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73. Out of the Taiyin

They stood in the hall. The banquet of the demon kings was originally in the shape of a mouthful, with a few acres of open space in the middle, and there were no little demons in it. The demon kings were very curious about what it meant to be such a large piece of empty space in the middle, but now the demon kings understood that the middle was used for martial arts competition.

Mo Xian saw at first glance that this was the posture of the princes in the human world at the banquet, but it was a bit inconsistent. He was always curious about where Wanbanmei learned it, and there were no humans in this world.

The two demons stood in the middle, and Wan Banmei spoke: "Are you a weapon or something?"

The dark blood ferocious bull smiled and said, "I bully you with weapons, just compare spells. In fact, we can use any means of fighting. We don't limit anything, we can use whatever we can!"

"Okay! One word is determined!" After Wan Banmei said that, she retreated and did not attack directly. Instead, a plum blossom tree appeared beside her. A tall plum blossom tree, with petals floating down, as if there was a whirlwind, which seemed beautiful, but extremely dangerous. At the moment the flower tree appeared, Mo Xian felt a trance. He shuddered and looked at other demon kings. Some of them were even addicted to it. This was not the power of charm, but the power of the law of rising to the extreme. It seemed weak, but it was in control. It was in line with the fact that weak defeated strength. As soon as the law came out, a law domain was formed around the body, rejecting other laws entering.

Once his Dharma Realm is revealed, it is also the Dharma Realm of Plum Blossoms. This is a rare Dharma Realm, which makes people have to suspect that his true form is an old plum tree, but Mo Xian doesn't look at it like this. He used his own Dharma Realm at the beginning of the battle, and it is a bit unexpected no matter how he looks at it.

"Since you show your appearance, it depends on how I break you!" The dark blood bull laughed. A magic trick that resembles the sky and the earth, with a body growing five or six times higher than that of himself, was a punch. Mo Xian's eyes twitched, which looked very simple, but it can be seen that his appearance was honest, but in fact he was treacherous. A red shadow flashed beside him, and a faint dark red layer was covered with his fist. Talismans were stacked layer by layer, and they punched out. Everyone felt that there was blood red in front of them, and they could not see the changes in the field clearly.

But there were two people in the field who saw clearly, one was Mo Xian and the other was Kun Yin. They were not affected by the blood talisman. Mo Xian saw a blood fist forming in the air and blasting into the plum blossoms. Countless talismans began to erode the plum blossom petals, as if bacteria were split. This was also a law, an erosion law.

The plum petals were extremely vivid in an instant, one petal was flying, covered with the light of the law, which was extremely beautiful. Seeing that the petals followed a strange path, the speed suddenly accelerated, and the falling flowers were colorful, gradually disintegrating the blood-colored talisman, but its split speed could not keep up with its extinction speed. In an instant, the blood was empty.

The blood red disappeared, and the demon kings saw the scene again. At some point, an iron rod appeared in the hand of the dark blooded ferocious bull. It shook it and suddenly became thicker. The dark blooded ferocious bull roared and hit Wanpanmei with a stick. The stick also shone with dark red light. Countless talismans were like bloodshot, and they suddenly smashed towards Wanpanmei with the iron rod.

Wan Banmei sneered: "It's my turn to fight back!"

A dragon rod appeared in his hand. A dragon flew over with endless petals. He wrapped it with a wave of force and shook the surroundings with a bang.

Mo Xian frowned. The battle between the god-transforming monks rarely affects external objects unless they do it intentionally or both sides don’t care about it. If they do it intentionally, the dark blood ferocious cow may be, but in the plum garden, Wanbanmei must have some concerns. In this case, Wanbanmei suffers.

Sure enough, Wanbanmei shouted: "Okay! It can't be opened here, let's go out to fight!" After saying that, his figure flashed, his body disappeared, and when he appeared again, he had already reached the outside of the cave. The dark blooded bull also shouted: "Okay, it's as you wish!" A black wind was rolled up, and two little monsters could not dodge, screamed, the bones were gone, and a gust of wind also came out of the cave.

Mo Xian and others also blew out of the hole. Looking at the air, the two of them had already fired out the real fire. The light in the sky was magnificent, and even the plum blossoms in the plum garden were affected, and some hills were also broken. The two sides fought fiercely in the air. In the eyes of the demon kings, a dragon flew out from a ball of light trees, which was like a hedgehog for several miles, while the dark blood cow turned into a giant, half cloud and half mist, and the iron rod in his hand was dancing so that water could not be splashed in. The dark red light was accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder, and even the space was trembling.

This is not the first time Mo Xian has watched the battle of the god-transforming monks, but the demon clan has the characteristics of the demon clan, mainly attacking in close combat. With the magical powers, the two weapons of the two sides have been intersecting continuously, and at the same time, they are mixed with magical powers such as fire, water, ice and snow, which has become a stalemate for a while.

"Fellow Daoist, who will win?" Qianxia came to Mo Xian at some time.

"Neither side tried his best." Mo Xian said as he looked at the battle above his head.

"Have you tried your best yet?" Qianxia smacked her tongue. Some things like this fighting were beyond her understanding, and she didn't see it.

"Yes, fellow Taoist Mo Xian said it well. Both sides still have reservations. It seems that they want to find an opportunity to determine the universe with one blow." Fairy Kunyin also said on the side. The demon kings were skeptical about Mo Xian's words, but no one suspected that Fairy Kunyin's words. She was one of the three god-transforming cultivators within ten thousand miles. She said that the two did not do their best, and they really did not do their best.

The dark blooded bull fought for a while and laughed: "The master of Meiyuan is just like this. I'll sit in this position!" Before he finished speaking, a thunderous sound appeared, and a magic image appeared. It was a two-horned kui Niu. You saw that he was covered with demonic texts, with thousands of auspicious colors, his head was like a steep mountain, his eyes were flashing, and his two horns were like two curved iron towers. The demonic texts were lined up in the rows of suppressed men, with sharp blades, thousands of feet long, from the hooves to the back, and his feet were eight hundred feet. The blood lights were covered in his body. When he mooed, he spit out a word of mantra from his mouth and came straight towards Wanban Mei.

He spoke the truth, but others didn't recognize it, but Mo Xian was shocked. This was the truth of the heavenly words. Mo Xian clearly remembered that in the Taiyin Mirror that day, Mo Xian spit out the truth of the naive words, breaking the chaos in the mirror, and opening up a side. Seeing that he spit out the truth of the naive words, he was really shocked. After looking closely, he felt relieved. This was not the truth of the heavenly talisman, but just the false talisman of the sky, which could not be opened at all. At most, it was the demon text of the sky-suppressing world. However, as soon as this truth came out, the surroundings stopped for a moment. The time was very short, but the masters fought for this moment.

At this moment of stillness, Kui Niu rushed over, and a ball of golden red flew up, hitting straight towards Wanpanmei. Wanpanmei was extremely frightened at this moment. She watched a giant bull come over. Everything around her was still, and only his thinking was still running. When he was anxious, his thinking began to stimulate. At that moment, a strange-shaped thing appeared on the plum tree, with eyes, eyebrows, mouth, ears, and even hands and feet.
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