All things have spirits, and spirit animals are no exception. www.biquge.info The moment the colorful tiger was killed by Zhou Cheng, many spirit beasts felt the destruction of the colorful tiger. The colorful tiger is dead, and the throne in the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain is vacant. The opportunity is imminent, and countless spirit beasts will take this opportunity to risk their lives.

In the forest, the hunting wind gusted, and the spirit beast roared. All kinds of spirit beasts passed through the valley of the sheep's intestines and marched towards the hinterland one after another. The land of yellow sand that passed through the valley of the sheep's intestine was now dusty, and the yellow sand was splashed everywhere. The nests of fire ants were razed to the ground under the trampling of countless spirit beasts. Panicked fire ants scurry around, looking for a safe territory.

Spirit beasts are surging on the ground, and the sky is also densely populated with spirit birds. Birds of prey such as eagles, harriers, owls, and eagles have already engaged in fierce competition, and feathers fall from the sky like snowflakes. At the same time, it was accompanied by bursts of blood mist and the wails of losers.

Zhou Cheng, who was just about to go down the mountain, suddenly felt a tremor under his feet, as if the sky was falling apart. This feeling is even more shocking than the roar of the colorful tiger before.

Zhou Cheng couldn't help but raise his eyes, but saw the eagle harrier flying in the air, wailing. When he looked down the mountain again, Zhou Cheng couldn't help but gasp. I saw that the mountain was already full of spirit beasts.

At this time, the foot of the mountain has become a huge battlefield. All sorts of spirit beasts roared, bitten, wailed, and twitched.

Looking at the chaotic situation in front of him, Zhou Cheng suddenly dispelled the idea of going down the mountain. Judging by the current form, staying at the top of this mountain is the best choice.

The battle at the foot of the mountain was still fierce, and the temptation of the King of Beasts was incomparably great. Many spirit beasts continued to fall in pools of blood, and the foot of the mountain soon had corpses all over the field, and blood flowed like a river.

A tall and mighty figure appeared in Zhou Cheng's field of vision, and Zhou Cheng took a closer look, it was the wolf king of the white wolf pack.

It has to be said that the battle was both brutal and bloody. Those who are not strong are finally eliminated from the competition, and they will die on the spot, or they will retreat in the face of difficulties. Now in the entire battlefield, only the White Wolf King is left to lead a group of white wolves to compete with a black bear.

The White Wolf King's injuries had obviously affected its combat effectiveness. After a few rounds, the White Wolf King had a few more bloody cuts on his body. Zhou Cheng wanted to rush down to help when he saw this situation, but he still held back. After all, this is a battle for the throne between spirit beasts, even if he helps the White Wolf King climb the throne, will the other spirit beasts in the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain be sincere to him?

At this moment, the White Wolf King can only rely on himself and his species. But the wolf king fell into a disadvantage at the moment, and he seemed to be a little physically exhausted. Zhou Cheng could only stand on the mountain and stand by, but he was extremely anxious in his heart.

The black bear with a big waist and a round waist is extremely powerful and brave. Despite this, its movements are not as agile as those of the White Wolf King. After a few rounds, the White Wolf King, who was at a disadvantage, seemed to have seen through the weakness of the black bear. When the black bear pounced on it again, it fell to the ground. The black bear thought that the victory was in hand, and when he waved his paws and slapped at the wolf king, the wolf king bit its neck.

The wolf king's strength was so great that after a bite, its head flicked, and a large piece of flesh was torn off along with its fur. A stream of bright red blood gushed out of the black bear's neck.

The black bear used his last strength to swing his paws and slam it at the head of the wolf king, who was in danger. At this time, the remnant-eared wolf pounced and bit the black bear's paw. The black bear was in pain and threw the remnant-eared wolf out heavily. But at this moment, the White Wolf King had already escaped from under the black bear's claws.

The throat of the black bear has been bitten by the White Wolf King, and the slap just now has naturally become the end of the crossbow. It staggered to its feet and tried to continue attacking, but its body fell to the ground with a clamour.

The remnant-eared wolf that was thrown out by the black bear swayed to his feet and cautiously walked to the black bear's side. After confirming that the black bear was really dead, it glanced at the wolf king and signaled that the wolf king had won the war.

Seeing that the wolf king won, Zhou Cheng's hanging heart finally let go. He understood that from this moment on, the White Wolf King had truly replaced the Colorful Tiger and became the king of this Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain.

The White Wolf King, who was soaked in blood, walked up to a boulder and raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar. Suddenly, the white wolves who survived this battle all looked up to the sky and roared. This is a celebration after the war, and it is also a vent for the rest of the life after the catastrophe.

With the roar of the wolves, the entire Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain suddenly fell silent. Those injured spirit beasts also crouched on the ground one after another, their eyes full of fear and worship for the new king.

Zhou Cheng came down from the mountain, and the whole scene was more real than what he saw on the mountain. He patted the wolf king on the head: "You have become the king of all beasts, congratulations." ”

When the wolf king saw Zhou Cheng coming back safely, he let out a long howl again. Zhou Cheng smiled, broke a small piece of Colorful Lingzhi from the Storage Palace, and fed it to the Wolf King's mouth.

"After eating this colorful lingzhi, your injuries should heal soon." Zhou Cheng looked at the departing wolf king and said to himself.

Looking at the corpses of spirit beasts everywhere, Zhou Cheng couldn't help but feel excited in his heart: "Hahaha, how many spirit cores can be taken from the corpses of so many spirit beasts." It's not easy to hunt one head in normal times, but I didn't expect that this time it would take no effort to get it. It's all mine, it's all mine! ”

With so many spirit beasts and so many spirit cores, Zhou Cheng really didn't know where to start for a while. But he's not a hesitant person, so does he need to think about this? It must be a high-level and small number of spirit beasts. The black bear that competed with the White Wolf King for the throne became Zhou Cheng's first target.

"The spirit core of the Iron Feather Eagle, I want it. The spirit core of the five-flower leopard is also gone! The spirit core of the two-headed snake also needs ・・・・・・" In just half an hour, Zhou Chengcheng has already taken a large number of spirit cores of rare and exotic beasts. Fortunately, he has a storage palace, otherwise he wouldn't be able to carry so many spirit cores on his back.

Although these spirit beasts and spirit cores may not be worth mentioning among the disciples in the inner room, they are treasures that everyone is vying to have among the disciples in the outer room. Moreover, if these spirit cores are placed in normal times, it will take a lot of effort to obtain them. Unexpectedly, this sudden beast tide was cheaper than Zhou Cheng, and Zhou Cheng couldn't stop for such a good thing.

The spirit cores of the Storage Palace were quickly piled up into a small mountain, and Zhou Cheng was secretly refreshed in his heart: "Haha, I am now the one who has the most spirit cores among the disciples of the entire outer room." I'm a rich man now!"

I have to say that Zhou Cheng's harvest for completing this mission is huge, but Lingzun has never appeared. Even when the mysterious woman appeared, Lingzun did not appear, which really made Zhou Cheng depressed for a while. However, the depression is short-lived, and there are still so many lower-level spirit cores waiting to be retrieved, how can Zhou Cheng have the leisure time to worry about Lingzun.

What Zhou Cheng didn't know was that the disciples of the four camps in the southeast, northwest, and northwest of the outer chamber of the Xuanjian Sect also heard the wind, and after the beast tide, they rushed towards the hinterland of the Ten Thousand Beast Mountain.

There were many spirit beasts that were trampled to death along the way, which also caused some people to fight. But experienced people ignore these old sesame rotten grains, and they are very clear in their hearts: "The big watermelon is ahead!" ”

The corpses of spirit beasts all over the mountains really did not disappoint everyone, and more and more people joined the team to collect spirit cores. Zhou Cheng had no objection to this, after all, the spirit core of the top spirit beast had been dug up by him, and there were only a few left. Besides, the spirit beasts in this mountain of ten thousand beasts were not raised by him.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded behind Zhou Cheng: "Boy, the spirit core of the Golden Leopard is mine, you stop me!" ”

This voice was extremely familiar, Zhou Cheng turned his head to look at it, and couldn't help sneering in his heart: "Hmph, it seems that the beating last time was not comfortable enough." ”