Immortal and Demon Cultivation

The person who can be called a master by Monk Hua and replace him with caution must not be simple.

At least the ghost girl in the realm of heaven and human did not feel the breath of that person at all.

As Monk Hua's expression became more and more solemn, the atmosphere became more and more depressing.

Gui Yatou and Xiao Qi both drew out their magic weapons. Zhou Wu also felt that something was not right and became a little nervous.

The visitor is a human, not a monster. If it were a beast, Monk Hua would not be so cautious.

However, Monk Hua is a peerless master at the peak of immortality. Unless he encounters Sumeru masters like Xuan Ying and Hua Wuyou, he will not be as nervous as he is now.

Zhou Wuyi understands this truth, but Xiaoqi and Gui Yatou understand that the cultivation level of the person in the dark should not be inferior to Monk Hua.

Monk Hua squinted his small eyes, looked around, and said word by word: "I am Monk Hua's Dharma Appearance. I don't know whether the person coming here is an enemy or a friend."

"call……"

Another gust of night wind blew by. In the eyes of Gui Yatou and the other three, this was just an ordinary night wind that couldn't be more ordinary. However, Monk Hua's expression became even more solemn.

He seemed to feel the specific location of the person, and whispered to the ghost girl: "Stay here, don't wander around. If I haven't come back after daybreak, you can go find Yun Yatou yourself."

Before Guiya and the other three could speak, Monk Hua, carrying the huge golden bowl, disappeared without a trace in an instant. The three of them didn't even know which direction he was flying.

In the dark shadow, a strange light quickly jumped out. Seeing it, Monk Hua laughed loudly: "I saw you! You can't run away!"

After saying that, he threw the golden bowl vigorously. That golden bowl is definitely the most precious Buddhist treasure. The moment it was thrown out by Monk Hua, the Buddha's light flourished, and a golden Buddha flame shrouded it. Countless densely packed Buddhist mantras circulated in the Buddha's light and Buddha's flame, and seemed to be vaguely alive.

You can hear some mysterious Buddhist chants coming from the golden bowl.

Monk Hua's cultivation is extraordinary. Last time A Xiang woke up, he robbed Monk Hua of his magic weapon and kicked Monk Hua on his big ass.

In fact, Monk Hua did not have a serious relationship with Axiang because of the fact that she was a descendant of Mr. Yun.

If they really fight, the two Axiangs combined may not be able to defeat Monk Hua.

Monk Hua's blow was difficult for ordinary cultivators to withstand and resolve.

However, the strange light on the opposite side suddenly stopped and changed into a figure. The figure hit the powerful golden bowl with a backhand palm.

There was a loud bang, and the golden bowl that was speeding towards him was actually whirled back by the man with a palm.

Monk Hua was definitely a fat and flexible man. He climbed up and reached out to hold the big golden bowl that kept spinning.

He screamed: "Good job!"

When he was about to take action, hundreds of palm prints suddenly appeared in the air. Those palm prints were not big, but they seemed to be very powerful, and the palm power showed a light golden color.

When Monk Hua saw this move, his fat face suddenly changed, and he lost his voice and said: "Great Compassion Hand?"

He hit the golden bowl in his hand and shattered about a third of the palm prints, but there were too many palm prints.

I saw Monk Hua with his hands fully extended and his legs spread out, performing a set of Arhat Fist with great power.

Countless fist shadows and countless palm shadows collided in the air, and the rumbling sounds continued, like thousands of sky thunders all exploding in an instant.

The surrounding wind was strong, rolling up dry grass and leaves, swirling around the flower monk and the mysterious man.

In the end, Monk Hua focused all his strength on his fists, and used the Double Dragon Sun-Guan Ri move in Arhat Fist. Two huge golden iron fists, wrapped in a powerful fist wind, directly broke all the remaining Dabei palm prints.

The man stopped, turned around, and ran away again.

Monk Hua knew that this mysterious man had extremely high cultivation level. In the previous fight, the two of them were just trying their best and did not use their full strength. Monk Hua wanted to find out who the other party was, so he immediately chased after him.

Not long after the two disappeared, Gui Yatou, Xiao Qi, and Zhou Wu appeared near the fighting ruins. They heard the sound of fighting nearby and knew that Monk Hua must have fought with the enemy, so they came to take a look together.

It was still a step too late. When the three of them arrived, Monk Hua and the mysterious master had already disappeared without a trace.

Looking at the messy flowers, plants and trees around her, the ghost girl stamped her feet and said, "The other party must be a peerless master. I'm so worried about my uncle!"

Xiao Qi said: "I think your worries are unfounded. There are not many people in the Three Realms who can defeat Monk Hua. You should still worry about us. Monk Hua, the super bodyguard, is not here. If there is more than one person on the other side, we will be in dire straits."

Gui Yatou thought about it. Now she was the person with the highest cultivation here. She opened her spiritual consciousness to search. When she saw that there was no movement around, she led Xiao Qi and Zhou Wu back to the bonfire camp where the eggs were cooked.

Monk Hua originally had a high level of cultivation, but later he was taught the Buddhist chapter of the sixth volume of the Heavenly Book by his brother-in-law, the Evil God. His cultivation level was so extraordinary that he had few rivals in the Three Realms.

But the other party seems to have a good background, and his cultivation level may not be lower than that of Monk Hua.

The opponent was clearly in front, but no matter how fast Monk Hua tried to catch up, he could never catch up with him.

At this time, Monk Hua also discovered something. This person didn't have much hostility towards him. He didn't seem to really want to fight with him. He didn't really want to escape after being discovered by him. He seemed to be luring him away.

After discovering this, Monk Hua stopped pursuing him. He thought this was a plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain.

When the man in front saw the flower monk stop, he also stopped.

The Flower Monk said, "Who are you, sir? Is it fun to play tricks on me?"

The person finally spoke, and it seemed to be a woman, but her voice seemed as cold as the black ice that had not melted for thousands of years.

"Faxiang, you don't have to get involved in the matter of the Dead Marsh. I will take over."

"Haha, are you kidding? I don't even know who you are. Why do you want me to quit with just one word?"

The person didn't say anything, but waved his hand lightly, and a strange light shot towards the Flower Monk.

The Flower Monk grabbed the strange light and found that it was actually a colorful feather.

His expression changed, and he said in a lost voice: "It's you! How come you are in the human world?"

The man said: "Qin Feng's former cave is not as simple as you think. I am here to clean up the mess."

The Flower Monk said: "You mean the Empty Cave? Are you here for the Empty Cave? I have been to that place more than once. It's nothing special."

The man said: "It's a long story. I will tell you later. Now the space-time channel connecting the heaven and the human world has been closed. I will send you back to the heaven to report to the evil god. How to deal with the affairs of the human world depends on the evil god's intention." The Flower Monk played with the feather in his hand, and his expression gradually relaxed.