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Chapter 392 If the donor doesn’t want to become a Buddha, how about... I help you become a demon?(1/3)

 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."
To be continued...
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