Under the mortal realm, the center of the flower city.

Before the huge gladiolus, Mu Eighteen and Ming monks stood opposite each other. The atmosphere is weird, one good and one evil, one person and one demon. Friends of the past, enemies today. Everyone's eyes were focused on the two of them.

It's more of surprise, unawareness, and resentment. This young man came to Huacheng with a demon on his back just to fight in this battle?

A burst of Sanskrit buzzed from low to high, and a black lotus rose from the black mist surrounding Minghe, the lotus flower was originally holy pink, but now it is black and black gas, and the bewitching and strange color can't help but make people's hearts palpitate.

The black qi entangled Ming monk chanted the "Vajra Fu Spell", the black spell urged the demon lotus to send out a dazzling dark light and flew towards Mu Eighteen out of thin air, the wooden sword flashed with a red peach blossom mark and broke away from Mu Eighteen, and the two magic weapons collided in the air,

The color of the peach blossom on the body of the wooden sword collided with the black lotus flower in mid-air. The dark monk's eyes were bright red, and the demonic aura suddenly rose, and the phantoms overlapped and surrounded Mu Shi's eighteen.

The wooden sword turned into a rain of pink apricot blossoms, rising from the air and hitting the lotus, from top to bottom, the clouds and smoke rolled, and the monk's face gradually blurred. The two magic weapons trembled slightly, as if they were fighting to the death. There was a loud roar, a piercing sound, and countless small stones rolled up on the ground and rolled into the distance, rolling into the flowers.

Mu Eighteen did not move an inch, his face was a little pale, and his mental strength and physical strength made him feel very tired.

The wooden sword roared lightly, ignoring the black qi of the black lotus, and slashed straight at the chest of Monk Ming, the monk was in place and the spell was in a hurry, black smoke was filled, and his body disappeared with the black mist.

Mu Eighteen let out a long roar, feeling the wind behind him, the wooden sword turned back and turned back, and a pair of hands suddenly appeared behind him, grabbed the wooden sword body, and the monk's figure also flashed into the void.

This kind of spell doesn't seem to be a secret method of Buddhism, but it is like a body method that has not yet been cultivated before, and Mu Eighteen has never seen a monk use it before.

After grabbing the wooden sword, the monk put another straight hand on Mu Eighteen's chest, and slapped Mu Eighteen on the chest, the sound of bone cracking sounded, and Mu Eighteen fell backwards dozens of steps, his throat was hot, and he almost vomited.

Although Mu Eighteen is about to reach the realm of the Green Underworld, and his body has also been tempered by the vial and the Stygian Sword, the monk is a person in the realm of Buddhism, and his cultivation is unfathomable, and Mu Eighteen is still obviously inferior to the monk's opponent.

Mu Eighteen gritted his teeth, closed the blood that was about to exit, and the wooden sword pierced into the ground one step beside him, and a sword qi rose from the ground, resisting the Ming monk who was flying towards Mu Eighteen. The black qi of the Ming monk suddenly separated, and the monk also disappeared with the black qi.

The next moment, a black lotus flower appeared in the sky above Mu Eighteen, and a monk stood on the black lotus, smashing it fiercely at Mu Eighteen.

Red blood appeared on Mu Eighteen's pale face, and for a moment he felt his own blood surging to his brain.

He threw the wooden sword into the air with all his might, and the wooden sword turned into peach blossoms and attacked behind the monk. The peach blossoms reflect the monk's black face, ruthless and unjust.

Monk Ming's figure swayed, flying away from the lotus, the black gas re-condensed on his body, and the black enchantment blocked the peach blossom sword rain.

The already fierce air was even more turbulent, and a red qi surged out from Mu Eighteen's body, which was the sixth style of the Kunlun Mountain Sword Technique "Swimming Dragon and Phoenix" that Mu Eighteen had recently cultivated.

The wooden sword flew back into Mu Eighteen's hand, a faint golden light flashed, and Mu Eighteen turned into a swimming dragon with the wooden sword, rushing towards the black lotus flower above his head, and the sound of "popping" came one after another, and cracks appeared in the black lotus.

One after another, sword light erupted from the golden dragon's mouth, and the black lotus flower instantly shattered, turning into black qi and drifting around, disappearing into the void.

The golden dragon body that got rid of the shackles suddenly sounded with a dragon groan, shocking the heavens and the earth.

The dragon sweeps the water, and the phoenix strikes the sky. Who would dare to compete with it?

Look up, I'm crazy!

Mu Eighteen led the golden dragon to pounce on Monk Ming, his eyes contemptuous of the world, and rushed over with nothing to do.

Monk Ming let out a long roar, his voice was like a nine ghost demon, the demonic body retreated sharply, and the golden dragon was extremely fast, hitting him on the chest, retreating again and again.

The chest was hit by the golden dragon and then bright red blood flowed out of his mouth, staining the monk's white monk's robes red. But he didn't realize it, like a zombie.

The golden dragon attacked for the third time and attacked for the third time, and Mu Eighteen, who was flying, saw the familiar face of Monk Ming.

What stings the soul deep in his heart, the past scenes hovered in Mu Eighteen's mind.

Mu Eighteen Angtian roared, the golden dragon's glittering color dimmed, and a long roar passed by Monk Ming. The back was exposed in front of the eyes of the Ming monk

Monk Ming was surrounded by black energy, and his fingers were pointed out violently, pointing at Mu Eighteen's back.

The "Buddha Vajra Finger" pierced the golden dragon enchantment of Mu Eighteen, and the pain on his back from the finger wind hit him into the brain and fell heavily to the ground.

The black light appeared in front of him, and the monk's hands were like hooks, pointing towards Mu Eighteen's eyes. The black gas was about to engulf him.

Mu Eighteen felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart, the distance between life and death was so short, like a thin thread.

A light on the side blocked in front of Mu Eighteen, and a white Junzi Orchid blocked the two fingers of the Ming monk galloping, and the Junzi Orchid was full of fragrance, instantly surrounding the monk with black gas, and the white light slashed and dispersed the black gas, bright and holy.

On Mu Eighteen's side, a woman in white joined the battle sideways, and that face crossed in front of Mu Eighteen, with a thin veil, fragrant like an orchid.

Mu Eighteen Ten's hand pulled down the veil, and saw a face like a flower and jade, eyes like bright stars, a nose high up, not abrupt, and a small mouth like a bright moon.

You can't look at it, but you'll fall in love with it when you see it.

Mu Eighteen's mouth was open, deeply attracted. The woman who came out didn't expect someone to take off her veil.

For a while, he was on the spot and did not continue to attack Monk Ming. A handsome face, revealed-

Surprise!

Yes, Mu Eighteen was not mistaken, the girl looked shy, but she couldn't hide that smile. She turned her head to face Mu Eighteen and said, "You took off the veil?"

"Hmm," Mu Eighteen nodded his head.

"You see my face?"

"Hmm" Mu Eighteen was confused, but he couldn't deny what he had done.

"Then you will marry me!" said the girl suddenly.

"Girl, this is a misunderstanding, I'm actually just curious about your face behind the veil?" Mu Eighteen looked at this girl with a jade face, swallowed his saliva, but-

You're too fat, your waist is thicker than two buckets. This figure can't be proportional to the face!

Couples go out to play, hugging their small waists, sexy and delicate. I went out to play with two buckets in my arms, and this picture was fixed in Mu Eighteen's mind, and I didn't dare to continue thinking about it.