Turning a few hills, Yu Sanjin saw from a distance that a golden giant tiger the size of a buffalo was lying on its stomach resting in a clump of ferns, its eyes slightly closed, and its nose came out with a wheezing sound.

Sure enough, this is a low-level mid-stage Howling Moon Spirit Tiger, which belongs to the adult stage, and it is also a male tiger, and its combat power is even higher than that of the sixth-layer monk of Lingyun.

The cultivation of the remaining three catties is the consummation of the seventh layer of the spirit cloud, if you use the true qi to exert your magical powers, it is easy to defeat this Xiaoyue Spirit Tiger.

But his purpose this time is to temper his body by fighting with demon beasts, obviously he can't rely on true qi and supernatural powers, doing so is not refining his body, but hunting.

Yu Sanjin didn't alarm the Howling Moon Spirit Tiger, withdrew a mile away, and took out a piece of barbecue meat from the storage bag of the mid-level early stage Gangfeng Thunder Elephant, which he had obtained from hunting with the Rammer King Kong before, and roasted it early and stored it so that he could eat it at any time.

Eating a whole piece of Thunder Elephant Meat, Yu Sanjin felt that the blood qi of his whole body was boiling, and a scorching sensation filled his veins, which was the energy of Thunder Elephant's flesh and blood, fermenting in his body.

Yu Sanjin did not delay, cast a void sweep, and soon came to the place where the Howling Moon Spirit Tiger lived, and roared: "Evil beast, come and fight with me!"

The Howling Moon Spirit Tiger had already sniffed the breath of a human, and crawled up from the fern bushes, glaring at a pair of ferocious eyes, and let out a roar.

It was intimidated by Yu Sanjin's cultivation and hesitated a little, but by his provocation, coupled with his already extremely tyrannical temperament, he suddenly became furious, jumped up from the ground violently, and pounced on Yu Sanjin.

Yu Sanjin did not retreat but advanced, kicked with both feet, and rushed towards the Xiaoyue Spirit Tiger, not using the True Qi, but purely relying on the strength of the flesh, he resisted the front paws of the Spirit Tiger with his bare hands, but was pushed out a few feet away by a strong force.

This Xiaoyue Spirit Tiger is really strong in the flesh, and the strength is infinite, although Yu Sanjin did not use his true qi, but during this period of time, he has eaten so much demon beast flesh and blood, and the strength of his body is not what it used to be, if it is against Huo Dashan that day, he can be beaten with one punch.

But against this Howling Moon Spirit Tiger, it was completely unable to compete, and both in strength and physical strength, it was at an absolute disadvantage.

The front foot of the Xiaoyue Spirit Tiger was grabbed by Yu Sanjin, and he suddenly jumped like thunder, turned his head and opened his hideous mouth, and bit Yu Sanjin's neck with one hand.

Yu Sanjin hurriedly avoided the vital point, but his movements were still a little slower, and the skin and flesh of his cheeks were scratched by the sharp teeth of the Xiaoyue Spirit Tiger, and the blood flowed.

Xiaoyue Linghu missed a blow, and the hind foot exerted force violently, and the center of gravity of the entire body had more than 1,000 catties, all of which were pressed on Yu Sanjin's hands.

Yu Sanjin gritted his teeth and resisted the spirit tiger to the death, although this kind of wrestling was very tiring, but it was of great benefit to him to absorb the essence of the demon beast flesh and blood in his body and polish his body.

Linghu didn't overwhelm Yu Sanjin, he became more violent, his hind feet were stunned, he changed his support to dragging, and rolled backwards on the spot.

Yu Sanjin was unprepared for a while, his hands were loosened, and he was dragged into the air by the spirit tiger and flew up, falling into a pile of thorns, embarrassed.

Although it was unfavorable to be out of the school, Yu Sanjin was very happy, because after this struggle, he could clearly feel the boiling blood qi in his body, condensed into his limbs and bones, and the flesh and blood all over his body turned red and became hotter.

Xiaoyue Linghu saw Yu Sanjin fall into the downwind, and a cold light appeared in his eyes, and then he pounced on Yu Sanjin, wanting to take advantage of the victory to pursue.

Yu Sanjin transported the blood qi of his whole body to his arms, and the muscles of his hands suddenly burst out, full of a sense of strength. He put his hands together, like a double dragon going out to sea, and struck Linghu's head with a condensing fist.

On the side of the spirit tiger's head, his fists flashed, and his front paws grabbed Yu Sanjin's arms, and his skin suddenly opened and blood was dripping.

Yu Sanjin endured the pain, grabbed the claws of the spirit tiger, shook it on the spot, and threw it out a few feet away.

Linghu roared and jumped up, rushed towards Yu Sanjin in a frenzied manner, directly knocked him to the ground, opened his big mouth and bit it.

Yu Sanjin hurriedly turned over on the spot, pressed the spirit tiger under him, and punched it on the chin, causing its open mouth to close.

The spirit tiger was in pain, and his four claws moved together, grabbing Yu Sanjin's body, scratching his whole body clothes to pieces, and leaving deep bone scars on his body, and blood gushing out of it.

Yu Sanjin took off the tiger claws, jumped away, and hurriedly retreated, this time the injury was more serious, and there were bursts of hot pain from those wounds, and he had to swallow the pill to heal the wounds.

But it's also strange to say, Yu Sanjin shed so much blood, but he didn't feel weak, but there was a stirring power, which was slowly deposited in his body, thinking about it, it must be the flesh and blood of the demon beast that had been accumulated for a long time, and after this polishing, it gradually condensed the essence and replenished it into Yu Sanjin's body.

And those wounds quickly stopped bleeding on their own, although they did not heal, they could clearly feel that there was a magical self-healing power on them, which was ten times stronger than before the body refining.

Yu Sanjin finally understood why so many people wanted to refine their bodies, because body refining cultivators were not only physically strong, but most importantly, they had too much self-healing ability that surpassed ordinary monks.

Linghu saw that Yu Sanjin was difficult, and he also became cautious, his eyes were fixed on Yu Sanjin, and he pressed up step by step, but he did not attack rashly.

The flesh and blood of the thunder elephant in Yu Sanjin's body had only partially digested, so he naturally would not stop there, and took the initiative to rush towards the spirit tiger, and one person and one tiger scuffled in the woods.

At the beginning, Yu Sanjin was completely at a disadvantage due to his strength and speed being weaker than Linghu's, and his physical body was not strong enough.

Gradually, Yu Sanjin found that the strength of his body, with continuous polishing, slowly improved, and began to have the power to fight back, beating the spirit tiger several times to scream, obviously suffering a lot of losses.

In the end, Yu Sanjin refined all the Thunder Elephant flesh and blood essence into his body, and the explosive power of his body was close to that of the Spirit Tiger, and he began to gain the upper hand, beating the Spirit Tiger back step by step.

It was a slow process, and Yu Sanjin didn't know how long the fight had been, about ten hours.

Since the Thunder Elephant is a demon beast in the early stage of the middle level, its flesh and blood essence is so abundant, and the absorption of the remaining three catties is slow, so it naturally takes a long process.

Of course, if it weren't for the continuous replenishment of energy by the Thunder Elephant's flesh and blood, the remaining three catties would definitely not be able to withstand such a long battle.

Linghu saw that he couldn't beat Yu Sanjin, and began to retreat to the side timidly, this is the instinctive reaction of the demon beast, and it is also the law of survival in nature, when encountering an opponent stronger than himself, he can only choose to flee for his life.

Yu Sanjin didn't chase it, after all, this spirit tiger had been cultivating with him for so long, and he had no merit and hard work. Moreover, there is no shortage of such low-grade demon beast flesh and blood at the moment, so there is no need to kill them all.

Seeing that the sun was about to set, Yu Sanjin did not rush back to the Monkey Valley, but dug a cave large enough to accommodate himself in a big tree and hid in it.

The primeval forest at night is the most terrifying, many powerful monsters will take the opportunity to come out to forage, especially some bird-like monsters, the combat power is extremely strong, and can fly in the air, it is very difficult to deal with, once encountered, there will be a life crisis.

There are also some high-grade demon beasts, such as the demon beasts above the early stage of the middle level, with the current cultivation of Yu Sanjin, they are far from being able to deal with them, so they can only avoid them.

Drilling into the tree hole, Yu Sanjin laid a few simple prohibitions, and then escaped into the world of Qiankun.

After fighting for more than a dozen hours in a row, he felt a little tired, and used the water control technique to clean his body, and at the same time treated the wounds on his body, and then he built a real fire and began to barbecue.

Although there was still a lot of Thunder Elephant barbecue left in the storage bag, this kind of mid-level early stage demon beast, the flesh essence was too violent, and it was not suitable as a food for the stomach.

Moreover, those thunder elephant barbecue meat is not freshly roasted after all, although it is not difficult to bite, but it is shriveled and has a very poor taste, and foodies like Yu Sanjin will naturally not be satisfied with this kind of food once they are at leisure.

When the meat of the Qiluo Spirit Falcon on the real fire is roasted to a browned brown, the fat overflows on it, and a rich meat aroma is emitted.

Yu Sanjin took it off, and he was not afraid of the heat, so he directly tore off one of his thighs, devoured it, and drank a few sips of monkey wine at intervals, which was as happy as a fairy.

When the wine was full, Yu Sanjin burped and stretched his waist, but he felt a little sleepy.

Since entering the cultivation realm, he rarely wanted to sleep, thinking that it was because the previous fight was too intense, and his body instinctively reacted, and he needed to replenish his consumption through sleep.

Yu Sanjin didn't bother, immediately found a comfortable position, and soon fell asleep......