The Holy Angel sighed: "Contact Team Leader Qin to see if he really needs Arhat Golden Paste. If so, it would be useless to find him."

The Demon King immediately took out his cell phone and called Qin Yang.

After hearing this, Qin Yang replied: "I do need Arhat Golden Slurry, but one drop is enough."

The Alchemist Guild actually needs three drops, and it is most likely that it wants to embezzle it by itself.

They are really stupid, no wonder Han Jiufeng and others will suppress the Rain King in the Sanling Cave.

This is completely the blame for the alchemists, and the Martial Kings will take it!

The Holy Angel sighed slightly. Since he needed Arhat Golden Paste, there was really nothing he could do.

"Thank you, Team Leader Qin..."

The Demon King was a little unwilling to give up and was about to hang up the phone, suddenly Qin Yang said, "I'll ask Senior Seraph to bring back a thunder pill."

"Sir Holy Angel, please take it and see the effect. If it is useful, it is best. If it is useless, we will find another way."

"good."

The Holy Angel didn't care much, and it happened that Seraph was back.

Seraph said: "This is the Thunder Pill that Team Leader Qin asked me to give you."

"Yeah, I'll try it."

The Holy Angel trusted Qin Yang very much, so he took it and ate it directly.

In an instant, a violent thunder force exploded in his dantian.

Then, the surging power filled his limbs and bones!

In just a moment, a large amount of white mist in the body of the Holy Angel floated out from his pores and above his head.

The situation of the Holy Angel is getting better.

"it works!"

Seraphite was overjoyed and asked hurriedly: "Holy Angel, how do you feel?"

The Holy Angel said: "It is indeed useful, but it cannot be cured. It has a strong suppression effect. If nothing unexpected happens, it still depends on the Golden Arhat Demon Subduing Pill."

"I have about 90% of my strength now, and I'm not able to do my best."

Seraph said worriedly, "That's a little trouble."

The Holy Angel said, "It's okay, let it go."

He didn't care too much, but his strength was falling. Next time Qin Yang encountered danger again, it would be difficult for him to suppress Han Jiufeng if he came forward.

···

Qin Yang contacted King of Rain.

"Didn't you refine pills for senior Holy Angel?"

King Yu said helplessly: "Alchemy is the alchemist's business, and we, King Wu, do not interfere."

"And this elixir is very troublesome. It requires the Arhat Golden Slurry from the Gala Temple. This thing can only be produced in the "Golden Gong Ancient Tree" of the Gala Temple."

Qin Yang said in confusion: "Then go and buy it. Can't you buy it?"

Yu Wang Yanran: "It would be great if I could buy it."

"The abbot of Kara Temple is called 'Master Kashyapa', a monk who has lived for two or three hundred years."

"The Kara Temple was once destroyed by secular people, and the monks in the temple were killed for a while, so Master Kashyapa hated secular warriors very much."

"They will refuse whatever secular warriors need."

Qin Yang raised his eyebrows: "Who did such a hateful thing?"

"Don't know."

King Yu shook his head and sighed, saying, "The alchemists' reputations are getting worse and worse, but this is not something that we martial kings can interfere with."

After all, these alchemists have great abilities and great ambitions.

It is almost impossible to make them grandchildren.

They respect King Wu, but they are not afraid of turning against King Wu.

Look at Liu Kuanglong, what if Qin Yang showed no matter how strong he was?

He should be unhappy or unhappy, and he should be unhappy or unhappy!
Chapter completed!