This is a mountain tiger, a spiritual beast at the level of "concentration". Its body is like a big mountain, and its huge power makes it irresistible as long as it walks out of the Silent Mountain.

People in the village don’t know the Mountain Tiger, which is the king deep in the Silent Mountain. For them, their interaction with the Silent Mountain in this life is limited to picking up some broken bones of spiritual beasts outside the mountain.

Then take a look at the magic mountain from a distance.

If they happened to see a spiritual beast rushing out of the magic mountain at this time, their lives would probably end here.

The piece of life soul that Huang Shan found in the headman's house of Lingwang Village before belonged to the roaring armored beast. That kind of spiritual beast was very powerful in their opinion, but it only reached the level of destroying spirits.

According to the division of this world, the four levels of "spirit" are swallowing spirits, sensing spirits, controlling spirits, and destroying spirits. The village chief of Lingwang Village is at the level of controlling spirits. Compared with the roaring armored beast that destroys spirits, it is still

A big difference.

The roaring armored beast is invincible in the thirty-sixth village. But above the spiritual realm, it is a god! The roaring armored beast is really vulnerable to the mountain tiger at the concentration level.

When such a giant beast arrived in the village, the villagers were completely desperate. They just wanted to fight to the death to defend their homeland out of the bloody spirit of the soul warriors.

In the situation before them, they had no other way out but to fight to the death. Under such a giant beast, they could not escape at all.

But what is the situation now? The soldiers in the whole village were already filled with tears and were ready to die. Their emotions were brewing to the extreme, but suddenly a little guy flew out and punched the big devil away...

The mountain tiger himself didn't understand what was going on. It was a beast after all. Although it had a certain amount of spiritual intelligence, it was immediately violently beaten after being punched like this. It turned over and got up with a roar, and the houses in the whole village shook.

More than half of it collapsed due to this loud roar.

This behemoth was charging at full speed, and its two bright yellow eyes turned blood red in an instant. It was really furious, and its combat power increased sharply.

Song Xiaosheng was a little dazed at first, so he punched it lightly, and then found that this mountain of meat could still move, roared randomly, and shook the house. This was a serious problem. His father and sister were both there.

While sleeping, he couldn't see clearly for a while whether the house collapsed. If it collapsed too, his father might not say anything. My sister, that old devil, would definitely vent his anger on me!

He suddenly became angry and was no longer in that dazed state. He faced the mountain tiger that rushed up and punched it out with a fierce punch!

In this world, there are no magical powers or spells. This is the purest showdown of power, a tough collision, and extremely passionate!

The old village chief who was relatively close could clearly see Song Xiaosheng punching out, and the mountain tiger also stretched out a huge tiger claw of its own amidst the huge roar.

As soon as the fist and the tiger's claw came into contact, the tiger's claw began to break. The fur, claw tips, flesh and blood, bones... were shattered from the outside to the inside.

Then this explosion-like collapse spread upward from one of its tiger claws to the entire forearm, then to its shoulders, including its neck, and then down to half of its body.

After being shattered all the way, the remaining intact half of the body rippled several times like water waves because of the punch.

"Ouch!" The mountain tiger let out a scream. This time, it was not knocked out by a punch. Half of its body was shattered by a punch, and it fell completely to the ground.

The night wind was still whistling, and the villagers whose houses had been destroyed by the roar of the mountain tiger had climbed out of the ruins. Together with all the life soul warriors, they stood there blankly, looking at the little

The figure always feels like a dream.

How could there be such a powerful force in such a small body?

Song Xiaosheng was very dissatisfied. The prey was disobedient. As a result, he became angry and lost control of his attack. He punched half of the meat on his body, which meant he would eat a lot less.

Song Xiaotian walked up from behind with a pair of small hands behind his back, took a look at the battlefield, then raised his hand and gave his brother a shock: "Waste of food!"

Song Xiaosheng screamed in pain, rubbed his head and complained in a low voice, "If you don't do anything, the people who work will still be blamed."

The mountain tiger's vitality was strong, but Song Xiaosheng's punch also completely took away all its vitality. In its huge beast eyes, the blood faded, and then the bright yellow also slowly receded, and it lay on the ground motionless.

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As its vitality completely dissipated between heaven and earth, a piece of fur on its neck emitted a bright spiritual light.

When the old village chief saw it, a flash of greed suddenly flashed in his eyes, but it quickly dissipated. This is someone else's thing, and he has strong strength to keep this treasure.

Huang Shan came forward at this time and said to Song Zheng: "Sir, that is the soul mark of a mountain tiger."

This thing is a good treasure and can be used as money.

Song Zheng said to him: "Go and cut it and bring it back."

"Yes!" Although he knew very well that this time the Life Soul Brand would never be given to him again, being able to cut off a Soul Concentration Level Life Soul Brand with his own hands was something that Huang Shan could brag about for the rest of his life.

He pulled out the knife, climbed up on the mountain tiger's body using his hands and feet, and stabbed the mountain tiger's neck with the knife. The mountain tiger's fur was unscathed.

He used the power of the Soul Warrior and stabbed it again. The knife broke, but the mountain tiger's fur was still undamaged.

"This..." Huang Shan was embarrassed, and Song Xiaosheng cursed angrily: "Trash, come down!"

"Yes." Among the three people, Huang Shan was most afraid of Song Xiaosheng. He immediately came down in despair. Song Xiaosheng went up and cut off the piece of animal skin with a swipe of his finger. Huang Shan's eyelids jumped as he saw it.

It's awesome, it's not on the same level at all.

After the piece of tiger skin was separated from the body of the mountain tiger, the spiritual light turned and automatically transformed the ordinary animal skin into the soul mark, and all the blood disappeared.

There is an abstract tiger pattern on the palm-sized animal skin.

Song Zheng put it into his arms and said to Huang Shan: "You guys clean it up, I'm going back to sleep."

Fortunately, Huang Shan's house did not collapse, but the entire village was in a mess and needed to be cleaned up. Some people were still buried under the rubble and needed to be rescued immediately.

Before leaving, Song Xiaosheng threatened Huang Shan fiercely: "That is my prey, who dares to try it?"

Huang Shan and the old village chief said together: "I don't dare, I don't dare, I absolutely don't dare."

Song Zheng thought for a while and said to Huang Shan: "Pick up the broken tiger meat and distribute it to everyone. The spiritual energy contained in this tiger is too powerful. You can't bear it if you eat too much. Those broken pieces of meat are just

suitable……"

When the old village chief heard this, his eyes shone with excitement and his lips trembled: "Sir, sir, do you really want to give us these minced meats?"

Song Zheng smiled and nodded: "Yes. In addition, you also collect the soil stained with tiger blood and bury it in a circle outside the village. From now on, this village may be the safest village outside the Silent Mountain."

The old village chief's legs went weak, and he knelt down to Song Zheng with a plop and was about to kowtow. Song Zheng quickly grabbed him, risking his life.

"You don't have to be polite, old man, it's just a piece of cake for us." Ordinary people in this world are indeed living a very difficult life.

"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir..." The old village chief's eyes were a little moist as he thanked him repeatedly.

Song Zheng smiled at Huang Shan and said, "You really can't move that half of the tiger, otherwise my son will get angry and I, an old father, won't be able to stop him."

After he finished explaining, he went back. Helping these villagers is just a small effort, but it can make a village safe. Meeting is a destiny, and Song Zheng doesn't mind forming a good relationship casually.

And he did have some sympathy for these villagers.

The three of them fell asleep, and the old village chief quickly led people to collect the broken tiger meat that was covered with mud and sand on the ground. Song Xiaosheng's punch was so powerful that half of the mountain tiger's body was blown to pieces.

The minced meat is mostly the size of a fist.

The old village chief took a piece of tiger meat and felt it in his hand. His face couldn't help but change, and he said: "Everyone, please don't take it for yourself. The spiritual energy contained in this flesh and blood is too huge. We can't bear it. We need to divide it into smaller pieces."

We slowly experiment to find the right amount of food, and then give it to the children first. We old guys have little potential for improvement. Those children are the hope of our village."

"With this tiger meat, we can cultivate many powerful soul warriors. In the future, we can even dominate the Thirty-Six Villages!"

He knew very well that for that adult, it was just a casual reward, and the things he gave were trash that he could not use. But for their village, it was a great opportunity to rebuild the world!

People in this world have a hard time surviving, and they are very capable in the survival of the fittest. When Song Zheng and the others woke up the next morning, the inside and outside of the village had been cleaned, but the houses that came to him had not had time to be completely cleaned.

Huang Shan is now the "darling" of the entire village. He doesn't have to do anything. The old village chief has given him orders to serve the three nobles wholeheartedly.

Song Xiaosheng went straight to his food as soon as he got up: "Dad, I want to eat tiger meat soup in the morning."

This is a bit embarrassing for the old father. For such a big tiger, how big a pot must be used to stew it into tiger meat soup? This would naturally not be a problem if one could use magical powers, but it is very difficult now.

Song Zheng scratched his head: "Let me think of a way."

And if you want to eat meat soup, you have to mix some millet or something and cook it together to make it delicious. But after the stone disaster, not a single grain of Qianzhong millet could be found in the whole village.
Chapter completed!