"This is the life tooth of my dragon clan."
Hearing this, Wang Cheng's expression changed drastically. He never expected that this tooth was actually a sacred object of the Dragon Clan.
A dragon will have many teeth in its life, and there is only one that can be called a life tooth. It is the one that grows at the very back of the gums. It contains its lifelong cultivation inheritance.
If the Dragon Ball is the source of mana and divine power for the dragon's life, the Life Fang is the means to store the mana and divine power, and is no less sacred than the dragon clan.
"Junior of the human race, hand over my dragon life fang, and I will let you go!" Crocodile Dragon threatened.
Since Wang Cheng knew that this dragon tooth was a sacred object of the dragon clan, how could he give it away casually?
"Senior, as far as I know, the dragon clan's life fang is a sacred object and cannot be obtained except by the horned dragon."
"I didn't expect that a little human like you would know the secrets of my dragon clan."
Wang Cheng smiled and said nothing. He knew so much naturally from the classics collected by the Martial Arts Pavilion.
According to records in the book, a dragon turns into a dragon after a thousand years, and a dragon turns into a horned dragon after five hundred years. The dragon is the lowest existence among all dragons.
Although it is the lowest existence, it is still a dragon. In terms of realm, it is equivalent to the powerful Martial Emperor among humans, while the horned dragon, which is a higher level than the dragon, is equivalent to the Martial Saint among humans.
This life tooth is at least left by a horned dragon, maybe even a more powerful dragon!
"Junior, this Life Fang belongs to my Dragon Clan. Even if I keep it in your hands, it will be useless." Crocodile Dragon said again.
Wang Cheng lay on the boulder, rubbing the dragon's teeth, and said: "Although I have no way to obtain the inheritance inside, making it into a magic weapon is definitely one of the few in the world."
Crocodile Dragon still doesn't know what Wang Cheng means. He is bargaining with himself!
But as a majestic demon king with dragon bloodline, it negotiated a price with a warrior whose cultivation level could not reach the Qi and Blood realm. If word spreads about it, how can it survive in this land?
"Junior, you killed my confidant. It's a great favor that I didn't kill you. Don't be ungrateful!" Crocodile Dragon said angrily.
Wang Cheng said weakly: "Anyway, my energy and blood have been greatly damaged, my martial arts foundation has been destroyed, and I will be a useless person when I get out. Senior, you should kill me!"
Your mother!
Crocodile Dragon was almost defeated. If I could kill him, why wait until now?
This damn thing depends on it!
"What do you want?"
"I want to die."
"Tell the truth."
"Just kill me!"
"Stop talking nonsense!"
"I don't want to die."
"what do you want?"
"I want dragon blood."
"How many?"
"One hundred drops."
Crocodile Dragon was so angry that he almost got up and said angrily: "How dare you ask for a hundred drops of dragon blood? Are you not afraid of stretching yourself to death?"
Wang Cheng knew that his lion had opened his mouth. Although the crocodile dragon had dragon blood, it had not truly transformed into a dragon. A hundred drops of dragon blood were just scraping its flesh!
"Thirty drops?"
"Three drops! Not a drop more!"
Wang Cheng has no room for bargaining, nor is he qualified to bargain.
The crocodile dragon opened its mouth, and a drop of dragon's blood the size of a dragon's eye appeared dozens of centimeters in front of it.
It was suspended in the water without dissipating due to the fluctuation of the water flow, and then slowly moved towards Wang Cheng.
After passing through the layer of huge colorful bubbles, dragon blood appeared above Wang Cheng's head.
Wang Cheng felt a coldness between his eyebrows, and then a blood red appeared in front of his eyes. He knew that this was the dragon's blood entering his body.
This coolness didn't last even half a second. Wang Cheng felt as if his whole body was on fire. His whole body was originally weak, but this time he was directly injected with dragon blood.
With a "Hu Leng" sound, he sat up from the boulder, his face flushed, his breath confused, but his whole body was full of strength.
Use endless strength!
"Boy, this is the dragon's blood that I have tempered. You are just a warrior in the human qi and blood realm. I am afraid it will be difficult to withstand the power of such qi and blood. I still..."
As soon as the word "return" came out of his mouth, Crocodile Dragon saw that Wang Cheng's aura had returned to calm.
How long has it been?
When it looked at Wang Cheng again, its eyes were a little different. Being able to suppress the violent aura contained in the dragon's blood in such a short period of time was not something that an ordinary Qi-blood warrior could do.
"No wonder you dare to ask me for a hundred drops of dragon blood. It seems that this boy does have something special!"
No wonder that peerless strong man would leave such a legacy in his body. How could an ordinary person fall into the eyes of such a person?
Wang Cheng didn't know that Kung Fu would change Crocodile Dragon's view of him in such a short time, and he didn't even know what Crocodile Dragon was thinking. He had devoted himself wholeheartedly to refining dragon blood.
Because he had entered the dragon blood pool twice before, this was his third time refining dragon blood, so he was quite familiar with it.
There is no need to deliberately move the energy, the Crouching Tiger Breathing Technique operates autonomously, and the Qi and blood that had been almost silent immediately became restless as the dragon's blood entered the body, rushing rapidly in the body.
Wang Cheng was happy and worried at the same time.
Fortunately, the dragon's blood was already repairing his broken body, and the damage caused by his burning energy and blood was disappearing bit by bit.
The worry was that this drop of dragon blood was too overbearing, many times more violent than the dragon blood essence in the dragon blood pool. He did not dare to be distracted or distracted at all.
In fact, the dragon blood in the dragon blood pool has been diluted after all, and is no longer considered dragon blood. In terms of medicinal power and violence, how can it compare with real dragon blood?
However, entering the dragon's blood pool twice before was still very useful. It laid a solid foundation for Wang Cheng, which prevented the dragon's blood from exploding him immediately after entering his body.
As the huge essence contained in the dragon's blood circulates throughout his body, Wang Cheng's body is recovering rapidly.
The essence in the dragon's blood was not only repairing the broken tissues and organs, but also strengthening his body.
It was just a drop of dragon's blood the size of a dragon's eye. Wang Cheng had been refining it for several hours, but he still couldn't see it reducing much.
Before I knew it, it was getting bright.
Along the shore of Black Dragon Pond, a group of people wearing armor arrived early in the morning.
The leading group of people were Qinglong, Zhuque and Pan Meng. After getting ten drops of dragon blood and three asparagus grasses, they finally set foot on their way home.
"etc!"
Just when he was about to leave the Black Dragon Pond, Qinglong suddenly stopped everyone and said, "Did you smell something?"
Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads.
"I smell it! It's a burning smell!" Yang Si raised his hands in the crowd and said. He used to go to the tomb often and was very familiar with the smell.
Pan Meng nodded: "Not bad! It does taste like this."
"Is there any problem?" He Yiming was a little confused.
Pan Meng and Qinglong glanced at each other, then nodded at the same time and said: "There is a problem!"
Qinglong opened his mouth and analyzed: "The terrain here is flat, inaccessible, and there are no traces of fireworks. How can it smell like burning?"
He pointed to Yang Si in the crowd and said: "That boy, you have a good nose, come here and smell it, where does that smell come from?"
Although Yang Si felt uncomfortable, he still walked out and sniffed around.
After a moment, he suddenly pointed to a place on the ground and said, "This is it!"
Qinglong nodded, stretched out a hand and grabbed it from the air, and a large piece of soil was blown away.
I saw a big pit appear. Although it didn't look like its original shape, it still looked like a "human" shape.
Qinglong pointed at the "human" shaped pit and said, "Look! Does this look like a pit made by a person falling from a high altitude?"
Pan Meng and He Yiming nodded at the same time. They were both warriors. They had experienced many battles, big and small, and you could tell.
"The human-shaped pit and the smell of burning. Could this man have been struck by lightning and fall from the sky?" He Yiming said.
Qinglong frowned and said nothing. He knelt down and looked at the human-shaped pit.
He Yiming was made a little impatient and said: "Boss Qinglong, what do you want to say? We don't have time to waste time here, the Marquis is still waiting for us to go back!"
Qinglong looked up at He Yiming and said: "If what you said is true, that man was struck by lightning, then where is he now? Is he dead or alive? If he is dead, why is there no body here? Is he alive? If so, why would he fill this hole? Does he have the spare time? "
He Yiming was not a stupid person, but he just didn't go around it for a while. At this moment, after being reminded by Qinglong, his mind immediately turned around and said: "You mean, someone deliberately erased the traces here to cover up the truth of the matter?"
Qinglong nodded and said: "If my prediction is correct, there should have been a big battle here not long ago!"
He has been on the battlefield for a long time and has developed a skill that ordinary people do not have, that is, he is extremely sensitive to the battlefield. From the moment he stepped here, he could smell the smell of a war here.
"Let's see together what's going on here!"
I saw his sleeves suddenly fluttering, and then he struck out with a "wave-removing palm".
With a "hoo" sound, the soil within a dozen meters was immediately blown away, revealing its true appearance.
It is no longer flat, but has pits and pits. The most conspicuous ones are two large round pits in the shape of a funnel.
At this time, He Yiming pointed at a large funnel-shaped pit and said, "Why do I feel that this is the trace left by White Tiger's Whirlwind Slash?"
Qinglong said solemnly: "It's not a feeling! This is the whirlwind slash of the golden sword's eleven cuts!"
When it comes to being familiar with the Eleven Slashes of the Golden Sword, even Bai Hu is not as good as him, because he personally put this technique into the Martial Arts Pavilion. He has practiced it for many years, so he is not familiar with the battle traces left by the Eleven Slashes of the Golden Sword. very clear.
"Who can make Bai Hu use the golden sword to cut eleven times? Who has such great ability?" Suzaku was very curious.
Qinglong said in a deep voice: "Ignore who has such great ability, where is the white tiger now? Is he dead or alive? And who is trying so hard to erase the traces here?"
"brush!"
At this moment, Pan Meng suddenly appeared in front of Qian Shan and said, "Shopkeeper Qian, shouldn't you give me an explanation?"
Qian Shan was stunned for a moment and said innocently: "Master Chang Shi, what do you mean by this? Qian doesn't understand!"
"Do you dare to say that everything here has nothing to do with you?" Pan Meng asked.
At this time, Qinglong and He Yiming also appeared here and surrounded Qian Shan.
Qian Shan said with a sad face: "Sir, you don't think it's Qian and Master Baihu fighting here, do you? Master Baihu is so powerful. If Qian fought with him, how could he not be injured at all?"
Qinglong and He Yiming nodded secretly. Qian Shan was right, he didn't have that strength.
"What's more, there is an aura of thunder and lightning here, so someone must have used the Taoist lightning technique. How can Qian, a mortal body, know the Taoist magic?" Qian Shan said again.
"is big……"
Xu Chao suddenly spoke, but just halfway through, he saw Pan Meng staring at him coldly, and he quickly closed his mouth.
He almost let it slip just now that the people fighting here were clearly his master and the White Tiger, because so far, he had only seen his master use the lightning-inducing technique.
One was a general under Ning Hou, and the other was a young talent that Ning Hou valued most. There was an internal fight between the two. If this spread, it would have a great impact on Ning Hou's reputation.
After thinking about this, Xu Chao was afraid for a while that he would have to keep this matter in his stomach.
Pan Meng did not press Qian Shan any more, but looked at him deeply and said, "Go back!"
"Who are you? First you killed Xu Zhongheng, and then you were chased by the white tiger. No matter what, you are the first man who walked into my heart after all, and I still don't want you to die. But if you are still alive, I will How should I handle myself?”
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