Zeng Xiaoren ran back for ten miles before he found a tree hole, he blocked the door of the tree hole with rotten plants, and deliberately used plant juice to cover his breath, and then began to refine the potion. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Ten miles of road is just a moment's journey for the Iron Beak Eagle, Zeng Xiaoren must hurry up, otherwise when it finds out, it may be found here.

He made several wooden containers out of the magic weapon and poured various medicinal liquids into them. Preparing a potion is not as simple as pouring all the medicinal juices together and stirring them, but similar to alchemy, there is a complex process.

The first is the snake gall of the giant python, which is extremely corrosive and can hold other medicinal liquids. Zeng Xiaoren controlled the power of the bloodline, slowly contained the medicinal juice of some auxiliary medicines, and at the same time heated it around with a different fire to control the temperature of the fusion.

In the medicinal juice, the medicinal power will conflict with each other, and at this time, it must be condensed with Danjue. Dan Jue is not only used during alchemy, its root is to put a certain rule between heaven and earth into the medicine, so that it has a magical effect.

Zeng Xiaoren's gestures changed, and he pinched out a complex and mysterious handprint, which affected the energy between heaven and earth and introduced it into the medicinal juice.

The color of the potion changes repeatedly, and at the same time, it rotated and condensed like a whirlpool, and the excess ingredients were dried by a different fire.

"Refuel!" Hetu reminded.

Zeng Xiaoren smashed the eggs of the two iron-beaked eagles, and the egg liquid flowed into the medicinal liquid, as if adding water to the oil pot, and the medicinal liquid was stimulated by the energy to boil.

His pill recipe became faster and faster, one after another, into the medicinal liquid. At the same time, there is also his divine sense, the stronger the divine sense, the more pills can be entered, and the stronger the medicinal effect will be.

"Fifteen Dan recipes!" Zeng Xiaoren was shocked. "Done!" the potion stopped spinning, and a puddle of pitch-black potion appeared in a wooden container. Zeng Xiaoren sniffed it with satisfaction, "It's not bad." The medicinal effect is already comparable to the top ten elixirs!"

He used to refine ten pills, and he could only play twelve or thirteen pills, but now because of the increase in his divine sense, the number of pills he played has also increased. When he was able to make more than twenty pill formulas, he could refine the Nine Rank Pills.

Zeng Xiaoren drank all the "bone and muscle water", and the liquid medicine entered his throat, rolling in his stomach like hot magma. He hurriedly used the power of the bloodline to protect the meridians, the alien fire was refined, and the slightest medicinal power penetrated into the whole body.

There was an itching sensation from his broken bones, which were new bones that had proliferated under the stimulation of the drug. There is also wounded flesh and blood, which is also healing little by little.

Zeng Xiaoren began to take advantage of this opportunity to cultivate, condense his original bloodline, and strive to break through. His primordial bloodline concentration is now nine parts per million, and the threshold for a warrior is ten parts per million.

Blood is concentrated and regenerated, and there is a special rule in his bone marrow, which generates primordial bloodlines under the guidance of the "Xihuang Heart Sutra".

Time passed slowly, and the primordial bloodline in his body also accumulated more and more from the micro-end, little by little, approaching the threshold of ten parts per million.

Finally, a day later, the last shred of energy in the potion was absorbed by him. Not only did he heal from his injuries, but the concentration of the primordial bloodline had finally reached the realm of a warrior.

A feeling of clarity spread throughout his body, and Zeng Xiaoren felt that his divine sense had increased a lot. The power of the bloodline was directly five times stronger! He stood up, his face was radiant, and his qi and blood were extremely vigorous.

Zeng Xiaoren walked out of the tree hole, because he had just broken through, so the aura on his body had not completely converged, and the aura of the war general was emanated, and some weak desolate beasts noticed it and fled.

"Woo ......" A sharp eagle cry came from the sky in the distance, and the three-star general-level iron-beaked eagle sensed the breath of the heir and flew towards Zeng Xiaoren.

The speed of the iron-beaked eagle was extremely fast, and in an instant a hundred meters in the air, its voice was still heard in the air, and its body had already flown in front of Zeng Xiaoren.

The iron beak eagle body was like a sharp arrow, breaking countless branches, and the iron beak and claws more than half a meter long were aimed at Zeng Xiaoren's head, and it wanted to kill him with one blow!

"Three-star desolate beasts, maybe they can fight!" Zeng Xiaoren's eyes were cold, and the magic weapon thorn had already been refined and held in his hand. It was a one-star general-level magic weapon, Zeng Xiaoren added it as a heart piercing thorn, once it was activated with the power of the bloodline, it could burst out with the golden rui qi to attack the enemy.

Zeng Xiaoren used his piercing thorn to block the claws of the iron-beaked eagle, and the two rubbed off a spark. The iron-beaked eagle's head pecked down hard, and he rolled over to dodge. The Ironbeak Eagle also flapped its wings and distanced itself from him, ready for the next dive.

Zeng Xiaoren exerted his legs and quickly climbed on the surrounding ancient trees, catching up with the height of the iron-beaked eagle. The iron-beaked eagle opened its mouth and let out a terrible cry at Zeng Xiaoren. That voice seemed to have some kind of special power, directly shaking Zeng Xiaoren's divine consciousness and making him dizzy.

"It turned out to be a divine consciousness attack! Fortunately, I already have experience!" Zeng Xiaoren reined in his divine sense, concentrated it, and immediately avoided the divine sense attack of the Iron Beak Eagle. At the same time, he kicked his right leg hard, and attacked the body of the Iron Beak Eagle with a fiery fist.

The Iron Beak Eagle grabbed his fist with one claw, and his strength was even higher than Zeng Xiaoren's. A fist and a claw collided, making an explosion, along with the smell of burnt feathers. Zeng Xiaoren's strange fire made up for the lack of fist power, and directly hit the iron-beaked eagle unsteadily and fell to the ground.

Zeng Xiaoren also fell from the sky, and the Heart-piercing Thorn was aimed at the Iron Beak Eagle, and the power of the bloodline pierced the Heart-piercing Thorn, and Jin Rui's qi locked it. Sensing the danger, the Ironbeak Eagle fluttered its wings and moved its body, but it was still stabbed in one wing by a piercing heart, and it completely lost its ability to fly.

"Tie Shan!" Zeng Xiaoren's iron mountain this time was from top to bottom, and the power that erupted in his body combined with gravity smashed on the iron beak eagle. It was like a hill pressed down, and the iron-beaked eagle let out a miserable cry, and its internal organs were smashed out.

As soon as the iron-beaked eagle landed on the ground, it almost lost its ability to fight, and Zeng Xiaoren made up for a few punches and finally killed it.

A one-star warlord can kill a three-star warlord's desolate beast, Zeng Xiaoren felt a sense of satisfaction rose in his heart, he felt that if he fought in the "War Emperor" magic weapon in the Blood Dojo now, he should be able to obtain the title of Bronze Four or higher.

Hetu struck him and said, "Although the realm of this iron-beaked eagle is three-star, it has just laid eggs, and its strength has declined. And it's a bird, and it's too much of a loss to fight you in the middle of the jungle, that's why you can win so easily. If it is a beast on the ground, it is not yet known who will win and who will lose. ”

Zeng Xiaoren said confidently: "I have magic weapons and alien fires, even if I encounter the desolate beasts on the ground, I can also fight." ”

The innate strength of the desolate beast is stronger than that of the three tribes of the lich people, but it is still no match for them, because the three of them can use various things to assist in the battle, while the desolate beast can only rely on its own innate ability.

Zeng Xiaoren first took out the blood crystal of the Ironbeak Eagle, then smelted its flesh and blood with the Burning Heart Beast Fire, and finally harvested a small artificial blood crystal.

He put away the blood crystals in case he needed them, and continued on his way. It was still two hundred miles away from Lin Zhen's request, but he was more confident. With the strength of the general, many dangers can be avoided even if they are not the enemy.