"Boom!" "Roar!"
The two monkey kings didn't look like they were at the end of their fight, they fought together tenaciously.
The little monkey king also changed his previous advantage of flexibility, and as if he was red-eyed, he fought and collided head-on with the opponent who was taller than himself.
Flesh and flesh were flying, and their fingers and claws were twisted under the force. They frantically attacked each other with all the hard parts they could use.
Su Xing watched from the side, and his heart gradually became entangled, thinking about how the little monkey king, who was not yet underage, could gain an advantage in a head-on fight.
Sure enough, the little monkey king gradually fell into a disadvantage, but still pushed towards the opponent unyieldingly.
"Peng!" "Peng!" "Peng!"
The figures of flesh colliding with each other are endless.
By the time half of the incense had passed, both parties were gradually exhausted.
"Roar!"
The little monkey king seemed to be unable to hold on any longer. The opponent's claw dug straight into his heart, but he couldn't avoid it! He could only hastily attack the opponent's neck with his backhand claw!
"Roar!"
One claw penetrated deeply into the little monkey king's chest, and the opponent's neck was torn in half by his backhand!
Extremely tragic!
Both sides fell to the ground at the same time.
"Little Monkey King!"
Su Xing was shocked and angry, but he still didn't go up hastily because this was the other party's path and he couldn't help.
After half the incense was passed, the place was still silent.
A thin monkey's paw stretched out tremblingly, and then a shaky body stood up hard and firmly.
Little Monkey King!
The final king is born!
Su Xing was about to go up and use Fuso spiritual energy to treat the other party.
However, the next moment, an accident occurred!
A handful of bone spurs were wrapped in shadow and shot towards the little monkey king!
'True' is indeed not dead.
Su Xing had already taken precautions. In an instant, the tree body surged out and knocked away the bone spurs that were shot towards the little monkey king with one punch.
However, the little monkey king was unsteady and fell towards the bridge. A bloody hole on the right side of his chest was vaguely visible, and his five internal organs were faintly exposed.
Su Xing did not hesitate, jumped down, and caught the little monkey king first. Fuso's spiritual energy poured in to heal the opponent's wounds.
The pit was about ten meters high. Soon, a man and a monkey fell to the ground.
The miasma at the bottom of the pit is as thick as substance, and is not at the same level as the colorful miasma outside the pit. Even with Fuso's spiritual power to protect his body, Su Xing felt that his skin was gradually corroding and bleeding. Only his face, which was wearing an extra mask, was better, but his throat was still burning when he breathed.
It’s not a good place to stay for a long time!
After checking the little monkey king's condition, fortunately, it seemed that the other party had adapted to the colorful miasma during the fight. His body did not corrode faster, but he was injured too seriously and was unconscious for a while.
Su Xing quickly stood up and looked around while sending fuso spiritual power to the little monkey king.
I soon noticed a seemingly ordinary plant next to me.
A slightly thick rhizome protruded from the reddish soil, and several branches spread out. The leaves were slightly wide, and three slightly green fist-sized fruits hung there.
The whole plant looks perfectly ordinary.
However, Su Xing slowly explored around and found that the plant was surrounded by countless stacked ape skeletons. There was only an open space centered on the plant, and the open space seemed to be expanding outwards, as if in the Devour these bones.
The soil where the plant is located is slightly red, and the seemingly natural slope on the stone bridge above sends gurgling streams down like waterfalls, making the soil even darker.
And that "stream" is the stream of flesh and blood formed by the fighting of many monkey kings on the stone bridge above!
It grows vigorously in this extreme death, like a flower blooming on a flesh and blood millstone.
Although Su Xing had never seen this kind of plant, he already knew its name at this moment.
It is irrigated by the flesh, blood and souls of countless green-faced apes,
Ghost phase fruit!
At this moment, a glimmer of blue light flashed across the unconscious little monkey king. He slowly opened his eyes and staggered but firmly walked towards Ghost Xiangguo.
Then, on top of the ghost fruit, he tore open the chest that had been gradually healed by Fuso spiritual energy!
"Wow!"
Blood flowed down like water.
Water on the ghost fruit!
And Gui Xiangguo seemed to feel something, the branches and leaves trembled slightly, and the colorful miasma around him gradually shrank! At the same time, the three fruits gradually changed!
The fruit swells, with traces of hidden lines outlined on it!
One side, two sides, three sides, four sides!
A vaguely colorful background appears on all sides of the fruit at the same time, slowly turning from virtual to real, and the surrounding colorful miasma is consumed and absorbed in large quantities in an instant, as if it has become the paint of this weird background!
Lines were outlined from bottom to top, and Su Xing gradually saw that it seemed to be a chin. The invisible brush continued to paint, and a pair of fangs were outlined, followed by a ferocious face and eyes that were as angry as a ghost.
However, after outlining his eyes, the invisible image on the fruit gradually stopped.
The surrounding colorful miasma has been exhausted and filled with white and thick black macaque miasma.
"Peng!"
The little monkey king fell to the ground, dying.
"No!"
A voice came out, and Su Xing Fusang's spiritual energy was sent to the little monkey king, while his face showed caution.
That's...a real sound!
He slowly approached from the side, and gradually became clear in the mist. His face was handsome, his aura was full, and his black robe was as new as before, without any damage or dirt, but his face was a little pale.
He ignored Su Xing and the Little Monkey King beside him, and knelt feebly in front of the Ghost Appearance Fruit. He looked at the unfinished four-sided ghost appearance above and murmured:
"The ghost appearance is incomplete, not even as good as the ghost appearance..."
"nothing at all......"
A tall shadow suddenly appeared in front of him.
"Peng!"
One punch knocked him to the ground.
Su Xing, plant body!
However, 'Zhen' seemed to be in a state of despair. He did not avoid or resist at all, and allowed Su Xing to hit him with punch after punch.
“It is not my fault that God’s will plays tricks on people…”
"Peng!" Su Xing smashed a real tooth with one punch.
"Perhaps I should cut off the two ghost fruits in advance... No! No one dares to interfere with the advancement process of the ghost fruits like this! There is no problem with the refining of the god-eating miasma. Is the miasma not enough? Or is it still lacking? Certain conditions?
Is it true that no one can recreate the sacred throne ceremony from eons ago? "
"Boom!" A punch caused blood to splatter on Zhen's eyebrows.
"The Ghost Appearance Fruit is gone, and the earthly soul is lost. Master Zhenzi is coming soon. Knowing everything I planned, he is already dead. Even if he directly activates the formation to transmit back to the sect, but fails to respond to Zhenzi, he will still die!
Must die! Must die!
God's will brings trouble! God's will brings trouble! "
"Boom!" The wooden man's iron fist paused slightly, and then hit 'Zhen' between the eyebrows more violently.
But this time, the opponent dodged past him without a moment's notice, and his fist rubbed the side of his face, grinding out large areas of flesh and blood, making the opponent look extremely embarrassed.
He finally seemed to be a little irritated, and looked at Su Xing with indifference as the iron fist smashed to the side, and he grabbed hold of Su Xing who slowly retracted his fist to gather strength:
"Hey! Wooden man! Didn't you listen to what I said?
The ghost image is gone, and the real son is about to arrive!
Foundation-building monk! Build the foundation!
I can't survive, the Ape Wood Forest has become a birdcage, and you can't escape either!
You must die too!
Did you hear me? You are going to die! What’s the point of taking action! ? "
"Oh." The wooden man paused for a moment, his mouths clasped together like wooden boxes, and he made a sonorous sound:
"But, now I..."
"Still alive!"
"Boom!"
A hard iron fist hit Zhen's handsome face hard, and several teeth mixed with blood spit out from his mouth.
"And I feel really good when I hit you in the face."
