Black Dragon thought Yang Lan'er was torturing her opponent, and couldn't help but shudder. It seemed that Lord Lan didn't have this hobby on weekdays? After a long time, he could see some meaning. It seemed that Yang Lan'er didn't torture her so much. The scream was really not pleasant.

Yang Lan'er's methods were also very brutal. She used something to preserve the Elf King's soul while purifying it. The feeling was truly intoxicating.

Generally speaking, the repair of the soul requires nurturing, which means taking it slow to feel comfortable.

The soul is the essence of a person, and if it is injured, or the means are too drastic, the feeling will definitely make people despair.

It was painful enough to strip away the resentment, and Yang Lan'er even used strong medicine to ensure that the Elf King's soul would not dissipate. To be honest, she herself did not want to think about the pain, and she was afraid that she would never want to recall it again in her life.

But, there was no other way! In that situation, I had to force it. Who knew if I could withdraw the purification move, would it trigger the Elf King's ultimate move?

Yang Lan'er was also forced to do something because she saw that the Elf King's soul could not hold on any longer, so she had to use that drastic recovery method. There was no other way because there was no time to slowly nurture it.

After all, Yang Lan'er is not a professional Buddhist practitioner and has no experience in this area. She can only find and fill in the gaps as she goes along. To the Elf King who has suffered so much, she could only say sorry with embarrassment.

This is at least better than dying directly!

Moreover, it can be seen from this that the Elf King's resentment is really strong to a certain extent that he can endure even such inhuman pain.

As the resentment diminished, Yang Lan'er also felt a strong will to survive, and even a hatred that could not be ignored.

Yang Lan'er had been carefully controlling herself from triggering the violence of the magical elements outside, but the noise was indeed a bit loud, and some things would cause a strong backlash the more they were suppressed.

When it reached a certain point, Yang Lan'er threw out a soul jade, collected the extremely weak soul of the Elf King, and condensed energy to grab the fragments in the skull.

Before he could even take a look at the skull that turned to ashes, Yang Lan'er flashed in front of the black dragon, picked up the black dragon like a chicken, and rushed out at full speed.

Black Dragon was stupid the whole time. Even if he reacted later, he didn't dare to do anything. He didn't want to die yet. The most important thing was that he couldn't implicate Yang Lan'er, otherwise she would just abandon him and he would have no place to cry.

Speaking of which, as a dragon, we usually rely on others for support, but it is rare for us to be carried around like this. It is a new experience.

Not long after Yang Lan'er turned and walked away, the resentment from the numerous fragments burst out, and the violent magical elements triggered regrets in the brewing process.

A large amount of resentment was spreading everywhere, like a hundred ghosts walking at night, with ghosts crying and wolves howling, and murderous aura in the air. This kind of murderous regret would be a disaster if it did not appear, but once it appeared, it would cause a disaster, which in turn affected the magic elements and caused them to completely riot.

First there was a crackling sound of small frictions, which was like adding fuel to the fire and instantly set the whole place off.

When Yang Lan'er ran out of the scorched earth restricted area, there were bursts of roars behind her, and mushroom clouds that were getting bigger and bigger, which was so unbearable to look at.

Yang Lan'er didn't look back either, and continued to move forward at the maximum speed, letting the black dragon run away by itself.

In view of the commotion in the Scorched Earth Restricted Area and the deterrence left by Yang Lan'er earlier, no one dared to come and provoke for the time being. Everyone huddled at home, trembling, looking blankly in the direction of the restricted area, praying not to be affected.

The scorched earth area is also a forbidden area for many monsters. No creature dares to enter it. Moreover, dangers will break out from time to time, making the danger level of the entire forbidden forest increase.

Every time something happens in the scorched earth area, the monsters feel like the end of the world is coming.

This time, the noise was obviously unprecedented. Everyone seemed extremely confused, not knowing what the living environment would become. Yang Lan'er threw the forest out in one breath before daring to look back. She carefully looked at the already very serious interior and felt that the entire seal would not be broken. Only then did she pat her chest with relief. This kind of thing is really not something a human would do. The sequelae are much greater than those of directly destroying it.

Apart from the barrier, Yang Lan'er exhaled a breath of foul air: "It's really scary, this forbidden forest is really not exaggerated."

"..." How could it be so terrible? Black Dragon didn't know what to say.

"Looking at this situation, I'm afraid it will take a month to recover!" Black Dragon sighed. He was completely convinced by the things inside and finally he didn't have to be curious anymore.

"Haha, I actually hope it can return to calm sooner." Yang Lan'er said meaningfully. If it recovers sooner, then when the Saint goes in, it will be in trouble!

After what she did to the forest, I'm afraid that space disasters will become more frequent in the short term. It will be fun when the saint goes there.

The black dragon thought that Yang Lan'er was compassionate and worried about the monsters in the forest.

To be honest, Yang Lan'er never thought that she was so kind-hearted. If the matter of the Elf King had not been pushed to that point, she would not have wasted her time to save him.

The reason Black Dragon thought this way was simply because he imagined too beautifully.

Yang Lan'er never thought of herself as a good person. Although she studied medicine, she didn't have the idea of ​​being a nicety.

The world's greatest love and such have little to do with her!

Walking back, they came to a quiet grove. Yang Lan'er placed a ban on the area, then took out the fragment of the holy staff, looked at it with a frown, and released the Elf King from the Soul Jade.

Even after being nourished by the Soul Jade for a while, the Elf King was still so weak. It was obvious that the previous pain and injuries would not be easily healed.

It's just that the Elf King at this moment is not in good spirits, but he no longer has that evil feeling. His whole body exudes cleanliness and elegance from the inside out, which is consistent with the recorded elves.

Yang Lan'er tilted her head to look at him, then sighed and said, "Why are you so listless? You clearly had such a strong desire to survive just now, otherwise, how could you have held on to the end?"

The black dragon stood nearby and watched. He was not curious about the elves because he had seen them before.

At this moment, the Elf King didn't say anything and looked extremely confused, as if he had not yet recovered from the pain and didn't want to think about anything anymore.

Obviously, without any resentment, the Elf King's thinking and reason are not affected. He is very clear-headed at this moment, and at most he feels that there is something he cannot accept.

Seeing that the Elf King did not respond to Yang Lan'er's question, the Black Dragon was not happy and sneered: "Can you become the King of the Elves when you are in such a dead state? My clan has been exterminated. I am the only one left in the entire Black Dragon clan, and I am not even as desperate as this."