Monk Mu Sen gasped, his consciousness moved, but he couldn't see the cultivation of the exotic woman opposite.

In the cultivation realm, it is easy for a person with a high cultivation level to see through the cultivation level of a person who has cultivated to a low level through the power of divine consciousness. Otherwise, it is almost impossible.

Although Monk Mu Sen couldn't see the cultivation of the exotic woman opposite, with his previous experience, he quickly made a judgment.

"Although I can't see the accurate cultivation of this exotic woman, the sense of oppression is not strong, it can never be the cultivation of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, and it will not even be the level of the peak of the Daoming Realm. And her physical attribute is also a wood attribute, but it is especially above me, and it is already a realm of unity between man and wood. If it weren't for the fact that I was also good at wood attribute exercises, I would have thought that this exotic woman was a wood demon who had attained the Tao and transformed into a human form. He calmed down his emotions, "It's a woman, a woman from an exotic land who has cultivated to at least the second level of the Daoming Realm, most likely from the Southern Regions. ”

But at this moment, Monk Mu Sen did not dare to move.

Right now, the distance between him and this exotic woman is only two feet, and the proximity makes him feel insecure.

If as soon as he appeared just now, the exotic woman who was standing opposite him with the cultivation of the second layer of the Dao Ming Realm suddenly attacked him, I am afraid that at this moment, he would have gone to the Western Heaven Buddha to study the scriptures.

Monk Mu Sen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he clearly saw the exotic woman's bewitching eyebrows and towering chest, and even a faint fragrance of plants and trees scattered in the wind, which was the woman's unique body fragrance, but it was more intoxicating than the fragrance of flowers. This is very useful for him, who was born with a wood attribute body.

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

His emotions that had just been extremely tense quickly calmed down under the soothing of this strange fragrance, or rather carried away intoxication.

"It's not good, it's the Wood Spirit Charm Technique. Monk Mu Sen raised his right hand and turned into a sword finger and poked at the position of his heart. Bang on the ground, half an inch into his fingers, and blood stains came out.

Monk Mu Sen's heart trembled violently, and the whole person was like being struck by lightning, and the spiritual power that was deeply involved suddenly woke up. He shook his head vigorously to see the person opposite.

The woman on the opposite side was standing in place, motionless, a pair of big eyes looking directly into the eyes of Monk Mu Sen, a shallow smile raised at the corner of her mouth, it was a silent knife, charming and heart-piercing.

The exotic woman naturally brushed the strands of long hair scattered next to her cheeks with her jade hand, and said softly: "Look at you as a monk, is Miss Ben so terrible?"

Monk Mu Sen said sharply: "You are not a purple calamity, how did you enter this demon subduing realm." You've been waiting here for a long time, what are you going to do?"

The exotic woman said: "What a mess of purple trouble, it's really disappointing." I've been waiting here for a while, just to get you out. ”

"You!" Monk Mu Sen didn't know how to question, but he was sure in his heart that this person was friend or foe.

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

"Nonsense. ”

Monk Mu Sen stared, a large amount of green aura rose on the surface of his body, took a step forward, and grabbed out his right hand.

The surface of his open five fingers conjured up a sharp palm like a withered vine, drawing five visible qi marks in the void, and falling straight towards the shoulders of the exotic woman opposite.

And the face of the exotic woman opposite was only indifferent, without a trace of superfluous expression. Instead of dodging, she took a half-step forward, towering

Chest forward.

Monk Mu Sen's grasp just now was only a slight pause, his eyes were cold, his mana was urged, and the phantom of the vine claws on the surface of his palm was even more condensed, "Frivolous! ”

Monk Mu Sen knew in his heart that he was probably not the opponent of this exotic woman, and instead of waiting for the woman to deal with him, it was better to be the first to strike, and then take the opportunity to escape.

At the moment when the tip of Monk Musen's fingers were about to touch the woman's towering chest.

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

"Buzz!"

An emerald green mist burst open, and the woman's body disappeared, but hundreds of willow branches shot out from the exploding mist, winding towards the figure of Monk Musen.

"It's not good, it's a wooden stand-in technique. ”

Rumble!

Monk Mu Sen's grasp failed, and the three ancient trees not far away were all smashed by his grasp.

And those emerald willow branches were wrapped around the surface of Monk Musen's body, but they didn't seem to have any strong imprisoning power.

Monk Mu Sen tore his hands indiscriminately on his body, tearing the willow branches wrapped around the surface of his body to the ground.

"Giggle...... Giggle......" came from behind Monk Benson, a chuckle of the Wandering Spirit.

Monk Mu Sen hurriedly turned around.

Three feet away, the exotic woman was looking at him and laughing, a contemptuous smile.

"This woman's Mu Dun technique is much better than me, I am a Mu Dun technique, there is no room for play in front of her, she is simply my nemesis. It's better to run quickly, as long as you can contact Senior Brother Chiyan, or the two of Jin Guang and Yin Guang, you may not be able to kill her. ”

With a judgment in his heart, Monk Mu Sen pinched his hands, and a large cloud of 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 remained in place, his face panicked.

At this moment, on the ground under his feet, green rattans sprouted at some point, wrapping one of his ankles around strongly.

On the surface of the green rattan, strange runes swam like spirit snakes, as if they were a powerful binding technique.

Three feet away, the figure of the exotic woman blurred, turning into a green phantom and disappearing in place.

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

"Jingle Bell. The silver ornament on the exotic woman's neck was crisp and audible.

This time, the distance between the exotic woman and the monk Mu Sen was even closer, so close that it was just a short knife away.

Monk Mu Sen really smelled the body fragrance of an exotic woman this time, or the fragrance of her hair, like green and green smoked grass, but he didn't have the previous sense of intoxication.

He also clearly saw a delicate butterfly-shaped hairpin in the woman's bun, which was a silver butterfly picking flowers, fluttering wantonly, its wings seemed to be spread, and it was stupidly intoxicated by the fragrance of flowers.

"Seriously, you'll lose. The exotic woman said indifferently.

Without a pause, the exotic woman's right hand reached out and pressed it on the chest of Monk Musen.

When the exotic woman's palm was removed, the clothes on Monk Mu Sen's chest had been shattered, and there was a green vine-shaped mark on the surface of the exposed skin.

"Oops. Monk Mu Sen screamed, and suddenly felt that his heart was tightly grasped, his soul was stagnant, his mana was discharged, and he had no power to resist.

At this moment, Monk Mu Sen was full of chagrin

Remorse, if he had calmed down just now, he would not have been so simple to follow the path of this exotic woman.

"Who are you?" said Monk Musen in alarm.

"I'm not telling you. The exotic woman teased as she stretched out a finger and poked lightly at Monk Musen's chest.

Monk Mu Sen's tall figure stumbled and almost fell.

At this moment, if he hunts mice under the cat's paws, he has no power to resist.

"You demon girl, don't humiliate me, kill me if you want to kill. Monk Mu Sen glared at him and said decisively.

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

Immediately afterwards, a black mist erupted from the ghost flag, and the mist converged, revealing Zhang Sanlai, who was wearing a gray robe, with an ordinary appearance and a pair of small eyes like soybeans.

Seeing this, the exotic woman immediately said respectfully: "Welcome to the master." ”

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

"Thank you host for the compliment. The exotic woman said respectfully.

Zhang San waved his hand, and the exotic woman understood, and her figure turned into an emerald green streamer and disappeared into the ghost banner not far away.

After that, Zhang San made a one-handed move, and the ghost flag came into his hands.

"Who are you?" said Monk Mu Sen with a blank expression.

Zhang San also ignored it, and said to himself: "The skill and talent are quite reluctant, which is a cut worse than the previous Qingyan monk. In this Demon Suppression Realm, there is no better choice. ”

Monk Mu Sen suddenly realized: "You, you are a ghost with a thousand faces." The Qingyan monk is the poisoner of you. ”

Every pore on his body stood up, and a cool breeze poured in, like a pinprick in a needle.

The Thousand-Faced Ghost, he'd heard of it. That was the ruthless character who ranked third on the list of evil cultivators in the Zhongyuan Continent. According to legend, the Thousand-Faced Ghost has a seven-evil ghost flag, and is good at using the ghost flag to capture people's spirits, and the person who is photographed will become his ghost slave.

And before, the three sons of King Kong, who were also disciples of the Golden Buddha Temple, fell one after another when they were carrying out the mission of the Blue Fire Demon Domain. There is even more definite news that the Qingyan monk among the three sons of King Kong was once imprisoned as a ghost slave by the thousand-faced ghost.

Monk Mu Sen was reluctant to explode the Yuan Infant immediately, but at this moment, he was sealed by the foreign woman's confinement technique, and he couldn't gather a trace of mana.

Zhang San held the ghost flag in his hand, and approached Monk Mu Sen with an expressionless face, and every time he took a step closer, Monk Mu Sen felt that there were a thousand knives stabbed on his Yuan Soul, not pain, but horror.

Zhang San stood opposite Monk Musen.

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

He fell to his knees with a puff, "Thousand-faced ghost, hero, please, kill me." Don't turn me into a ghost slave. ”

"Under the ghost flag, there are all ghost slaves. ”

Zhang San shook the ghost flag in his hand, and rolled out a black wind, bringing the figure of Monk Mu Sen into the ghost flag.

After that, Zhang San opened his mouth, and the pitch-black ghost banner became smaller, and disappeared from his mouth by him, and entered the space of the Purple Mansion.

The next moment, a pitch-black ghost fog emerged from Zhang San's body surface, and the ghost fog converged. Zhang San didn't see it, but there was one more "Musen monk." ”

The thousand-faced ghost who turned into "Monk Mumori" moved his limbs, "As an excellent servant, I want to play every role just right." ”

When the words fell, a large green mist rose from the body surface of "Monk Musen". As soon as the green mist converged, the body of "Musen Monk" disappeared.