I, Shushan Juggernaut, signed in Jianzhong for a hundred years

Most of them are rabbits, mice, common birds, squirrels and the like.

But it was because of these inconspicuous ordinary animals that Yang Chen had a general understanding of the current environment and this nameless barren mountain.

Especially within ten miles of his cave territory, a wise beast lord who also possessed monster power gradually made him think.

"Use these beasts and spirits that also have demonic powers to understand their cultivation methods, or use them to create and perfect your own method of tiger howling."

Yang Chen squeezed his paws, feeling the abundant strength on his legs and the increasingly stronger muscles, a sense of self-confidence and heroism spontaneously emerged.

This is all the result of his use of monster power and kung fu practice, which is much faster than blindly growing or devouring flesh and blood.

Tiger Roaring Mountains.

Since he, Yang Chen, happened to be a tiger in this world by chance, even if it was a short-term test, he would naturally have the demeanor of a tiger.

And the strangest thing is that he hasn't signed in to the system, many treasures, or the six realms of heaven and earth recently.

On the contrary, it allowed his mind to be emptied and purified, and even the source of his spiritual power was also somewhat purified.

So even if he is limited by his weak body so far, he can't use much mental power, the microscopic world that can be observed by mental power can only be within ten meters around his body, and it won't work any farther away.

But it also gave him a more pure and perfect feeling than before, as if the amount of one serving was equivalent to the amount of ten servings in the past.

You must know that his current body is just an ordinary tiger's body, not the body of a golden fairy that has been strengthened many times and tempered by kung fu laws.

"A man's life is as it should be."

"A misfortune is a blessing, a blessing is a misfortune. This test is really extraordinary."

A pure thought flashed in his mind, Yang Chen suddenly jumped up, moved his powerful tiger claws, and walked towards the ten-mile radius of the territory he was in charge of.

He wanted to capture that essence beast and ask him to see if he knew the environment of this mountain and the name of this world.

As for the transformation or something.

He doesn't know what to do right now.

The growing monster power is only tempering his body and strengthening his spirit.

It doesn't seem to be as multilateral as he imagined.

In a place with ancient trees in the deep mountains and deep vegetation, in front of a slope that seemed to be arched by some wild beast.

A figure quickly stepped over here, carrying a line of fishy smell, leaving two deep paw prints, crossed the slope, and the figure stopped.

Yang Chen stood erect on a relatively clean piece of grass on the slope, his two huge tiger eyes carefully scanned the surrounding grass and trees.

An arched cave is just below the slope of the earth, and it is still exuding a foul smell.

"Presumably this is the place where the beast that has already begun to produce demon power, which may be called a little demon, lives."

With vigorous steps, Yang Chen began to look for the beast that only emitted monster power on this slope, and also emitted his own monster power.

As long as they are beasts and spirits, they will react when a foreign beast invades their territory.

Unless he wants to give up the territory and residence that he has stayed in for a long time.

as predicted.

Not long after, due to the influence of the demon power, a wild boar hunting not far away realized that something was wrong in the place where he lived, and a ray of abnormal demon power kept provoking there.

This made the wild boar put down the wild fruit in its mouth, white air was constantly sprayed out from its rough nostrils, and it ran back towards the slope with a whimper.

Seeing it was a colorful tiger, the wild boar subconsciously stopped, and stopped in the distance, with two big eyes like black grapes, turning non-stop, as if thinking whether to come back?

After all, tigers are inherently extremely deterrent to other ordinary beasts.

As the king of beasts, even a tiger that has not become a spirit makes other animals that have become spirits fearful.

But gradually, the wild boar discovered that the monster power emanating from Yang Chen's body was not grand, and didn't pose much threat.

And it seems that it is still in the growth stage, and its size is more than half smaller than him.

The key is that it seems that there is only one breath of the little tiger, and there is no big tiger watching from behind.

This also made the wild boar's mind come alive, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then a torrent of anger rushed into his heart.

What a big cat, he dared to run out and occupy his territory before he grew up.

You must know that since he became a ghost, the territory with a radius of more than 20 miles has basically been under his control.

Although in this nameless barren mountain, the land of more than 20 miles is a fart, and the beast spirits stronger than wild boars do not know where to go.

But the wild boar is also a powerful spirit monster lord who thinks he is one side.

How could it be occupied by a young tiger who had just been born with demonic power?

"Wow, you are such a nasty cat, how dare you come to occupy your grandpa pig's territory, let's see how I push you up to the sky and clean you up properly."

There was a flash of inspiration in the wild boar's eyes, white air puffed out from his nostrils, he moved his big pig's hooves, and arched his head towards Yang Chen who was on the slope.

At first glance, the momentum is really full.

Wherever wild boars passed, the dry grass and bushes under their feet were ground into flat ground.

At the same time, the monster power emanating from the wild boar also enhanced its defense and aura to a certain extent.

"Oh, this is a wild boar that has become a monster. It's so big, I'm afraid it can be compared to a small truck."

"But dare to call yourself Grandpa Pig, and dare to open your mouth and scold yourself all the time."

Seeing the wild boar rushing, Yang Chen was not in a hurry, but blew on his big paw.

Facing the wild boar that was about to rush to break through, it was a heavy slap.

"Clap!"

The wild boar was hit directly on the head with a thick claw, which made him dizzy, and fell to the side in a daze, and the violent momentum disappeared instantly.

Isn't this a kitten?A tiger cub that hasn't grown up has so much strength.

The wild boar shook its head, stood up again with difficulty, looked at Yang Tian who was combing his paws slowly on the slope, as if mocking him.

I can't help feeling anger from my heart, strength from my body.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhdhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?" See how I deal with you."

The wild boar uttered some indistinct words and roars, and rushed up again, waving the pig's thighs.

What greeted him was another slap that Yang Chen had prepared for a long time ago.

Anyway, he is also a powerful cultivator who is proficient in martial arts and skills, even if he is limited by the current lack of strength, he can only rely on the physique of a tiger and the strength of a thousand catties.

However, he was somewhat sure of dealing with a wild boar that only knew how to run wild.

"Snapped…"

This time, the wild boar was directly thrown out, and the sharp fangs on its mouth were a little crooked.

The wild boar understood now.

Yang Chen was simply pretending to be a little Mengxin who didn't understand anything, deliberately fooling him, an old man, into playing tricks, so as to bully him.

"Hey, this guy is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, no, he is pretending to be a tiger and eating a pig."

"I have to slip away. As for this site, he can give it to him if he likes it."

The wild boar got up without saying a word and rushed outside, not caring about its high swollen mouth and crooked fangs.

Although he only knows about rampage, he knows which animals can provoke and which animals cannot.

Knowing that he can't beat Yang Chen, but still rushing up, isn't that bringing dinner to him?

"Yeah, good guy, you actually know how to run for your life. I'm really interested in this monster."

Although Yang Chen couldn't understand what the wild boar was humming, he seemed to see what the aura in the wild boar's eyeballs was thinking.

This guy was the sharpest and slipperiest animal he had ever seen.

Run if you can't beat it.

It doesn't stop at all, and there is no sense of territory.

"Roar!"

"Taste my tiger roar!"

Yang Chen stood erect on the hillside, his body was even and steady, he opened his fangs and mouth, and a force surged out from under his throat.

Impressively, it is one of the tiger's attack methods, the tiger roars in the mountains and forests.

The powerful tiger's roar was like a solid sound wave, continuously coming out of Yang Chen's mouth, vibrating the surrounding mountains, forests, and vegetation.

"It hurts me to death."

The wild boar, as the creature hit by the sound wave, seemed to have a brick in its head, dangling non-stop, even the demon power in its body couldn't stop the sound wave from rushing into the ears.

The shaking made him listless and his head ached.

When the sound waves that hurt the ears suddenly stopped, the wild boar only felt a strong murderous intent and death threat.

Looking up, I don't know when there was a sharp claw on my neck.

And the little tiger who was still roaring on the hillside just now rushed up to him and held him down.

"It's really cunning. This is the first time that Uncle Zhu has seen such a cunning tiger."

The more the wild boar thought about it, the more angry he became. When he was angry, the threat of death that Yang Chen brought to him was much smaller.

Obviously, he is two meters tall, and wisdom and demonic power are born in his body.

How could it be controlled by a little tiger.

No way, I am so mad at you.

A pair of pig eyes of the wild boar burst out with a ray of black light, aiming at Yang Chen standing in front of him, suddenly turned into light and blasted out.

Yang Chen stretched out his hand subconsciously.

No, it stretched out its claws to cover its eyes and resist the strong black light.

The strong black light made everyone dizzy in all directions, as if there were several wild boars running around.

"Is this the natural ability of this wild boar?"

"A pure demon has stronger abilities, and it also has the talent of the spirit itself."

Yang Chen didn't feel any fear or panic, instead, a trace of curiosity arose in his heart, and he slowly perceived this extraordinary power.

He was becoming more and more curious about the spirits around here.

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