Yun Ziben was already seriously injured, but he was still able to stand, just because he was holding on.

After Lin Xia's figure completely disappeared, he couldn't remember when he had seen this female cultivator.

At this time, there were no more cultivators around, and Yun Zizai finally allowed himself to collapse and sit on the ground.

He took out a jade bottle from the storage ring, carefully poured out the only healing pill inside, and fed it into his mouth.

The pill melted in his mouth, but the effect was not obvious. However, it gave Yun Zizai a chance to catch his breath.

This is just a third-level rejuvenation pill, and it is of low quality. Yun Zizai naturally knows that it has such an effect.

After meditating and practicing for a while, Yun Zizai finally breathed a sigh of relief when his injuries healed and his spiritual power was replenished.

Qianyuan Island is not a safe place. Not to mention the elusive monsters, he might also be backstabbed by his fellow cultivators as before. He must recover to a fighting state as soon as possible to save his life.

Thinking of this, Yun Zizai remembered the female cultivator who saved him, and his heart was immediately filled with gratitude.

He had been busy healing his wounds and had not had time to put away the things given by the female cultivator. At this moment, Yun Zizai picked up one of the jade bottles.

The cork was gently opened, and a strong medicinal fragrance mixed with spiritual energy escaped. Yun Zizai's dazed mind instantly became clear.

This, this is actually a fifth-level healing pill?!

Yun Zizai was so frightened that he quickly put the cork back in the bottle.

Although Yun Zizai is now in a poor state and cannot afford elixirs of this grade, he was once rich and naturally has such insight.

Just the overflowing fragrance of the elixir is enough to make people feel relaxed and happy. It must be a fifth-level elixir!

Then, Yun Zizai opened all the jade bottles beside him and took a look. Without exception, they were all precious healing pills, and most of them were of the fifth-grade top grade.

Suppressing his inner excitement, Yun Zizai took out a healing pill and put it into his mouth. He felt his body being repaired at an extremely fast speed and his heart was extremely excited.

The value of these bottles of medicine even exceeds what he gained from a trip to Qianyuan Island.

After carefully putting the bottles of pills into the storage ring, he set his sights on the two jars of spirit wine beside him.

I don’t know why the female cultivator named Xia Lin gave me spiritual wine. Is there any ulterior motive?

As the wine jar was opened, a rich aroma of fruit wine wafted out, mixed with strong spiritual energy. Just by smelling it, Yun Zizai felt that the shackles that had stuck him in the early stage of the Golden Core were actually showing signs of loosening.

What kind of spiritual wine is this? Why is it different from all the spiritual wines he has seen? It is even more precious than those bottles of elixirs.

With these two jars of spiritual wine, Yun Zizai felt that there was almost no suspense in breaking through the early stage of Jindan and advancing to the middle stage of Jindan.

The roars of beasts in the central area of ​​Qianyuan Island have stopped. Even if there was any thought of picking up a bargain before, it has now been completely dispelled.

Without stopping any longer, after putting away the two jars of spirit wine, Yun Zizai flew away in the direction of Qianyuan Island without looking back.

……

When Lin Xia and Xiaochu rushed over, the battle in the central area had already ended.

Many of the surrounding trees were destroyed in the battle, leaving a large open space.

A huge cold-wind tiger was lying silently in the open space, its eyes wide open with a fierce look.

The tail, as thick as a steel whip, hung limply at the side of the body, seemingly deader than dead.

Lin Xia quickly flew forward to check on her uncle.

Fortunately, Su Linghan was in good condition. Although he was seriously injured, he looked very energetic and his breathing was relatively stable.

When Lin Xia arrived, he took the healing pills and sat in meditation to regulate his breathing.

The other monks who came after hearing the sound stood a few hundred meters away and looked in this direction.

But no one dared to come forward.

Although the Cold Wind Tiger is dead, its pressure as a ferocious beast on Qianyuan Island has not yet dissipated.

The pressure they felt up close was much more real and powerful than they had imagined, and these cultivators instantly became timid.

In addition, Su Linghan killed the Cold Wind Tiger alone, which was beyond the expectations of most cultivators.

I thought both sides would suffer losses, but in the end, all sides were killed.

You have to know that the dead Frost Wind Tiger on the ground is a seventh-level monster, and its strength is comparable to that of a Divine Immortal Lord. Anyone who can kill the Frost Wind Tiger single-handedly, even if he is seriously injured, is definitely not that easy to deal with.

Furthermore, although he did not participate much in the battle, Ling Cang still transformed into his original form in advance, ready to support Su Linghan at any time.

At this moment, the equally huge flying winged tiger was standing majestically beside Su Linghan, full of protection.

Although it restrained its aura, the huge body it deliberately maintained and its wings spread out made it look even more imposing than the Fengfeng Tiger on the ground.

This made it even more difficult for any cultivator to act rashly.

When Lin Xia arrived, the cultivators watching from a distance thought that Lin Xia was a little golden elixir who was tired of living and went out to seek death.

Many cultivators couldn't even bear to watch, fearing that if they turned around they would see Lin Xia being torn to pieces by the flying winged tiger.

But I never expected that they were actually in the same group.

In particular, the flying winged tiger stretched lazily when it saw Lin Xia arriving.

Then, two palm-sized jade bottles came out of his mouth.

When they saw the two jade bottles clearly, many monks widened their eyes in shock.

Those cultivators knew better than Lin Xia what was in these two jade bottles.

They arrived a little earlier than Lin Xia. At that time, the Cold Wind Tiger had just been killed by the male cultivator who exuded an icy aura. Under the gaze of everyone, the flying winged tiger took out two jade bottles from the storage ring hanging around its neck and collected the Cold Wind Tiger's blood without leaking a single drop.

Judging from the situation, it was collected for this female cultivator, and now he is obviously trying to take credit for it!

Ahhh! That's the blood of a seventh-rank demon beast! It's worth a lot of spirit stones! Many talisman masters would fight tooth and nail to buy it.

At this time, almost all the cultivators stared at Lin Xia with envy, jealousy and hatred.

Oh well, never mind. Who told them they didn't have such a powerful contracted spirit beast?!

The corpse of the seventh-level monster can no longer be counted on, but the spiritual herbs in the central area can still be hoped for.

Without the existence of the Cold Wind Tiger, the biggest crisis in the central area of ​​Thousand Source Island disappeared.

After realizing this, many cultivators no longer coveted the corpse of the Linfeng Tiger, nor did they envy Lin Xia for being able to obtain the blood of the seventh-level monster, and they quickly flew away.

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