Misty forest, every night there is endless fog shrouded in the depths of the dense forest, no one knows where this mist comes from, and few people want to enter this miasma forest, just because this miasma forest is almost a word, a code full of ferocity, those monks who go to the dense forest are either torn apart by the beasts, or are eroded into the body by the miasma in the dense forest, and some even die inexplicably, and the bones are gone.

Now, such a murderous name is known to everyone in a radius of hundreds of miles, and now in the second half of the night, there are silent lightning intertwining in the air, vaguely as if to predict something to happen.

And this night, countless dark clouds seemed to gather in the sky belatedly, dense lightning shuttled back and forth in the dark clouds, like a devil's mask, mysterious and magical, like laughing but not laughing, like crying not crying, sometimes hideous and terrifying, sometimes amiable, unpredictable.

"Wow!" After the lightning was a downpour, endless miasma and even fog were shrouded in the depths of the dense forest in an instant, but could not envelop this endless dry bone land, even the storm was in mid-air as if artificially reversed direction, the rain slanted and fell, endlessly, the continuous rain washed the earth, like a trickle of water with the winding mountain road flowing, the soil also fell, vaguely there was a convex shape emerging.

Mo Li didn't know, and he didn't care about this strange scene, now all his minds are immersed in this mysterious and divine artistic conception, as if this piece of heaven and earth is constantly changing with his artistic conception, only to see that the surrounding dense forest is gone, replaced by a mirror-like picture, each picture has a fighting holy ape shaped like an ape in a strange posture, not the same, even the aura emitted has become a little subtle illusion.

Sometimes gentle as water, sometimes fierce as a knife, sometimes domineering and fiery, sometimes cool as secluded, each picture corresponds to every mysterious brute technique of the holy law of fighting, extremely sublimated!

Mo Li is still like this, he is fascinated, every move and style is becoming more and more perfect under the interpretation of the picture, and more mature, and more importantly, this fighting holy method is accompanied by these strange pictures as if resurrected, full of endless charm, as if there is really such an old or even young fighting holy ape on the side to guide him.

"Bang Bang!"

There was no movement of qi and blood, and there was no fluctuation of spiritual power, it was purely a simple change in moves, but it really made him feel that he had benefited a lot and gained a lot.

And this is exactly the case, this Fighting Holy Law is almost specially tailored for the Fighting Holy Ape, the Fighting Holy Ape has survived the battle all his life and transformed in the battle, and slowly died in the battle.

If you are not reborn in death, you will return to the ruins in death!

Almost every generation of Fighting Saint Ape has inherited the fighting experience of the previous generation of old Saint Ape, and even the route they have taken in cultivating the Fighting Saint Law is engraved and remembered in their own brute bones!

And with the previous teachings of Ah Gong, it will sometimes play a decisive role in the battlefield for combat awareness and even combat experience!

This cultivation can be slowly improved, but this combat experience and even combat consciousness must be slowly realized in extremely tragic battles, and even in life-and-death battles, and even mutated after sublimation, turning into one's own spiritual wealth, which is also the source of the Fighting Sacred Law!

And with his continuous perception and even meditation, it took half a month for the strange lines on this brute bone to remember in his mind after all!

Around him, he saw that the soil that was originally covered was gradually washed away by the rain, and his location finally gradually revealed the tip of the iceberg at this moment.

The dark black corners like a coffin come into view, and under the continuous washing of the rain, the soil is rapidly draining, and even the broken bones on the ground are gradually sinking, until they all disappear into this empty field, the soil is falling straight down, and the whole coffin is completely exposed to the air.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

Silent lightning suddenly resounded with a deafening sound, and thick bucket-like lightning intertwined in the air, refracting a picture of destruction in the bright moonlight.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

Thunder and lightning are raging, lightning is roaring, and the wind is roaring, like a torrential wind and rain, and the bells are falling, as if the genuine earth is shaking and trembling.

The indulgent Mo Li woke up from his intoxication, his eyes suddenly moved, and he stared at a coffin placed behind him in a daze, the coffin was embroidered, full of antiquity, filled with vicissitudes and ancient atmosphere, and there was a decadent and pungent smell emanating out, the most important thing is that the slightly dilapidated coffin was depicted with dense lines outside, and this pattern actually matched the lines on his skull, without the slightest difference, which made the stunned Mo Li's scalp numb.

"This ...... Could it be the coffin of the Fighting Saint Ape, right?" Mo Li muttered in his heart, and even thought in his heart that the brute bone in his hand now was the holy relic of the Fighting Saint Ape Clan, would there be some alien in this seemingly lifeless coffin that rushed out to obliterate him?

As soon as he thought of this, he thought of the humanoid ape fighting with him before, and his body couldn't help but fall backwards, and without saying a word, he turned around and wanted to leave.

"Boom, boom!"

Countless bolts of lightning poured down like a sea of thunder, bombarding Mo Li one by one.

Mo is inseparable from advancing and retreating, if this extremely terrifying thunderbolt is struck, even if he is immortal, he will shed a layer of skin, and he finally healed his injuries, it is impossible to entangle these thunderbolts again.

"Smack!" thunder and lightning bombardment, in an instant, all the coffins were enveloped, and at the moment when all the coffins were turned into ashes, I saw that the position of the coffin seemed to have a trace of extremely subtle light and shadow wriggling, until a certain moment, the wriggling light and shadow became more and more obvious and more condensed.

"Fighting Saint Ape !!" Mo Li opened his eyes wide and stared closely at the figure bathed in thunder light, it was the Fighting Saint Ape, but in addition to his figure, a sword was hanging above his head, a sword went straight into his Heavenly Spirit Cover, and a sword killed him!

"Return my stick, return my stick, return my stick......" The fighting holy ape that gradually walked out of the thunder sea was in tatters, ragged, and there were many, dense scars covered with flesh, and the pair of withered yellow faces kept shouting.

Gradually, the Fighting Saint Ape staggered over to Mo Li, a pair of eyes staring straight at him, and the corners of his mouth were still muttering these words.

Mo Li's scalp was numb, as if he had encountered a devil, his hair was terrifying, the qi and blood in his body were agitated, and he quickly rushed to the side after stepping away, but the image of the fighting holy ape was still following him.

"Give me back the stick, give me the stick, give me the stick......"

Mo Li's scalp was terrified, and he hurriedly returned the brute bones to him, and swept in the other direction of the field.

"Poof!" His eyes stared at the brute bone in a daze, and in the blink of an eye, the brute bone suddenly turned into flying ashes, and his figure quickly appeared behind Mo Li, no matter how he ran or dodged, he couldn't get rid of its appearance.

"Senior, I'll get your stick back for you, but please don't dangle behind me, I'll be dizzy, I'll be confused!" Mo Li exclaimed slightly angrily.

And at this moment, the image of the Fighting Saint Ape seemed to have a hint of understanding such a rhyme, and its figure was disappearing rapidly......