The Amethyst Winged Lion King spoke with some discomfort.

"Borrow the Lion King's Purple Spirit Crystal!"

Yun Yun's red lips slightly opened, and her calm voice was as crisp and beautiful as a pearl falling from a jade plate.

"Purple Spirit Crystal?"

"Our tribe can only cultivate one piece for twenty years, how can we just need it?"

The Lion King mocked.

“I can exchange for what you need.”

Yun Yun was obviously a little afraid of these sixth-level monsters and his tone was not tough.

"Hehe, OK,"

"I just happened to be in the transformation stage. Why don't you get me a transformation pill and I will give you purple spirit crystal, how about it?"

The Lion King laughed.

The Transformation Pill is a seventh-grade pill. As long as you can have one, why not give her ten purple spirit crystals?

"Sorry, I think there are not many people in the entire empire who can produce the transformation pill,"

"If the Lion King wants to, I can exchange three fifth-level magic cores with a mysterious level skill or fighting skill."

Yun Yun frowned and shook her head and said.

“No interest,”

"If you can't get the transformation pill, just leave the Warcraft Mountains."

The Lion King refused without hesitation.

"If this is the case, I have to force it to ask for it."

Yun Yun sighed softly and slowly raised the strange long sword in her hand.

"Haha, humans are always like this!"
Chapter completed!