Netherworld Immortal

Monk Mu Sen took a deep breath and moved his consciousness, but he couldn't see the cultivation level of the foreign woman opposite him.

In the realm of self-cultivation, it is easy for a person with a high cultivation level to see through the cultivation level of a person with a low cultivation level through the power of spiritual consciousness.On the contrary, it is almost impossible to do.

Although Monk Mu Sen couldn't tell the cultivation level of the foreign woman opposite him, he quickly made a judgment based on his past experience.

"Although I can't see the exact cultivation level of this foreign woman, the sense of oppression is not strong. It is absolutely impossible to be at the level of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, or even at the peak level of the Daoming Realm. And her physical attributes are also wooden. attribute, but it is above me, it is already a realm of the unity of human and wood. If it is not because I am also good at wood attribute exercises, I will think that this foreign woman is a wood demon who has attained the Tao and transformed into a human form." He After calming down, "It's a woman, a foreign woman with at least the second level of the Daoming Realm, most likely from the Southern Region."

But at this moment, Monk Mu Sen didn't dare to act rashly.

Right now, the distance between him and this foreign woman is only about two zhang, so close that he doesn't feel safe.

If the second-level Daoming Realm cultivation woman standing across from him suddenly attacked him as soon as he showed up, he might have gone to the Western Paradise Buddha to study scriptures at this moment.

Monk Musen narrowed his eyes slightly, and he could clearly see the strange eyebrows and high undulating chest of the foreign woman, and even a faint fragrance of grass and trees wafted by the wind, which was the unique body fragrance of that woman, but compared with the fragrance of flowers more intoxicating.This is very useful for him who is born with wood attributes.

He even had an inexplicable hallucination in an instant, that the woman opposite was a beautiful flower exuding a seductive fragrance, all of which made his heart beat faster and his blood surge...

His emotions, which had been extremely tense just now, quickly calmed down under the comfort of this enchanting fragrance, more precisely, he was in a state of forgetfulness and intoxication.

"No, it's the wood spirit charm technique." Monk Mu Sen raised his right hand, turned into a sword finger, and poked at his heart.With a bang, half an inch into the finger, there is blood oozing out.

Monk Mu Sen's heart trembled violently, and his whole body felt as if struck by lightning, and the spiritual power that was deeply trapped suddenly woke up.He shook his head vigorously to see the person opposite him clearly.

But the woman on the opposite side stood there without moving, her big eyes looked straight at Monk Mu Sen's, and a slight smile rose from the corner of her mouth, it was a silent knife, charming and heart-wrenching.

The foreign woman naturally stroked a strand of long hair that fell down her cheek with her jade hand, and said softly, "See if I scare you monk, is this lady so scary?"

Monk Mu Sen sternly said: "You are not a purple disaster, how did you enter this demon realm. You have been waiting here for a long time, what are you going to do?"

The foreign woman said: "What a mess of purple misfortunes, it really spoils my interest. I have been waiting here for a while, just to wait for you to come out."

"You!" Monk Mu Sen didn't know how to continue to question, but he was sure in his heart that this person was an enemy rather than a friend.

"I want your body." The foreign woman said indifferently.

"Bullshit."

Monk Mu Sen stared at him, a lot of green aura rose from his body, he took a step forward, and grabbed it with his right hand.

On the surface of his outstretched five fingers, a phantom image of a sharp palm like a withered vine appeared, drawing five air marks visible to the naked eye in the void, and falling straight towards the shoulder of the foreign woman opposite.

On the opposite side, the foreign woman's face was only indifferent, without any superfluous expression.Instead of dodging, she took half a step forward and greeted her towering chest.

Monk Mu Sen's grasp just now was just a slight pause, his eyes turned cold, and his mana urged, the phantom of the vine claws on the surface of the palm became more solid, "Frivolous! Let me save you, a perverted person."

Monk Mu Sen knew in his heart that he was probably not the opponent of this foreign woman. Instead of waiting for the woman to deal with him, it is better to be the one who strikes first, and then takes the opportunity to escape.

Just when the fingertips of Monk Mu Sen's attack were about to touch the woman's towering chest.

The woman's figure suddenly became unreal, and a phantom of a green jade willow suddenly appeared on the surface of her body.

"Buzz!"

A ball of emerald green mist exploded, and the woman's body disappeared, but hundreds of willow branches shot out from the exploded mist, winding towards Monk Musen's figure.

"It's not good, it's the technique of Mu Dun acting as a substitute."

boom!

Monk Mu Sen's grasping force was in vain, and the three ancient trees not far from the opposite side were smashed to pieces by his grasping force.

And those emerald green willow branches wrapped around the surface of Monk Mu Sen's body, but they didn't seem to have any strong confinement power.

Monk Musen tore at his body with both hands, tearing the willow branches wrapped around his body to pieces.

"Giggle...giggle..." There was a soul-stirring chuckle from behind Monk Benson.

Monk Musen turned around quickly.

Thirty feet away, the foreign woman was looking at him and smiling, a contemptuous smile.

"This woman's wood escape technique is much better than mine. I am equipped with wood escape skills, and I have no room for display in front of her. She is my nemesis. I should run as soon as possible, as long as I can contact senior brother Chi Yan, or Jin Guang and Yin Guang may not be able to kill her."

With a judgment in his heart, Monk Mu Sen made a tactic with both hands, and a large green mist rose around his body, and his figure was instantly hidden in the green mist.

"This? This?" The green mist dissipated, and Monk Mu Sen's body was still stranded in place, with a look of panic on his face.

At this moment, on the ground under his feet, green vines sprouted at some point, wrapping his ankles tightly.

On the surface of the green rattan, strange runes swam like spirit snakes, which seemed to be a powerful binding technique.

Thirty feet away, the figure of the foreign woman blurred and disappeared in place as a green phantom.

The next moment, a foot in front of Monk Mu Sen, a green shadow flashed, showing the graceful figure of a foreign woman.

"Ding Dong." The silver jewelry on the neck of the foreign woman made a clear and audible sound.

This time, the distance between the foreign woman and Monk Mu Sen was even closer, so close that there was only a short knife between them.

This time, Monk Mu Sen really smelled the body fragrance or hair fragrance of a foreign woman, like green smoked grass, but he didn't feel intoxicated like before.

He also clearly saw an exquisite butterfly-shaped hair button on the woman's bun. It was a flower-picking silver butterfly, fluttering freely, its wings seemed to be outstretched, and it was stupidly intoxicated by the fragrance of flowers.

"If you are serious, you will lose." The foreign woman said indifferently.

Without a pause, the foreign woman stretched out her right hand and slapped it on Monk Musen's chest.

When the foreign woman's palm was removed, the clothes on Monk Mu Sen's chest were already shattered, and there was a green vine-shaped imprint on the exposed skin surface.

"Oops." Monk Mu Sen wailed, suddenly felt as if his heart was being tightly grasped, his soul stagnated, his mana was released, and he had no power to resist.

At this moment, Monk Mu Sen was full of remorse, if he had calmed down just now, he would not have fallen for this foreign woman so easily.

"Who are you?" Monk Mu Sen panicked.

"I won't tell you." The foreign woman joked, while stretching out a finger to lightly poke Monk Musen's chest.

Monk Mu Sen's tall figure staggered and nearly fell.

At this moment, if he hunted a mouse under the cat's paw, he would have no power to resist.

"You witch, don't humiliate me, kill me if you want." Monk Mu Sen stared and said decisively.

At this moment, in the open space next to the two of them, at some point, a pitch-black ghost banner was inserted into the ground, and pale golden ghost runes flowed continuously on the surface of the ghost banner.

Immediately afterwards, a puff of black mist spewed out from the ghost streamer, and when the mist subsided, Zhang Sanlai appeared wearing a gray robe, an ordinary-looking man with a pair of small soybean-like eyes.

Seeing this, the foreign woman immediately said respectfully, "Welcome, master."

Zhang Sandao: "You did a good job, I am very satisfied."

"Thank you, Master, for your compliment." The foreign woman said respectfully.

Zhang San waved his hand, and the foreign woman understood, her figure turned into a stream of emerald green light and disappeared into the ghost streamer not far away.

After that, Zhang San made a move with one hand, and the ghost banner came into his hand.

"Who are you?" Monk Mu Sen asked in a daze.

Zhang San ignored it, and said to himself: "The skill and talent are still barely there, and they are a bit worse than the previous Qingyan monk. In this demon-subduing realm, there is no better choice."

Monk Musen suddenly realized: "You, you are a ghost with thousands of faces. Monk Qingyan was brutally murdered by you."

Every pore of his body stood up, and the cool wind poured down, like needle pricks.

He had heard of the thousand-faced ghost.That is the No. 3 ruthless character on the list of evil cultivators in Zhongyuan Continent.According to legend, Qianmiangui owns a ghost banner of seven evil spirits, and is good at capturing people's spirits with the ghost banner, and the captured person will become his ghost slave.

Before that, the three sons of King Kong, who were also disciples of the Golden Buddha Temple, fell one after another when they were performing tasks in the Green Fire Demon Realm.There is even more definite news that monk Qingyan, one of the three sons of King Kong, was once imprisoned by the thousand-faced ghost as a ghost slave.

Monk Mu Sen couldn't help but blew himself up immediately, but at this moment, his heart was sealed by the foreign woman's confinement technique, and he couldn't gather any mana.

Holding the ghost banner, Zhang San approached Monk Mu Sen with no expression on his face. Every time he took a step closer, Monk Mu Sen felt that a thousand knives were being stabbed in his soul. It was not pain, but terror.

Zhang San stood opposite Monk Musen.

The resentment and determination in Monk Musen's eyes quickly turned into pleading.

He fell to his knees with a thud, "Honorable Ghost with Thousand Faces, hero, please, kill me. Don't turn me into a ghost slave."

"Under the ghost banner, there are all ghost slaves."

The ghost banner in Zhang San's hand trembled, a black wind rolled up, and the figure of Monk Musen was taken into the ghost banner.

Afterwards, Zhang San opened his mouth, and the pitch-black ghost streamer became smaller and smaller, and disappeared after being swallowed by him, entering the space of Zifu.

The next moment, a cloud of dark ghost mist appeared on Zhang San's body, and the ghost fog subsided.Zhang San disappeared, but there was an extra "monk Mu Sen."

The thousand-faced ghost who turned into "Monk Musen" moved his limbs, "As an excellent actor, I want to perform every role properly."

As soon as the words fell, a large cloud of green mist rose from the surface of "Monk Musen".As soon as the green mist subsided, the body of "Monk Mu Sen" disappeared.