The Flying Dragon disciples have been fighting hard against the spirit beasts for six years, not to mention that the Danku in the sect has long been emptied, and the number of magic weapons available is also declining sharply.

Every day there are always weapons, broken under the crocodile's long tail and big teeth.

Even if the exchange price has been raised again and again, all those who have meritorious deeds still devote all their energy and enthusiasm to the crazy act of accumulating treasures.

Because of the magic weapon, if you explode one, you will have one less, and it is foreseeable that in a few years, everyone trapped in the temple will face the dilemma of a shortage of weapons.

The rainbow-winged flying eagle blood, which is fierce to yang, is a refining material used to increase the lethality of magic weapons gold and fire attributes.

So at first glance, seeing Du Ruofei in exchange for this thing, Bei Sansan's heart couldn't help but be full of enthusiasm, and he automatically made up the picture that a large caster was about to be born.

"No...... No. ”

Feeling that Bei Sansan's scorching gaze was about to pierce his chest in the next second, Du Ruofei shuddered, pinched the blood bottle and disappeared behind the clouds.

Definitely don't get entangled with the North Three.

This is the common sense of the disciples of the Flying Dragon Temple.

He was only three years old when he entered the sect, and he was able to stir up the sect day and night, thinking that back then, Senior Brother Zimo's hair was almost bare by him.

Now that I have finally grown to the age of nine, my heart is a little more mature, but I still often do things that are willful and laughable.

You must not let Bei Sansan know that the true junior sister knows how to do Danshu, otherwise, according to his temperament, he will immediately arrest her in the bamboo garden and force her to work day and night to make alchemy for her brothers.

As soon as he thought of how small he was, Du Ruofei couldn't help but feel a sense of pity in his heart.

Though......

Although her behavior of using refining materials to refine the pill was very suspicious.

Frowning, Du Ruofei also knew that the blood of the rainbow-winged flying eagle was indeed not the material favored by the Dan masters.

If this thing is added to Danli, will it be edible?

"Since you don't want to refine weapons, then Du Ruofei ...... What to do with blood? ”

Looking at the shallow sword marks left in the air, Bei Sansan couldn't help but touch his chin, revealing a suspicious expression.

Of course, before he could sort out his thoughts......

Bang bang!

Several powerful coercions suddenly fell from the sky one after another, exploding his eyelids and jumping wildly!

What's wrong?

Is it upside down?

I'm lazy today, don't kill the crocodile demon?

Seeing that the disciples in the sect whose strength was second only to Zhu Zimo were all surrounded in front of him, and his face was confused and excited, Bei Sansan was just about to go crazy, and his vision was overwhelmed by countless flying bamboo orders.

"Senior Brother North! I want to exchange blood! ”

"Ahh It is to exchange the battle exploits for the blood of the rainbow-winged flying eagle! ”

"You shut up Lao Tzu, I'll come first, Senior Brother Bei, bring me two first!"

"Two copies stand aside, I want four! Four copies! Gao Xuan's head squeezed out from behind the crowd and directly pressed his merit token on Bei Sansan's face.

Four copies!

10,000 exploits!

Everyone was dumbfounded and looked at Gao Xuan's triumphant face in shock.

Although he knew that Gao Xuan was brave in slashing crocodiles, everyone never expected that he would be willing to exchange 10,000 combat exploits for the Dan Master, and it seemed that he was bound to win the Qi Condensing Pill!

"Then I'm ...... Add one more! Someone endured the pain of cutting flesh, pinched the bamboo order and shouted at Beisansansan.

Soon, all the stored rainbow winged flying eagle blood in the entire Black Tower was coaxed away by the high-level disciples.

Bei Sansan looked at the strongest disciples with messy eyes, and held the blood bottle in his arms with a flushed face, laughing stupidly.