Douluo: My ancestors became gods in Dou Er Gang.

"Whether the master likes it or not, I won't flatter you, just flatter the horse's hooves."

Bo Haidong thought about it, feeling hesitant in his heart, but he was immediately calmed down by him.

After all, his original intention was to dedicate these treasures to his master to express his loyalty and heart.

"Although these things are not very good to the master, if I can let the master know my thoughts, everything will be worth it."

Bo Haidong said to himself, firming up his determination in his heart.

Then, he reached out and put all the most precious things among all the treasures into the ring, one by one.

The space inside the Najie is vast, but it has become overcrowded to accommodate these treasures.

Time flies, three months later.

Deep in the Warcraft Mountains, Xiao Yan struggled to crawl out from under the corpse of a huge Warcraft.

His clothes were in tatters and stained with blood, but there was a look of perseverance and unyieldingness on his face.

Today, his strength has made a qualitative leap.

The sunlight cast mottled light spots through the dense leaves. Xiao Yan slowly stood up, his aura flowing around his body, filled with a strong power.

"I finally mastered the Flame Devouring Wave Ruler."

Xiao Yan said to himself, his eyes shining with confidence.

In his hand, a flame rolled like a dragon, making a hissing sound, accompanied by a powerful heat wave.

The powerful aura hit his face like a strong wind, making the surrounding air seem to freeze.

Although Xiao Yan still has a young face today, he has a tall and straight figure, a dignified face, and the aura emanating from his body makes people involuntarily feel awe.

Powerful fighting spirit surrounded him, as hot and violent as flames, constantly spreading outward.

"This aura is really too powerful."

Yao Lao looked at Xiao Yan in front of him, his heart filled with shock.

In his eyes, Xiao Yan is no longer the fledgling boy, but a powerful fighting master with unrivaled strength and determination.

Yao Lao couldn't help but sigh: "I didn't expect you to become a two-star fighting master so soon."

"Nonsense, after absorbing two strange fires, your strength will naturally increase faster."

Shui Wuya secretly thought in his heart, and was watching Xiao Yan silently from the side, with a glimmer of appreciation and recognition in his eyes.

Although he had help from himself and Yao Lao, he was well aware of Xiao Yan's efforts and sweat, and was proud of his growth.

"Thanks to the guidance of Master Yaolao and Master Shui Wuya, I was able to make such progress."

Xiao Yan smiled slightly and was full of gratitude to the two masters.

Yao Lao stared at Xiao Yan, with a trace of encouragement and expectation in his eyes: "Young man, you have shown extraordinary progress, but the road of cultivation will never end. Remember to move forward bravely and never stop."

Xiao Yan nodded slightly, with a firm light shining in his eyes: "Yes, Yao Lao.

I will work harder to live up to the expectations you and Master Shui Wuya have for me. "

"If there is a sound, don't talk."

At this moment, Shui Wuya's brows suddenly frowned, and he felt something was wrong.

He raised his hand to signal the two of them to quiet down.

Xiao Yan and Yao Lao both stopped talking in alarm, and they immediately noticed something unusual.

In the quiet mountain forest, there were faint sounds of fierce collisions, as if someone was fighting fiercely.

"What happened?" Xiao Yan glanced around alertly and felt a hint of nervousness. He clenched the weapon in his hand, ready to respond at any time.

Yao Lao frowned slightly: "This is not far from the foot of the mountain. Could it be that other practitioners are in trouble?"

Shui Wuya thought silently for a moment, and then made a decision: "Let's go over and have a look. We don't know what will happen, so be careful."

The three of them acted in tacit agreement and moved quietly in the direction of the sound, their hearts full of vigilance.

In front of a huge cave.

Yun Yun stared at the Amethyst Winged Lion King in front of her. She was holding a cyan sword that shone with dark light, her eyes were firm and calm.

Behind her, a cold breath filled the air, making the entire cave tremble.

The huge body of the Amethyst Winged Lion King stood at the entrance of the cave, its purple fur shone with a mysterious light, and there was a hint of ferocity and vigilance in its eyes.

It was obviously unwilling to hand over the accompanying amethyst source easily and was full of hostility towards Yun Yun.

The two faced each other, and the atmosphere was solemn and tense.

Yun Yun's heart is full of determination. She must win the companion amethyst source to improve Nalan Yanran's cultivation and allow her to successfully complete the three-year contract.

"Amethyst Winged Lion King, you know the purpose of my coming."

Yun Yun's voice was calm and firm, revealing an unquestionable majesty: "Handing over the accompanying amethyst source will not cause any loss to you."

The Amethyst Winged Lion King roared, his huge body moved slightly, and his claws flashed with sharp light, obviously unwilling to give in easily.

It was angry at the majesty and confidence shown by Yun Yun. After all, it was the master of the mountain range and would not be easily threatened.

"In that case, let's fight!"

Yun Yun's heart moved, and she knew that the confrontation with the Amethyst Winged Lion King was inevitable.

She waved the long sword in her hand without hesitation, releasing streaks of blue sword energy, and launched a fierce duel with the Amethyst Winged Lion King.

The sword energy intertwined with the lion's claws, and the cave was suddenly filled with fierce collisions and roars.

Relying on her cultivation and combat experience, Yun Yun tried her best to fight against the Amethyst Winged Lion King. Her figure flickered on the battlefield, extremely flexible.

The Amethyst Winged Lion King showed great strength and ferocious attacks. Its claws and tail turned into streams of light, streaking through the air in an attempt to tear Yun Yun into pieces.

Yun Yun was holding a long cyan sword, the sword light flashing, her figure was elegant and sharp, like a bolt of lightning piercing the night sky, she quickly approached the Amethyst Winged Lion King.

The power of the Amethyst Winged Lion King was suppressed by Yun Yun, and it looked a little embarrassed in the face of her attack.

Immediately afterwards, its lion claws waved, and the amethyst light shone, but no matter what, it could not resist Yun Yun's sharp offensive.

"Hmph! You asked for this!" Yun Yun snorted coldly. As the long sword danced, its light was like a dragon, instantly piercing the Amethyst Winged Lion King's defense, and a deep wound appeared on its body. Blood seeped out, staining the surrounding ground red.

The Amethyst Winged Lion King roared in pain, but under Yun Yun's attacks, it retreated steadily, with more and more wounds on its body, its momentum gradually weakened, and it was forced into a desperate situation.

Yun Yun was calm and composed, her eyes were cold and sharp, and she dealt with the Amethyst Winged Lion King mercilessly, not giving it any chance to breathe.

"You have lost, Amethyst Winged Lion King."

Yun Yun's voice was as cold as ice, revealing unshakable confidence: "Now, you can only obey my order and hand over the accompanying amethyst source."