"Thank you." After taking the elixir, which seemed to still have the warmth of the woman's fingertips, Wang Teng smiled gratefully. He had consumed too much. Of course, he would not be polite to such elixirs for restoring physical energy.
After swallowing the elixir, a considerable amount of medicinal power entered the Dantian area of his lower abdomen. Wang Teng formed a training seal in his hand and began to quickly refine the medicinal power.
Seeing Wang Teng entering the state of cultivation, Lu Xiufang and Han Feng looked at each other, and both drew their weapons to protect him. Among the nearby students, there were many who followed Zhao Wuji, He Mingyue, and Zhang Yunfan. If they take advantage of others' danger, they must
Trouble is inevitable.
The surrounding students looked at each other, but no one dared to make the slightest move.
Glancing at the unconscious Zhang Yunfan, He Mingyue also shook her head. After being forged by Baochi, she had already seen that Lu Xiufang and Han Feng were no longer what they used to be. Even if they took action themselves, they might not be able to escape. What's more,
There was that terrifying young man behind her, threatening her like a sleeping lion...
After regaining his composure, Wang Teng closed his eyes for a while, then suddenly opened his eyes, with a glint of light flashing in his eyes.
Seeing that Wang Teng's face turned rosy, Lu Xiufang chuckled and said, "Okay?"
"Well, it's almost done." Wang Teng smiled slightly and nodded. Lu Xiufang's elixir was surprisingly good.
After twisting his body and feeling the energy filling his body again, Wang Teng turned his head and glanced at Zhao Wuji, who was half-kneeling on the ground and panting. He smiled faintly and said, "Senior Brother Zhao, I accept the offer."
After some adjustments, Zhao Wuji also recovered a little. After hearing Wang Teng's words, Zhao Wuji's face twitched, and he slowly stood up, staring at Wang Teng with his eyes dancing with undisguised awe.
He said viciously: If you have the ability, let's see."
After saying this, he covered the hideous wound on his chest, took a deep breath, lifted his feet, and flew away into the distance with a gloomy look on his face.
Seeing Zhao Wuji's slightly dejected figure leaving, He Mingyue withdrew her gaze and ordered someone to carry the unconscious Zhang Yunfan on her back. She also sighed and led many students to disperse from here.
As all the students dispersed like a tide, the atmosphere gradually became cooler.
At this point, Wang Teng turned his head, looked at the iron-winged dragon sculpture in the bird's nest, and asked: "Senior, how are you?"
The iron-winged dragon eagle was lying in the bird's nest. There were many terrible sword wounds on his body, and some of his bones were exposed. Even after recuperating in the nest for a while, his breath improved remarkably, and he gradually became sluggish.
Realizing that the vitality in Long Diao's eyes was gradually dissipating, Wang Teng couldn't help but tighten his fists. Looking at it like this, Long Diao might...
"I have healing elixirs." Lu Xiufang bit her lower lip and quickly took out some jade bottles.
"No need." Shaking his head, the Iron-Winged Dragon Eagle was weak and said: "In the battle just now, I have stimulated all the few potentials in my body. Now that the oil is exhausted, no elixir or medicine can save me."
With cloudy and weathered eyes, he glanced at the young man who was looking at him with worry. The iron-winged dragon eagle softened his tone and said: "Little guy, thank you for saving me this time. I didn't misjudge you, so I will simply leave the last
Let me give you something of value."
After saying this, the iron-winged dragon eagle waved its wings, and a feather floated down.
The feathers were as hard as a sword. When they passed through the air, they made a sharp sound. The iron-winged dragon eagle actually opened its chest, controlled the feathers with its mind, and struck hard.
Seeing this scene, Wang Teng was startled, and saw a pop. The iron-winged dragon eagle's chest was immediately cut open, and bright red blood continued to drip down.
"Senior, you." Seeing the iron-winged dragon eagle mutilating itself like this, Wang Teng immediately changed his expression.
The iron-winged dragon eagle did not speak a word, but controlled the feather, compressed it into an iron can-shaped container, and placed it under the chest. The blood constantly left on the chest was red at first, and then turned into colorful colors.
Flowed into the iron can.
In the colorful blood, there was a faint sound of dragon roar erupting, which was so overwhelming that people couldn't help but have the urge to worship.
"This is the "true dragon bloodline" flowing in the body of my dragon carving clan. As the strength of the dragon carving continues to improve, the bloodline will become more and more pure. I can only refine so much in my life. I hope it will be helpful to you in the future.
Practice, it will help." There was a total of seven-color blood in the iron can, which was about half filled. When the last drop of seven-color blood dripped into the iron can, the iron-winged dragon sculpture seemed to have been drained of all its vitality, and the light in its eyes dimmed.
pole,
After saying these words, the iron-winged dragon eagle's eyes filled with vicissitudes of life slowly closed, leaving only a gentle voice: "Little guy, practice hard. I believe that a talent like you will be able to stand up to the top one day."
The pinnacle of the entire continent."
Seeing the lifeless iron-winged dragon eagle, Wang Teng's eyes couldn't help but turn red. Before the other person died, he also gave the most precious thing in his body to himself. This was such a great favor.
Lu Xiufang and Han Feng looked at each other and sighed.
After a long while, Wang Teng suppressed his heavy heart, solemnly put the tin can into his meson bag, glanced at the empty mountain top, let out a sigh of relief and said, "Go back."
Nodding, Lu Xiufang looked at Wang Teng's side face and sighed slightly. The true dragon blood of the iron-winged dragon sculpture is extremely precious. Zhao Wuji coveted this thing before, but now not a drop is left. They were all given to him by the dragon sculpture before his death.
For Wang Teng, the harvest is really great.
Of course, she also understood that Wang Teng’s good luck was all due to his righteous character!
In this trip, the little junior brother in front of her was truly the biggest winner. Speaking of which, even she was able to enter the treasure pool to practice in the first place because of this young man's credit.
Thinking of this, Lu Xiufang and Han Feng looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly.
After several people went down the mountain, they found their respective mounts in a remote valley.
Since there were many ferocious beasts in Panlong Mountain, they temporarily placed their mounts at the foot of the mountain before entering the mountain. After getting on the green donkey, Wang Teng also rushed towards the North Peak without stopping.
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Since the Iron-Winged Dragon Sculpture incident came to an end, many students from the previous expeditions have also returned to Beifeng. As the truth of the ending was revealed, Beifeng immediately fell into a sensation!
When the news spread that the spot in Baochi had been snatched away by a handyman disciple, as expected, many people were shocked. However, they also learned that Zhao Wuji, who was ranked sixth on the Beifeng disciple list, was there.
After the embarrassing defeat at the hands of a disciple, this shock turned into a deep shock!
Such a shocking event, like a hurricane, was conveyed up and down the North Peak in less than half a day.
Wang Teng!
This name, which was somewhat unfamiliar at first, was also the first time that it truly left an imprint on every student’s heart!
