"Ding! Congratulations to the player for completing the five-star mission."
"You have received an experience reward of 1 million points and won the lottery qualification once."
"Do players want to participate in the lottery now?"
"yes."
The turntable spun around again and finally stopped.
"Ding! Congratulations to the player for successfully drawing the second volume of the top prize "Alchemy Volume"."
When he heard that the reward was the second volume of the "Alchemy Volume", Mu Yu couldn't help but be happy.
Immediately open your player's eyes and check out the second volume of "Alchemy Files".
[Alchemy God Volume 2]: "Alchemy God Volume" records more than 100,000 kinds of elixirs in the mysterious world. Among them, the second volume of "Alchemy God Volume" records prescriptions for 6-10 grade elixirs.
"Do players directly understand the second volume of "Alchemy Files"?"
"yes!"
"Ding! Congratulations to the player for understanding and becoming a tenth-level alchemist, mastering all the elixir recipes for levels 6-10."
"I have become a tenth-grade alchemist!"
Mu Yu was so excited that he couldn't contain his excitement.
At this moment, he felt that he was most likely the most powerful alchemist in the mysterious world.
His current alchemy skills alone are enough to turn the Land of Divine Origin upside down.
"Is it really over?"
The battle has been over for a long time, and everyone in the An clan is still in a dream, unable to wake up for a long time.
Everything that happened today can be described as ups and downs.
From a certain death situation, to a bright future, and a life after disaster.
And all this happened in just half an hour.
Mu Yu, a young boy like him, actually saved the lives of their entire tribe.
At this moment, he was like a god in their hearts.
After coming back to their senses, everyone cheered.
"Come here, take down these red-clothed remnants and An Donghua."
Anyuan had resumed his position as clan leader and immediately issued the order.
An Donghua's face was ashen and his eyes were dim. He knew that this time he had no way to survive, only death.
"Brother Mu, do you still want to leave?" Anji held An Xiaonan's hand with a look of reluctance in her eyes.
"That's right, little brother, you saved everyone in our An clan. We haven't thanked you properly yet. Why don't you stay for a few more days." An Yuan expressed gratitude and comforted you.
But Mu Yu just smiled faintly and said: "If we are destined to meet each other someday, we will have the time to meet."
Seeing him like this, although everyone was extremely reluctant to let him go, they did not try to stay any longer.
Mu Yu said no more, and directly used the Great Teleportation to disappear from everyone's sight.
When Ji Ling'er saw that Mu Yu had left directly, she couldn't help but chop off her little feet. Her eyes were full of resentment, she pouted her cherry lips and murmured: "I know you will definitely go to the Northwest Spiritual Hospital. Let's wait for half a month." See you later at the Northwest Spiritual Academy.”
After Mu Yu left the An tribe, he kept heading southeast.
In half a day, Mu Yu had traveled thousands of miles and crossed the entire Qianluo Plain.
At this time, a thousand-foot-high wall appeared in front of Mu Yu's eyes. It was so dark that he couldn't see the end of it, like a giant black dragon entrenched there.
At the gate of the city, stood several soldiers with strong stature and mighty aura.
The auras exuding from their bodies have at least reached the Guiyuan realm.
On the tall city gate, three powerful characters are engraved - Wanlou City.
This place is the only way for Qianluoyuan to enter the northwest territory of the Divine Source.
Therefore, most of the people lined up at the city gate are the people of Qianluoyuan.
Mu Yu did not make a high profile, and walked over calmly and stood at the back of the queue.