After the trade caravan left, the small mountain village returned to its former tranquility and returned to its original rhythm of life.

Old man Pang naturally has the village to take care of, and the family has rich food storage, so there is no need for Pang Yuan to worry about this.

And Pang Yuan unloaded his burden, entered the jungle alone, and headed towards the outside world alone, and finally fulfilled his long-standing wish.

He is now strong and has extremely rich hunting experience, and overcoming all kinds of difficulties is undoubtedly handy, at least in the nearby forests, seas, mountains and rivers, there are almost no fierce beasts that can really threaten him.

At this time, stepping into this boundless jungle, Pang Yuan is really like a tiger, a tiger enters the deep forest, and the dragon returns to the sea.

Walking casually in the jungle, Pang Yuan completely let go of the burden in his heart, and did not need to think about the situation in the village and when he needed to return to various chores, and his steps were extremely relaxed.

Now he only has one goal left, which is to continue his training in the jungle and then go out into the outside world.

During this season, the weather is slowly getting cooler.

The wind is bleak, most of the plants and trees are gradually withering and yellowing, the fallen leaves are colorful, and the vitality of the outside is decaying.

However, there are two sides to the story, and there are also special vegetation in the dense mountain forests that reach their most beautiful season of the year.

The old trees are tall, the layers of maple leaves are dyed red by the dazzling autumn colors, all over the mountains, the fire is like fire, Pang Yuan is touching, it is an overwhelming red tide.

The autumn breeze is cool, and this fiery red penetrates into the eyes, but it seems to carry a strong warmth.

In the boundless forest, there is no one behind, and all kinds of magnificent and charming styles are displayed.

Pang Yuan was in it, getting deeper and deeper, and his heart couldn't help but be deeply fascinated.

Time flies.

A tall and vigorous wild young man walked silently in the secluded dense forest, his hair fluttering, his face stiff, and his expression slightly tired.

His coat was torn and messy, and the leather boots that had been sturdy under his feet were already a little tattered, and he was now stepping heavily on the soft soil.

Not far ahead, between the trees, a narrow stream runs through it, flowing quietly, and the clear splash of water makes people feel happy to see, and the sound of rushing water is extremely crisp.

The water of the creek is extremely clear, and the pebbles underneath are round and smooth, which is pleasing to the eye.

The majestic young man was overjoyed when he saw this, and hurriedly quickened his pace and stepped forward.

Untied the spear tied to his back, Pang Yuan simply squatted down, directly put his hands together and picked up a pinch of water, and put his mouth up to drink bitterly.

"Happy!"

The stream water was clear and cold, and slightly sweet, extremely thirst-quenching, Pang Yuan drank a few big sips in succession, and then stopped.

Wiping a handful of water stains from the corners of his mouth, Pang Yuan picked up the stream water with both hands and splashed it on his face, washing away the dust and filth on his face, and washing away some tiredness.

"Alas~"

With a long sigh, Pang Yuan sat on the ground, his mind turned around, and he sighed with some emotion.

This has been more than half a month since Pang Yuan entered the mountain forest.

In the past half a month, Pang Yuan has experienced a lot, which is far more complicated than he imagined.

His current footsteps were extremely fast, and his stamina was incomparable, and it didn't take long for him to go deeper into the boundless forest, reaching dangerous areas that no hunter in the mountain village had ever set foot in.

In the dark and damp primeval forest, the deeper he went, Pang Yuan faintly found that there were more and more poisonous insects and beasts, and their body sizes also changed, becoming more irritable and more dangerous.

When Pang Yuan walked surrounded by towering giant trees, he had seen more than once hideous poisonous spiders with their bodies stretched out like the size of a basin, bulging abdomen patterns like rings, brilliant colors, and large webs with exaggerated areas spread between the old trees.

The transparent spider silk is extremely thin but extremely tough, weaving large webs that can be used to hunt small animals.

And once the poisonous spider captures the food, the pitch-black mace opens, and a large amount of venom is injected into the prey, and the poor prey will be turned into liquid food within a moment or three.

There are also huge centipedes that quietly move in the grass and dead trees, more than half a meter long, with thick arms, and dense limbs that are completely difficult to count, which makes people see their scalps numb.

Pang Yuan was also a little jealous of this amazing poisonous insect in his heart, although he was not afraid of them, but he was also reluctant to provoke them to verify their toxicity, and most of them were carefully avoided when they encountered them during the journey.

The rations carried in the package were eaten in a few days, and in order not to go hungry, Pang Yuan had to resume his usual hunting career and start killing again.

He fought fiercely against the ferocious wolves in the rainy night, and the wolves frantically tore and gnawed, never dying, although fierce and terrifying.

However, in the battle, Pang Yuan was even better.

Carrying several vicious wolves on his body, Pang Yuan ignored their terrible howls and rushed into the wolves alone.

The big hand ruthlessly smashed the hard head of the leader wolf king, and the wolves collapsed in an instant and fled in all directions.

Pang Yuan also inadvertently intruded into the territory of a colorful tiger, and was suddenly attacked by this beast while resting.

Disturbed the dream and was scratched, the angry Pang Yuan directly turned into a stone man in armor and launched a fierce fight.

This white-fronted tiger in the deep mountains is whistling in action, and its colorful tiger body is huge but agile, and it contains terrifying power. A long howl is enough to make the prey frightened and obediently ambushed.

He can be called the true king of beasts.

However, in this dangerous jungle, Pang Yuan hunted wild beasts, slept in the open air, and constantly fed the war with war, and his own strength was constantly increasing.

Although Pang Yuan surpassed the other two attributes too much for the sake of balance, he didn't want too much difference between the physique attributes, and mainly added the free attributes he obtained to speed and physique.

But even so, as time went by, Pang Yuan had gradually surpassed these top predators in the jungle in all directions.

Blood is splattered, and tiger blood is still warm.

The domineering of the Lion Demon Fist was first revealed, the fist was heavy and ferocious, and after the fierce hand-to-hand combat, a gorgeous thick tiger skin became Pang Yuanxin's collection.

However, to Pang Yuan's annoyance, some of the crockpots and kettles he was carrying with him were also shattered during the attack, and they were no longer usable.

Today, Pang Yuan's food, clothing, housing and transportation are all taken from the vast jungle, and he lives a life that is almost like drinking blood.

Pang Yuan could not forget that after killing the colorful tiger at that time, because he could not find a water source for a long time, in desperation, Pang Yuan had to drink the tiger's blood to quench his thirst.

The warm thick blood forcibly poured into Pang Yuan's throat, the tiger blood was rich in heat, somewhat viscous, and at the same time carried a fishy and rusty smell that was difficult to hide.

Swallowing tiger blood, eating raw meat, and experiencing that unique feeling for the first time made Pang Yuan unforgettable.

What pleases Pang Yuan is that this kind of life of drinking blood has the artistic conception of returning to nature, fighting with the sky, the earth, and the beasts.

The whole person seems to have undergone a strange baptism, the momentum is different, more and more wild, revealing a ferocious aura.

Moreover, Pang Yuan was also pleasantly surprised to find that the operation of the Jushi Gong and the Lion Demon Fist was more rapid than usual, and the progress was obvious.

In particular, the progress of the Lion Demon Fist is different, and there is an increasingly pressing momentum when the fist intent operates. Read the latest chapters, stay tuned