Ling Feng in the secret realm was spreading joy in various tricks at this time.

Thousands of beast cores have been collected in the storage ring, crushed all the way, and even some spirit beasts, such as saber-toothed pigs and giant horned deer, were directly taken by him.

Under the order of the little broken tail, the golden-crowned poisonous python began to sweep the outer valley with his subordinates, and it was bound to dominate the world.

The red-clawed wolf clan and the Xuanshui crocodile clan, which used to compete with the poisonous python clan, were all wiped out.

Those beast cores began to be sent to Ling Feng's hands continuously, and the beast cores in his hands increased rapidly at a geometric speed.

On the sixth day.

There were some Shangsanyuan disciples who couldn't wait impatiently, trying to enter the outer valley again, wanting to continue hunting spirit beasts.

But it's a pity that the end is that they were immediately besieged by the poisonous python clan who were eyeing them, and they all failed miserably and avoided in embarrassment.

Ram Xiu and Leng Zhiyuan couldn't help it for a long time, relying on the strength of their own strength, they were fighting hard in the outer valley, but obviously had little effect.

Ram Xiudong hid and came to the territory of the red-clawed wolf, and the low-level spirit beasts disappeared in large numbers for some reason, becoming extremely difficult to find, and he could only take the risk to hunt these more fierce red-clawed wolves.

But after entering the territory of the red-clawed wolf, the scene in front of him made him dumbfounded.

The territory was quiet, and the corpses of countless red-clawed wolves fell to the ground, and those red-clawed wolves were all corroded by venom and only a pair of skeletons remained.

Where is there still a wolf, not even a wolf hair has been touched.

A few silver-crowned poisonous pythons appeared, frightening him to dodge in a hurry.

Leng Zhiyuan came to the vicinity of a waterhole and secretly approached the territory of the Xuanshui crocodile.

I saw the corpses of crocodiles on the water with their white bellies, crowding the waterhole.

The heads of the crocodiles were bitten off, the corpses were rotting and swollen, and the entire polluted waterhole was stinking.

Leng Zhiyuan's face almost squeezed out bitter water, leaving a sigh in the air, and he had no choice but to leave slowly.

A wisp of smoke rose from the forest.

Leng Zhiyuan twitched his nose and sniffed.

"Hmm? Who the is so heartless and heartless, and now they still want to eat? Seeing that they can't pass the assessment, they are really heartless. ”

On the other hand, Ram Xiu also smelled a fragrance, and he was disdainful in his heart, such a guy really doesn't want to be motivated!

But there was a gurgling sound in his stomach, and there was an honest hunger pang, and he swallowed hard.

Many adventurous Shangsanyuan disciples were like the two of them, and for several days in a row, fierce and tense continuous battles, making them hungry and tired for a long time, at this time they smelled a fragrance, but they were hungry.

But at this time, who is in the mood to think about eating?

Ling Feng had been busy all morning, and the bonfire on the ground supported the shelves.

The fire was burning, and there was a bird-like spirit beast roasted on the fire, the blue crystal magic goose.

"If you have a pair of wings, you should be braised in the red. The conditions are tough, and the barbecue is substituted. ”

Ling Feng was leisurely barbecuing, the grease dripping from the blue crystal demon goose in the firelight emitted an attractive aroma, the spirit beast was worthy of being a spirit beast, the smell was not ordinary incense, and the smell spread all over the radius of more than ten miles.

The little broken tail next to him spit out a long little tongue, and the little bean looked at the cooked meat without blinking, and his saliva was about to stay.

"Don't worry, no one will rob you of the chicken butt. ”

Ling Feng said 'boldly'.

The little broken tail immediately flattened his mouth and glanced at the guy who was picking the door angrily.

Then drooling again, waiting for the 'chicken butt'.

Ling Feng glanced at the information ranking on the jade slip, Xi Xiangnan and Mo Yu were still tied for first place, and the disciples of Tianxuan Yuan were far ahead.

However, due to Ling Feng's wanton hunting, those high-level spirit beasts were competing for territory at the same time, killing each other.

The progress of everyone's beast core began to slow down, and the numbers on the jade slip gradually stopped.

Ling Feng and Little Broken Tail feasted, and the two guys burped and shyly began the afternoon harvest with satisfaction.

By dusk, Ling Feng had already collected more than 1,600 beast cores in his hands.

"Little guy, it's almost time, see how much the big guy of the Golden Crown Python gets?"

Hearing Ling Feng's words, Little Broken Tail let out a burst of 'snake whisper', penetrating the dense forest and scattering.

Not long after, the golden-crowned poisonous python of more than ten zhang brought two high-grade silver-crowned poisonous pythons to them.

With a large mouth, a large pile of beast cores was spit out from the mouths of the three pythons, piled up as high as a small mountain.

Ling Feng counted it, and there were more than two thousand four hundred.

"Well, yes, the results of the battle, the results are gratifying, and I will award you a big red flower for encouragement!"

Ling Feng casually inserted a wildflower into the crown of the golden-crowned poisonous python.

The tall golden-crowned poisonous python, the king of the Secret Snake Valley, has a red flower on his head, how awkward it is, how ugly it is.

The golden-crowned poisonous python looked at the little broken tail sadly, and did not dare to resist.

Little Broken Tail just grinned silly, ignoring its displeasure.

Ling Feng looked at it for a long time and finally understood the proverb.

"A flower was stuck in cow dung. ”

"The assessment time is almost up, the spirit beasts have been swept away, little broken tails, let them withdraw!"

When the golden-crowned poisonous python heard that they could call it a day, as if it had been liberated, it happily circled around Ling Feng twice, rubbed lightly on him twice, as if thanking, and then led his men back to the inner valley.

Ling Feng carried the 'roast chicken' and walked in the direction of Mo Yu and the others.

Chased and killed by Ram Xiu, they met by chance on the way, the situation was urgent, there was no time to say hello, they were still worried about themselves, and now Ling Feng was going to meet them.

In the forest, carrying roast chicken in one hand and chewing chicken legs in the other, Ling Feng's face was full of oil.

A figure appeared in front of him, his clothes were luxurious, but his face was already tattered and full of embarrassment.

"Disciple of Shangsanyuan, hehe, it seems that my first transaction is coming. ”

Ling Feng walked over loudly, and the disciples of the Heavenly Quan Yuan were stunned for a moment when they saw Ling Feng, and then spoke in disdain.

"Are you giving up the assessment?" and are you ready to accept the cruel reality?"

As soon as the other party saw that he didn't hurry up to hunt the beast core, and was still in the mood to eat roast chicken, he naturally thought that Ling Feng had completely given up the assessment.

When he was disdainful in his heart, this Tianquan Yuan disciple swallowed his saliva fiercely.

He hadn't known what the smell of meat was for several days, when had they, the children of the nobility who had been clothed and fed since childhood, suffered like this?

"Seeing that you are from the Third Garden, have you made up enough beast cores?"

Ling Feng didn't answer directly, just asked rhetorically.

A look of pride immediately appeared on the other party's face, and he said, "My Tianquan Yuan's is only eight beast cores left. ”

Although he tried his best to put on a superior expression, his yellow-skinned face and swallowing saliva made him look funny.

Ling Feng deliberately showed a look of envy, and then took a bite of the fragrant chicken leg in front of the disciple.

"Eight beast cores, there is only one day left before the end of the assessment, where do you go to find eight beast cores?"

As soon as these words came out, the other party's face darkened directly, and it was really a pot that could not be opened.

Although the beast tide riot in this outer valley had passed, he had not found a single spirit beast for the whole afternoon.

Eight beast cores, where can he go to find them?

"I happen to have eight beast cores here, and I can't pass the assessment anyway, so why don't I sell them to you?"

Seeing that the other party took the bait, Ling Feng said when he saw the opportunity.