Mo Li did not leave this Jiuding City directly, but directly walked into the Huyan tribe in a hidden place, and went straight to Huyan Hao's room to heal him.

And in his room, Hu Yanhao's situation at this time was a little better than he imagined, and the heart fire once again entered his meridians, as if forming an impermeable fire net, directly invading his viscera.

And at this moment, in the depths of Hu Yanhao's viscera, there is a Gu worm like a silkworm lying in silence, the corners of his mouth are secreting a strand of silk thread, casting a nest like a bird's egg, and his claws are suddenly piercing Hu Yanhao's muscles, you can see a trace of qi and blood energy is rapidly depleting, and Hu Yanhao's complexion is also becoming pale and weak at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The flame of "Huhu ......Huhu" was like a knife, carefully transmitting out, slashing at the Gu worm's spike with extreme precision, and the fire net that followed instantly wrapped its nest for a deep seal.

The flame of "Boom Boom ......" was like flowing water, quickly pouring on the nest, making a snorting sound, and a sharp sound came from the viscera.

"Puff ......" Hu Yanhao, who was sitting cross-legged, vomited blood, his face became paler, and his lips were purple.

Mo Li's face remained unchanged, but the flames were even more intense, and they completely wrapped the Gu worm's shell.

Time passed gradually, and it was not until evening that the Gu worm's seal was completely firm and unshakable, and the Gu worm inside would be burned by the flames whenever it wanted to struggle and bite.

And almost at the moment when the Gu worm was sealed, a man in white who was victorious of snow on the top of a high mountain in the Tianlan Sect was as steady as a rock, surrounded by dangerous mountains and peaks, which was extremely thrilling.

And this man has been sitting here for several months, almost every day, never the slightest change, even if it is the birds and beasts crying, the eagles flying wildly, there is not the slightest change of color, but at this moment, his eyes are suddenly opened, Gu Jing Wubo's eyes do not have the slightest luster, but exude a strange essence, fleeting.

And at this time, if Ye Wushuang watched here, he would be surprised, surprised by this person's face, it was Sima Xin, at this moment his eyes gradually exuded a cold aura, originally a flame in the air, but at this time it was a little snowflake like goose feathers, even the surrounding air became extremely cold, the flowers and trees below that were originally full of vitality and vitality were all withered, and their vitality was swallowed up by them!

"Interesting, I was quite surprised that someone actually sealed my Gu worm!"

Sima Xin stretched out his palm tenderly, and goose-featherlike snowflakes fell on his palm, but then a mouthful of blood spurted out, making his smile gloomy and hideous.

"Damn, damn it, why hasn't this injury gotten better yet!" Sima Xin clenched his fist and smashed it on the ground, then looked in the direction where Jiuding City was located, revealing his fangs, and even the cold aura that had originally permeated the air was disappearing rapidly...... And at this moment, Mo Li seemed to feel something in his heart, the Gu worm contained a cold aura, which made him feel a familiar aura, but then he suppressed the throbbing in his heart.

Until the end, when Mo Li came out of the Huyan tribe, his footsteps flew towards the dense forest without hesitation, and it took half an hour before landing.

He needs to understand the true meaning of the Fighting Saint Law here, and use the brute beasts in this place to temper his body, now there is no tribe, no support and care from Ah Gong, everything has to rely on himself!

Almost at the moment when he entered this dense forest, the brute beasts in the dense forest seemed to have a subtle sense, and they all let out a roar of a tiger descending the mountain, and then many brute beasts rushed forward one after another, waving dust and smoke all over the ground!

"Huh......" Mo Li did not rush to leave, his eyes looked around the dark woods, his mind was ethereal, his hands fluttered out, and he was alone and self-evolving, every move contained the mystery of fighting, and he realized by fighting!

The beast roared, and at this moment, a tiger as strong as an ox jumped up on its legs like a cheetah, opened its huge basin and tore it with its mouth.

"Huhuhuhu......" Mo Li was not afraid, his face was calm, but his hands were as fast as lightning, and his claws were like eagle claws, one hand grabbed the tiger's legs and feet and pulled forward, his body swelled, and the other hand was clenched into a fist, whistling into the wind's neck.

"Po!" There is no movement of qi and blood in the body, it is purely the strength of the flesh to fight, but just a few moves, the tiger is vertebrae were torn, and before Mo Li could throw it away, ten brute beasts and wolves waved wolf claws to surround them, and even other brute beasts couldn't wait to besiege them.

Just because the brute technique used by Mo Li has a fatal temptation for them, for the fighting holy ape in the primeval era, who can be called the king of brute beasts, if he can obtain its brute art for cultivation, he can not only strengthen his brute art, but also promote the transformation of his own bloodline!

"How......" The wild wolf waved, and the wolf's claws were like the blades of the forest, and they roared in an instant, as if even the air became extremely harsh.

"Papapa!" Mo Li still waved his palm, without the slightest panic in his heart, and at this moment in his mind, the body that seemed to be an old holy ape seemed to have a trace of condensation, his hands were sometimes fast and sometimes slow, sometimes moving and sometimes quiet, and the whole person seemed to be in Mo Li's mind once again to carry out the trick of the Evolution Fighting Saint Method.

Mo Li danced with it, waving his palms, his legs and feet swept forward and kicked sideways, splashing dust all over the ground, his left hand slapped the ground again, the whole person rolled upside down, grabbed a wild wolf with his right hand, his hands were quickly clenched, and he tore to the sides violently, blood splattered, staining his face, and the air was suddenly filled with the smell of blood.

"Whew......"

"Roaring ......"

Whether it was a wild wolf or other brute beasts, after smelling the smell of blood at this time, it became extremely excited as if it had been beaten with chicken blood, and Mochizuki roared.

But Mo Li did not retreat but advanced, picked up his fist and smashed the wolf's head fiercely, twisted his left hand, and grabbed the wolf's legs and feet to smash again.

Ten minutes later, all ten wild wolves were killed, but Mo Li, who had already been killed, still ignored it, stepped on the eight wildernesses, and rushed towards the beasts in the shape of a dragon!

"Whew!"

The beast roared, swung its claws and tore at it, and almost a few breaths after the battle, two claws of death passed through its abdomen, followed by another claw tearing down its back.

Mo Li retreated, his robe was broken, bloodstained, gurgling, but his eyes became brighter and brighter, as if he had caught something, but he couldn't grasp it seriously, but there was no doubt that he felt that he had become extremely agile in the fight, and almost every brute beast used a different attack, although they were just low-level brute beasts, and no brute bones were born, but they could survive in this world, each brute beast had a powerful attack method, although it was not the same, but it could also find ten thousand ways to be one!

This is the beauty of the Fighting Sacred Law, and it is also the place that makes you fascinated, the technique of the Holy Ape in your mind becomes faster and faster, more and more blurred, and in the end, it changes into countless afterimages, only the artistic conception of attack echoes in your mind.

Get its essence, its form is self-revealed!

This is the artistic conception he is in now, although he can't see the fighting technique of the holy ape, but that artistic conception is like an initiation that he can't let go of for a long time, and it is deeply engraved in his mind......