"Such a brute pattern...... It's still incomplete!" Mo Li muttered at the corner of his mouth, as if he was expecting something to appear, and the breath of the whole person was also rapidly restrained, like the Buddha sitting quietly and cross-legged, steady as Mount Tai, quiet as a rock, his every move was gradually restrained, there was no previous words, and there was no previous action, but quietly sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and recuperated, not paying attention to the brute lines that already existed in his heart!

And at the center of his eyebrows, every line of the brute pattern seems to be deeply engraved in the muscles, between his forehead bones, and even deeply imprinted in his primordial spirit.

And at this moment, Tianchenzi, who was waiting in the life-killing peak, showed a trace of surprise, because he found that Moli's brute pattern was not portrayed according to the traditional method, but found another way, and took another road innovatively on his own, and this road was branded with the method of superimposing the lines, just like Moli's brute lines, what he superimposed was his tribe, as well as the holy mountain of his tribe, and even everyone in the tribe, every grass and tree was branded in the center of the eyebrows, this is overlapping, superimposed brute patterns Not every monk dares to do this, which is related to the fit between his own artistic conception and this side of the world, but after coming to this strange place for so long, the emotions suppressed in Mo Li's heart have already reached a terrifying level, and taking advantage of the opportunity to portray the brute lines, he poured out all of them, so that his emotions reached the point where they were close to each other in space, which is the emotion of artistic conception!

"What is he doing here? This kind of brute pattern is just a waste pattern......" Ziche was extremely frenzied, he had seen Mo Li's actions before, especially those conjured snow and fire scenes, this extremely rare scene he had only seen when Sima Xin was promoted to the Kaiyang Realm, and now he saw it again, and his heart was more and more shocked, but what was even more shocking was that Mo Li was indifferent, but instead discarded them all, if it wasn't for the fact that people with great opportunities would not dare to do this, but then Mo Li's actions were completely aggrieved to him, and he actually used a very ordinary home as a brute pattern, and it was also a very risky use of superimposed brute lines, how could this not make him angry！

"The little junior brother is really very peculiar, and he is even more bold, with such a method, he really deserves to be our little junior brother!" The third senior brother said sharply at the corner of his mouth, and his body quickly ran over and knocked the head of the car fiercely, and said angrily: "His grandmother's, you talk a lot, you talk a lot, you dare to be angry!"

"This little junior brother really deserves to be our little junior brother, and his brute pattern will also be very peculiar!"

The corner of the flower monk's mouth murmured.

"I just don't know what he will use to complete this last brute pattern, this is the finishing touch!" Wild Zhan smiled slightly, he knew some things about the little junior brother, and it was like this, he loved the little junior brother even more!

Time passed, the footsteps of the day passed slowly and heavily, and the night seemed to come quickly like a light and fast child, completely enveloping the whole earth.

The night was hazy, the moonlight was miserable, a faint mist lingered among the flowers and trees, and even the sound of birds, beasts and insects was gone, and everything became extremely peaceful and peaceful.

And in the sky, when the bright moon is in the sky, the endless moonlight is pouring down like a beam of light, as if bathed in the most holy light.

And between Mo Li's neck, the pendant gradually absorbed the moonlight, and the dream of the past enveloped him at this moment, endless killing was happening, endless shouts were calling, and the blood splashed seemed to pour into his heart, making him seem to dream of the hysterical, heart-rending roar again.

"Ah......h

"The reason why my brute pattern is incomplete is because I lack a strong and powerful force to defend it!" Mo Li's mouth muttered, his eyes gradually opened, he saw the killing in his heart, he saw the enemy wielding a cruel blade to harvest the lives of his people, blood stained the sky red, stained the night red.

Heartbreaking, endless killing!

"Blood and fire, my eyes!!Blood pupils!" Mo Li raised his hands and quickly formed a seal, the fire savage technique was completely sacrificed, the original black glowing eyes seemed to be dyed with a layer of blood-like red, behind him the moon wings like the phantom of the demon bat were gathering rapidly, the rich and cool moonlight seemed to sink into his eyes, and a rich unwillingness was permeating.

"This is blood, I will kill to defend my brute pattern my home!"

"From now on, the brute pattern is sacrosanct, it is called...... Barren Mountain Blood Moon Map!"

"Come back, accompany me in endless killing, accompany me in the adventure!"

Mo Li raised his hand and pointed towards the sky, and the entire moon seemed to be invisibly pulled in the dark, and it was actually his brute lines.

And in the center of his eyebrows, at this moment, there was a trace of blood, bright red and dazzling, and every stroke was full of desolate evil, which would be dyed with the blood of the enemy!

It wasn't until this moment that Mo Li finished imprinting his brute pattern, he chose the center of his eyebrows, he wanted to make the brute pattern his third eye, and see with him what kind of world was behind this endless firmament, and how he wanted to let its brute pattern accompany him to smash the enemy's attacks again and again!

The once unattainable Kaiyang Realm is now within reach!

Mo Li's body still didn't move, and in his mind, that God King Ding was showing signs of merging with him at the moment, which was a touch that he had never touched before!

Dao Heming, Mo Li's mind gradually approached the Shenwang Ding, like a smooth and white baby hand, gently touching the Shenwang Ding, he could feel the vicissitudes of the years of the Shenwang Ding, and on the Dingbi he also noticed those strange lines, which were exactly the same as the brute beasts that rotated around his mind, which made his heart flutter!

"Every brute beast corresponds to every pattern, and it corresponds to the Fighting Saint Method, this is the ultimate sublimation!

Mo Li's heart was extremely uneasy, he recalled every kind of brute beast magic he had mastered, and he was more sure of this conjecture in his heart, and he was even more looking forward to it when he was excited, and it also proved his previous thoughts, plundering the brute bones as much as possible, mastering the brute arts, and sublimating them to the fullest, causing transformation!

At this moment, he missed the days of the Void God Realm very much, there were primeval relics everywhere, and he could catch them for cooking from time to time, such a game was superb, and more importantly, if he had enough chance, he could also obtain brute bones, which he still can't forget!

But now he can only wait, he secretly made up his mind that if he has another chance to enter the Void God Realm, he must kill more brute beasts and store them.

His figure stood up slowly, and after a while he came to the thatched house, which looked extremely ordinary, but now it seemed to contain a simple atmosphere, and his brute patterns and even the Haoyang Cave Heaven were all restrained and hidden......