Chapter 392: The donor doesn’t want to become a Buddha, why don’t I help you become a demon?
Fart!
Gu Han cursed in his heart.
The cultivation level of his body instantly rose to the peak, and the sword energy was compressed one foot outside his body. His body shook and he instantly came to the little shakimi. A sword energy that was condensed to the extreme instantly slashed down!
Bang!
The Buddha's light is broken heavily.
The little shaman flew out in an instant, but the man was in mid-air, and the Buddha's light condensed again, and turned into a six-armed Vajra, holding the demon-subduing pestle, wrapped him firmly in his body, following him
Blood kept flowing out, the Vajra's eyes widened, his anger was filled with fury, and the blood in his eyes became more and more intense!
"donor!"
Bang!
The Vajra fell heavily, and he kept his body steady, staring at Gu Han, with blood flashing in his eyes.
"You have deep roots in your devil, and your sins are unforgivable, and you have no fate with me Buddha!"
"how?"
Gu Han's tone was slightly mocking.
"I won't let me pass on?"
boom!
The aura of the Vajra changed, and the Buddha's light disappeared instantly, and was replaced by endless murderous intentions. The six arms waved together, and the demon-subduing pestle smashed directly at Gu Han's body!
"Today, get rid of the devil!"
No hesitation.
Gu Han directly activated the method of transforming the sword into divine thoughts!
The inexplicable little novice monk who came here was so strong that he even surpassed Mo Li he had met before, so he naturally did not dare to be careless at all.
only.
The little shaman's soul power is much stronger than that of him. In addition, with Vajra and Buddha Light protecting his body, his movements were not greatly affected, so he came to him!
Bang!
Bang!
...
The King Kong seemed to have infinite power, and every shot was as heavy as a mountain, causing Gu Han's body to retreat continuously.
only.
Under the extremely sharp sword aura.
He will be even worse.
Three of his six arms were broken, and only half of the demon-subduing pestle was left, and his body was covered with deep cracks, as if it was about to collapse at any time.
"cut!"
Suddenly!
The sword energy on Gu Han's body pressed down two inches again, and several wounds burst out of his body instantly, slashing heavily towards the Vajra. A sword energy with faint blood light directly penetrated into the Vajra's body!
In an instant!
The body of Vajra stagnated and completely collapsed!
Bang!
Without the protection of the Vajra, Xiao Shami fell heavily to the ground, her body was covered with sword marks, and her mouth was constantly coughing up blood.
"Damn it!"
Gu Han looked unkind, and walked closer and pointed his sword at his forehead.
"Are you sick?"
I met a little monk for some reason.
A fight was inexplicably fought.
He was injured inexplicably.
If he hadn't seen Mei Yun, he would have almost suspected that the curse on his body was still there.
"Ahem..."
The long sword is right in front of you.
The little novice monk seemed to have not realized it, and coughed another mouthful of blood. The madness and bloodthirst in his eyes disappeared a little, but there was a little more pure black color.
"donor……"
"You have no fate with Buddha, but you have a fate with demons."
“It’s better…”
"How about I'll save you into a demon?"
Send you uncle!
Gu Han cursed in his heart.
"Sorry, I have no fate with your demon!"
Hearing words.
The little shaman's eyes were getting more and more pure black. An ancient will seemed to be gradually awakening in his body, and waves of demonic sounds came from inexplicably, as if he wanted to swallow everything in the world!
broken!
Gu Han's heart was terrified, and the sword was about to be cut off!
"Not mind."
At this time.
An old voice sounded, with a faint strange rhythm in the sound, which completely eliminated Gu Han's murderous intent and hostility in his heart.
“Master…”
The little novice murmured.
The pure black color in his eyes faded away quickly and returned to his original innocent appearance again.
"well……"
A sigh rang out.
An old monk was already there next to Gu Han.
The monk's clothes were worn.
An old face.
There was a hint of worry in his eyes.
Gu Han's heart suddenly jumped!
From the old monk, he could not feel the slightest fluctuation in his cultivation. In this situation, he was either a completely mortal or... he was definitely a much more powerful master than Fu Dahai!
broken.
He beat the small one.
The old one is here.
"donor."
The old monk sighed, "Don't panic, I have no malice. Everything is caused by the little disciple. I have disturbed the donor. I hope the donor will not be surprised."
"You are polite, Master."
Gu Han smiled stiffly.
Are you surprised?
With your cultivation level, I say it’s useless, is it useful?
Not far away.
The three men had just escaped from the unintentional Buddhist voice. Before they could breathe a sigh of relief, they suddenly saw the old monk and were so scared that their faces were pale and trembling.
"You're that old...ahem, my father?"
"Three donors."
The old monk looked apologetic.
"Don't be surprised."
"You are kind, Master."
The three of them bowed repeatedly.
I actually had the same idea as Gu Han.
Just your cultivation level!
We say it’s useless, is it useful?
"Three donors."
The old monk clasped his hands together, "You have a heavy evil spirit and a great hidden danger. Do you want to practice Buddhism with me and eliminate karma?"
"this……"
The three of them looked embarrassed.
They really want to say no, but they just dare not say it.
"Forget it."
The old monk shook his head.
"The law of fate has not arrived, so you cannot force it."
"Goodbye!"
The three of them left here as if they were granted amnesty and fled.
I don't know when.
The young monk Wuxin had sneaked out from under Gu Han's sword, with blood on his body, and stood pitifully beside the old monk, "Master, I'm sorry, I didn't watch it, it almost turned into a big mistake."
“…”
The old monk didn't say anything, and his eyes were even more worried.
he?
Gu Han's heart moved.
Is it referring to the ancient will just now?
He is obviously just a child over ten years old, why does he have that kind of thing on his body? What is his origin?
"donor."
Wuxin apologized to Gu Han again.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."
"It's okay, it's okay."
He smiled and said, "Little Bald...hehe, my little master is so serious. I don't like to hold grudges. I've all been over, and I've forgotten it!"
For some reason.
Seeing his eyes.
Wuxin's figure couldn't help but shrink back.
"master."
"I have something to do, so I'll say goodbye first."
The old monk is unfathomable.
Wuxin is strange and inexplicable.
Naturally, he was unwilling to stay for too long.
"donor."
The old monk suddenly spoke.
"Please stay."
"master!"
Gu Han's body stiffened and he felt a little panicked, "I really have no fate with your Buddha!"
He can still deal with it without intention.
But the old monk... he felt that even if Yan Qianjue came, he might not be able to beat him.
"The donor misunderstood."
The old monk sighed.
"If you have fate or not, everything is just as fate. If you force it, you will fall into the devil's path. But I see that there is a hidden desire to entangle between the donor's eyebrows. This disaster... is difficult to overcome."
"master."
Gu Han's heart moved.
"You know what I'm going to do?"
He felt.
The old monk should have seen that he was going to save the disaster, but his words were just a vague one.
"donor."
The old monk pondered for a moment.
But I handed over a yellow-brown Bodhi seed.
"If the killing disaster comes, this thing may help you."
"Master!"
Wuxin exclaimed.
"That's not..."
"It's just something outside of your body."
"I understand, Master."
Wuxin responded, but his eyes were still staring at the Bodhis seed, and there was a flash of greed in his eyes.
Gu Han glanced a few times.
Apart from the darker color, this Bodhis seed is nothing surprising.
only.
Judging from the unintentional reaction.
This thing is absolutely extraordinary!
The robbery is dangerous.
If he could have one more treasure to protect himself, he would naturally not be pretentious. He immediately took the Bodhi seed from the old monk and did not forget to make a few polite words.
"master."
"I'm sorry to meet you by chance..."
"It's okay."
The old monk smiled.
"The donor has a fate with my Buddha."
Gu Han was so scared that he almost threw the Bodhizi out!