Although the advancement trial ground had a harsh environment, demonic beasts ran rampant, and was filled with all kinds of unpredictable dangers, compared to humans, these demonic beasts were obviously simpler. They didn't have any schemes or schemes, and if they encountered them, they would directly launch the most primitive and the purest battle of life and death. There was no need for excessive battles of wits and courage.
Moreover, as he traveled through the dense forest and mountain range, Long Bufan not only hunted demonic beasts for practical combat training, but also picked many rare spirit herbs and medicinal pills.
"Roar —!"
At this moment, the sun was setting. At the outskirts of a forest that was covered with huge trees and weeds, a furious beast roar suddenly sounded. Immediately, an enormous beast shadow with a ferocious aura rushed out of the forest and broke several huge trees along the way. It suddenly rushed out of the forest.
And when this huge demonic beast rushed out, it could be seen that it was a 200-year-old level four demonic beast, the Netherworld Mystic Tiger.
In the periphery of this mountain range, the Netherworld Mystic Tiger lived here, and could be considered an overlord. Its strength was strong, almost comparable to human peak stage Heavenly Body Tier cultivators. However, at this moment, the tiger beast's running posture was a little disheveled. One could see that its beast body was covered with streaks of hideous bloody wounds, and scarlet blood was gurgling out like water, leaving behind a trail of blood.
In the end, after the Netherworld Mystic Tiger rushed out for a distance, its speed began to slow down. After struggling for a while while panting heavily, it completely fell to the ground with a bang.
When this Netherworld Mystic Tiger fell to the ground, a black figure also suddenly rushed out of the forest, and like a cheetah, landed on the corpse of the Netherworld Mystic Tiger with vigorous movements.
Looking down at this beast's corpse, a hint of a smile appeared on his young face.
The young man's upper body was naked, and some claw marks could faintly be seen on the surface of his body. Obviously, they were wounds caused by the sharp claws of the Netherworld Mystic Tiger when he was fighting with it just now. However, what was surprising was that these hideous wounds seemed to be healing at an inconceivably slow speed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
After a few breaths, other than some bloodstains, there was actually no trace of injury at all.
Although this body didn't have unusually large muscles, it appeared to be well-built. As it stretched, those taut muscles seemed to contain a feeling of explosive power, making people feel a sense of danger when they approached.
This young man was naturally Long Bufan. Since entering the trial ground, he had already cultivated on this completely sealed island for almost five days.
In these five days, in order to head to the plains of the core area, he had been living a primitive life in the wild while passing through the mountain range. At all times, he was engaged in a life and death battle with many Demonic Beasts that wanted to attack him.
Almost every day, they would experience several bitter and bitter battles like the one they had today.
For example, this Netherworld Mystic Tiger in front of him. Its strength was ferocious, and even if an elite in the late stage of the Heavenly Body Tier encountered it, most would choose to avoid it. However, Long Bufan's fighting spirit was high. Once the two sides met, he directly pounced, and began a fierce hand-to-hand battle.
Without the addition of Xiao Bai and Huo Yong, he tangled with it for almost half a day like this, and only completely exhausted this fierce tiger to death before the sky was about to turn dark.
The weak were prey to the strong, and this had always been the iron law of the primitive forest. Experiencing this kind of cruel and bitter battle every day, Long Bufan very obviously had some changes in these five days.
Although that delicate and handsome face was still so gentle and firm on the surface when he smiled, every time his eyes suddenly became cold and fierce, there was a faint trace of a vicious aura that made people's hearts palpitate faintly.
"Chi!"
Long Bufan's expression was indifferent. His palm, wrapped in darkness true energy, directly pierced into the head of the Netherworld Mystic Tiger, and dug out a bloody crystal core. Then, he threw it into his storage bag.
"Whoosh —!"
At this time, a white shadow suddenly swept out from the forest. Its whole body carried the smell of blood, and in its large mouth, there was actually a python demonic beast. However, looking at its soft appearance, it was obviously already dead.
This white beast shadow was Xiao Bai, who had transformed into a nine-tailed fox ferret. Its figure was similar to that of the Netherworld Mystic Tiger, and on its magnificent back, stood a little firebird with a lazy expression.
"Boss, we're finally out." Xiao Bai let go of the python in its mouth, and suddenly jumped onto a nearby rock. Its white eyes looked into the distance, looking at the vast grassland in front of it, and instantly grinned happily.
"Yes, we're out." Long Bufan turned his head, and his gaze was also focused on the grassland in front of him. After five days of living in the forest, they finally arrived at the core area of this island. The next mission was to find the Seven Colored Mystic Tower.
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