Chapter 246                                                                                                                             

"Thank you." After taking the pill, the temperature of the woman's fingertips seemed to remain on the pill. Wang Teng smiled gratefully. He consumed too much. Of course, he would not be polite to restore physical strength.

After swallowing the pill, a considerable amount of medicinal power entered the dantian position in the lower abdomen. Wang Teng formed a training seal in his hand and began to quickly refine this medicinal power.

Seeing that Wang Teng entered the state of cultivation, Lu Xiufang and Han Feng looked at each other, and both drew out weapons to protect him. Among the nearby students, many of them were Zhao Wuji, He Mingyue, and Zhang Yunfan. If you take advantage of the dangers of others, trouble will inevitably occur.

The students around looked at each other, but none of them dared to make any changes.

After looking at Zhang Yunfan who was fascinated, He Mingyue shook her head. After the forging of Baochi, she had already seen that Lu Xiufang and Han Feng were no longer the same as before. Even if she took action, she might not be able to escape. What's more, there was a terrifying boy behind her, who was like a sleeping lion, intimidating her...

After returning to peace, Wang Teng closed his eyes for a while, and suddenly opened his eyes, a trace of light flashed in his eyes.

Seeing that Wang Teng's face became much rosy, Lu Xiufang chuckled and said, "Okay?"

"Well, it's almost done." With a smile, Wang Teng nodded. Lu Xiufang's pill was unexpectedly good.

Twisting his body and feeling the energy that his body is filled with again, Wang Teng turned his head and glanced at Zhao Wuji, who was half kneeling on the ground and gasping, smiled faintly, and said, "Senior Brother Zhao, I'll give in."

After some adjustments, Zhao Wuji also recovered one or two. After hearing Wang Teng's words, Zhao Wuji twitched his face and slowly stood up. His eyes were staring at Wang Teng, his eyes were dancing without any concealment, and he said viciously: You have the ability, let's take a look."

After speaking, he covered the hideous wound on his chest, took a deep breath, his feet slightly, and his face fluttered into the distance.

Seeing Zhao Wuji's back leaving in a little shame, He Mingyue withdrew her gaze and ordered people to carry Zhang Yunfan, who was confused, to sigh, leading many students to scatter here at the same time.

As all the students dispersed like a tide, the atmosphere gradually became much colder on the top of the mountain.

At this point, Wang Teng turned his head, looked at the iron-winged dragon eagle in the bird's nest, and asked, "Senior, how are you?"

The iron-winged dragon eagle was lying inside the bird's nest, with many terrible sword injuries on its body, and some of them had exposed white bones. Even after recuperating in the nest for a long time, the breath improved greatly and gradually became weaker.

Seeing that the vitality in the dragon eagle's eyes was gradually dissipating, Wang Teng couldn't help but clench his fists. If he continued to see this, the dragon eagle might...

"I have a healing pill." After biting his lower lip, Lu Xiufang hurriedly 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 gone, the lamp is dry, and no magic medicine can save me."

With a turbid and vicissitudes of eyes, he glanced at the boy who looked at him with worry. The Iron-winged Dragon Eagle's tone softened and said, "Little guy, thank you for saving me this time. I have read you right. I will give you the last valuable things in it."

After saying that, the iron-winged dragon carving, with a wave of its wings, a feather landed.

The feather was hard, like a sword. When it passed by in the air, with a sharp sound, the iron-winged dragon eagle actually opened its chest, and its mind controlled the feathers and slashed hard.

Seeing this scene, Wang Teng was stunned. With a puff, the iron-winged dragon eagle's chest was immediately cut open, and red blood kept dripping down.

"Senior, you." Seeing that the iron-winged dragon eagle was so self-harm, Wang Teng changed color when he saw that Wang Teng was so angry.

The Iron-winged Dragon Eagle did not say anything, and controlled the feather, compressed it into an iron can-shaped container, and placed it under the chest. The blood that kept leaving the chest was first red, then turned into a colorful color and flowed into the iron can.

A dragon roar burst out from the colorful blood, and it was full of pressure, making people feel a little urge to worship.

"This is the "true dragon bloodline" flowing in my Dragon Eagle clan. As the strength of the Dragon Eagle continues to improve, the bloodline will become more and more pure. I have only refined so much in my life. I hope it will be helpful to your future cultivation." The colorful blood was in an iron can, and it was about half a pot. When the last drop of colorful blood was dripped into the iron can, the iron-winged dragon eagle seemed to have been drained of all its vitality, and the light in its eyes was extremely dim.

After saying these words, the Iron-winged Dragon Eagle's eyes were slowly closed, leaving only a gentle voice: "Little guy, practice hard. I believe that a talent like you will one day be able to stand at the peak of the entire continent."

Seeing the iron-winged dragon eagle with no vitality, Wang Teng's eyes couldn't help but rosy. Before his death, he gave himself the most precious thing in his body. This favor was too great.

Lu Xiufang and Han Feng looked at each other and sighed.

After a while, Wang Teng suppressed his heavy mood and solemnly put the iron can into the jack bag. He glanced at the empty mountain top and breathed a sigh of relief: "Go back."

Nodding, Lu Xiufang looked at Wang Teng's side face and sighed slightly. The true dragon bloodline of the Iron-winged Dragon Eagle is extremely precious. Zhao Wuji had coveted this thing before, but now he is not a drop left. He was given to Wang Teng by the Dragon Eagle before his death. This gain is really great.

Of course she also understood that Wang Teng was able to have such good luck due to his righteous quality!

In this trip, the younger brother in front of her is the biggest winner. Speaking of which, even her ability to enter the treasure pool to practice was due to the boy's glory.

Thinking of this, Lu Xiufang and Han Feng looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly.

After a few people went down the mountain, they found their respective mounts in a remote valley.

Because 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 rushed to the North Peak without stopping.

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Since the Iron-winged Dragon Carving Incense came to an end, the many students who had previously explored returned to Beifeng. As the truth of the ending was revealed, Beifeng immediately fell into a sensation!

When Baochi's quota was snatched by a mate disciple, the news spread. As expected, many people were extremely shocked. However, after learning that Zhao Wuji, who was ranked sixth in the Beifeng disciple list, was defeated in a mess at the hands of the mate disciple, this shock turned into a deep shock!

Such a shocking event was like a hurricane. In less than half a day, it was passed down from the North Peak.

Wang Teng!

This originally unfamiliar name is also the first time that every student has truly left a mark in his heart!
Chapter completed!