Chapter 392 If the donor doesn’t want to become a Buddha, how about... I help you become a demon?
Fart!
Gu Han cursed secretly in his heart.
The cultivation level on his body instantly climbed to the peak. The sword energy was compressed one foot outside of the body. With a sway, he came to the little novice monk in an instant, and a sword that was extremely solidified fell down in an instant!
boom!
The Buddha's light was shattered repeatedly.
The little novice monk flew out in an instant, but while he was in mid-air, the Buddha's light condensed again, and actually turned into a six-armed Vajra, holding the demon-conquering pestle, and wrapped him tightly in his body, following him
Blood continued to flow out, the King Kong's eyes widened with anger, and the blood in his eyes became more and more intense!
"donor!"
boom!
The Vajra figure fell heavily, and he steadied himself, staring at Gu Han, with blood flashing in his eyes.
"You are deeply rooted in demons, your sins are unforgivable, and you have no connection with my Buddha!"
"how?"
Gu Han's tone was slightly mocking.
"Aren't you going to transform me?"
boom!
The aura of the King Kong changed, and the Buddha's light disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by endless killing intent. The six arms were waved in unison, and the demon-subduing pestle was smashed directly towards Gu Han!
"Today, eliminate the devil!"
No hesitation.
Gu Han directly activated the method of turning his spiritual thoughts into swords!
The inexplicable little novice monk who came here was so powerful that he even surpassed the Mo Li he had met before. Naturally, he did not dare to be careless in the slightest.
only.
This little novice's soul power was much stronger than his, and with the protection of Vajra and Buddha's light, his movements were not greatly affected, and he came to him instead!
boom!
boom!
…
The King Kong seemed to have infinite power, and every blow it struck was as heavy as a mountain, causing Gu Han's figure to continuously retreat.
only.
Under that incomparably sharp sword.
He is worse off.
Three of the six arms were broken, and only half of the demon-conquering pestle was left. The body was full of deep cracks, as if it was about to disintegrate at any time.
"cut!"
Suddenly!
The sword energy on Gu Han's body once again pressed down two inches, and several wounds instantly burst out on his body. He slashed down hard towards the King Kong, and a faint bloody sword sword sank directly into the King Kong's body!
In an instant!
King Kong's body stagnated and completely collapsed!
boom!
Without the Vajra protection, the little novice fell heavily to the ground. His body was covered with sword marks and he kept coughing up blood.
"Damn it!" >
Gu Han looked unkind and walked closer, pointing his sword at the center of his eyebrows.
"What's wrong with you!"
I met a young monk out of nowhere.
There was a fight out of nowhere.
Inexplicably, I got injured all over my body.
If he hadn't met Mei Yun, he would have almost suspected that the curse on him was still there.
"Ahem..."
The sword is close at hand.
The little novice monk seemed unaware and coughed up another mouthful of blood. The madness and bloodlust in his eyes dissipated a little, but there was just a bit more pure black color in his eyes.
"donor……"
"You are not destined to be a Buddha, but are destined to be a demon."
"It's better..."
"How about I transform you into a demon?"
Save your uncle!
Gu Han cursed secretly in his heart.
"I'm sorry, I don't have a chance with your demon either!"
Hear the words.
The pure black color in the little novice's eyes is getting more and more, and an ancient will seems to be gradually awakening in his body. Waves of magic sounds are coming from inexplicable places, seeming to swallow up everything in the world!
broken!
Gu Han's heart trembled, and the sword was about to be cut down!
"Wuxin."
Also at this time.
An old voice sounded, with a faint strange rhythm in the voice, which eliminated all the murderous intent and hostility in Gu Han's heart.
"Master..."
The young novice murmured in response.
The pure black color in his eyes quickly faded, and he once again returned to his previous innocent look.
"well……"
A sigh sounded.
Next to Gu Han, there was an old monk.
The monk's robes are worn out.
The face is old.
There was a hint of worry in his eyes.
Gu Han's heart skipped a beat!
From the old monk, he could not feel the slightest fluctuation in his cultivation. In this case, he was either a complete mortal, or... he was definitely a master much more powerful than Fu Dahai!
broken.
Hit the small one.
Here comes the old one.
"donor."
The old monk sighed in a low voice, "Don't panic, I have nothing to worry about."
Malice, everything is caused by the little disciple, it disturbed the donor, I hope the donor will not be offended."
"Master, you're welcome."
Gu Han smiled stiffly.
Strange?
With your level of cultivation, is it useful to say that you are surprised?
not far away.
The three big men had just been freed from the unintentional Buddha's sound, and before they had time to breathe a sigh of relief, they suddenly saw the old monk, and they turned pale and trembling with fear.
"Are you that old...ahem, teacher?"
"Three donors." .??.
The old monk looked apologetic.
"Don't be offended."
"You're welcome, Master, you're welcome."
The three of them bowed in succession.
He actually had the same thought as Gu Han.
Just your level of cultivation!
We say it’s weird, does it work?
"Three donors." .??.
The old monk clasped his hands together and said, "You have heavy evil spirits and great hidden dangers. Are you willing to practice Buddhism with me and eliminate your karmic obstacles?"
"this……"
The three of them looked embarrassed.
They really want to say no, but they don't dare.
"That's all."
The old monk shook his head.
"Don't force it until the fate has arrived."
"Farewell!"
The three of them fled from this place as if they had been granted amnesty.
I don’t know when.
The unintentional little monk had already sneaked out from under Gu Han's sword. His body was stained with blood, and he stood pitifully beside the old monk, "Master, I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention to it, and it almost caused a big mistake."
"..."
The old monk said nothing, and his eyes became even more worried.
he?
Gu Han's heart moved.
Could it be referring to the ancient will just now?
He is obviously just a child in his teens, why does he have that kind of thing on his body, and where does he come from?
"donor."
Wuxin apologized to Gu Han again.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."
"it's okay no problem."
He chuckled and said, "Little Bald...cough, little master said something serious. I don't like to hold grudges. Everything has passed and I have forgotten it!"
Do not know why.
See the look in his eyes.
Wuxin's figure couldn't help but shrink back.
"big division."
"I have something else to do, so I'll take my leave now."
The old monk is unfathomable.
Unintentionally weird and inexplicable.
Naturally, he didn't want to stay any longer.
"donor."
The old monk suddenly spoke.
"Please stay."
"Grandmaster!"
Gu Han froze and felt a little panicked, "I really have no fate with your Buddha!"
He can still deal with it without any intention.
But the old monk... he felt that even if Yan Qianjue came, he might not be able to defeat him.
"The donor misunderstood."
The old monk sighed.
"If it's fate or not, just let it go. If you force it, you will fall into the devil's way. But I see that there is a death intention lingering between the donor's eyebrows. This disaster... is difficult to survive."
"Grandmaster."
Gu Han's heart moved.
"You know what I'm going to do?"
he thinks.
The old monk should have realized that he was going to save someone from a catastrophe, but he just said it in a vague way.
"donor."
The old monk pondered for a moment.
But he handed over a yellow-brown bodhi seed.
"If a murderous disaster comes, this thing may be able to help you."
"Master!"
Wuxin exclaimed.
"that is not……"
"It's just something external to me."
"I understand, Master."
Wu Xin responded, but his eyes were still staring at the bodhi seed, with greed hidden deep in his eyes.
Gu Han glanced at it a few times.
There is nothing special about this bodhi seed except that it is darker in color.
only.
Judging from the unintentional reaction.
This thing is absolutely extraordinary!
Human robbery is dangerous.
With an extra treasure to protect himself, he naturally would not be pretentious and immediately took the bodhi seed from the old monk's hand, not forgetting to say a few polite words.
"Grandmaster."
"I'm so embarrassed to receive such an expensive gift from you, someone who just met me by chance..."
"It doesn't matter."
The old monk smiled.
"The donor is destined to be my Buddha."
Gu Han was so frightened that he almost threw the Bodhi Seed out!
