Chapter 43: The Golden Pupil Raid

With Jiang Huan's loud shout, his figure also became like a ghost, flickering left and right in the square, neither easily approaching the nameless monk, nor retreating too far, in the process of Jiang Huan's movement, from time to time to use a strong Vajra finger to test the nameless monk.

But no matter how Jiang Huan tried it, the nameless monk still stood as steady as Mount Tai's volley, his greedy eyes staring downward, and he looked like he was in control of the overall situation. Whenever the fingerprint attack approached, the Vajra Dharma Statue behind him gently waved the demon pestle, and a wisp of pitch-black aura escaped, and the fingerprint that seemed to have an invincible momentum dissipated.

"Damn, it's getting more and more difficult! But why didn't he make a move? Was it because he was disdainful?" After several attempts to no avail, Jiang Huan had to give up, and hurriedly retreated to the edge of the square in the distance, keeping a distance from the nameless monk as much as possible, looking at the nameless monk in the void, Jiang Huan's heart began to feel a little anxious.

Jiang Huan even thought about committing suicide, so that he could be teleported out, and he didn't have to become in the current dilemma, but he thought about it, but Jiang Huan disdained to do this, if he really did this, his courage would be greatly defeated, on the contrary, he chose to resist to the end, so that even if he failed, he would have no regrets.

"That's right!"

Jiang Huan's expression was overjoyed, he found that the demon suppression pestle in the hand of the Vajra Law Minister, there was a trace of red light flashing, and he knew that that position was the place where the golden talisman seal was imprinted before.

Jiang Huan thought to himself, judging from the anomaly of the nameless monk before, the demon pestle was obviously resistant to the mutation, although it was later suppressed by the nameless monk, but the place where the golden rune seal was imprinted was still resisting, and it was this flashing red light that made Jiang Huan see a glimmer of hope.

For Jiang Huan, he clearly knew that the previous state of the unknown monk was similar to Xuantong, and it was this similarity that proved his identity as a Buddhist monk.

Although the nameless monk has changed now, judging from the situation of the demon pestle, there is still a trace of clarity in the heart of the nameless monk, otherwise the demon pestle, as the spirit weapon of the nameless monk, will definitely be completely mutated.

After pondering for a while, Jiang Huan had a countermeasure in his heart.

I saw that Jiang Huan's breath was all restricted, and the nameless monk with a calm expression walked away.

The nameless monk looked at Jiang Huan coming indifferently, the greed in his eyes became even stronger, the corners of his mouth hooked a demonic smile, and whispered softly: "Huh... Hehe...... Don't want to struggle anymore......?

"Hmph! It's really annoying, such a noisy sound simply affects the appetite of the poor monk!" The nameless monk snorted softly, and the vajra behind him moved when he heard the sound, but instead flew to Jianghuan, but flew to every drum, and the demon pestle waved skillfully, destroying all the loud drums, and at the same time as the drums were destroyed, the black aura flew out, wrapping and eroding the debris flying in the sky, and a thin layer of black mist permeated the entire square.

The drums were destroyed, and the drums that resounded through the void were completely annihilated, and the nameless monks were scattered, greedily watching Jiang Huan who was gradually coming, and the whole square echoed with Jiang Huan's heavy footsteps, as well as the more and more excited gasps of the nameless monks.

Da... Da... Da...

Jiang Huan's expression was calmly advancing, his steps were heavy and even, not in a hurry or slow, and a trace of transcendent temperament flashed in an instant.

"Come on... Come on......" The nameless monk was very excited, but his body did not move at all, as if he was enjoying the feeling of waiting.

The nameless monk's right hand waved back, and the vajra phase mixed with black qi dissipated violently, and the demon slaying pestle in his hand floated in the air with a slight tremble.

Suddenly, the red light spot on the demon pestle suddenly became stronger, and the black aura on the pestle's body trembled, gradually beginning to escape, revealing a faint golden light.

Suddenly, the nameless monk's right hand on the side shook, and a more pure black aura escaped, tightly wrapping the mutant demon slaying pestle and binding it in the void on the right side of the nameless monk.

Jiang Huan glanced at the moment, and saw the brief changes in the demon pestle, and he was more sure of the conjecture in his heart. "Sure enough!"

The time for a cup of tea passed, and Jiang Huan finally walked in front of the nameless monk from the other end of the square, the nameless monk at this time was unusually excited, his demonic eyes flashed, and his hands were swimming around Jiang Huan at a loss.

"Why?" Faced with such a situation, Jiang Huan's performance was not shocked, and he looked at the nameless monk who spoke in a deep voice, but the golden true qi in the dantian was quietly flowing.

The nameless monk did not respond, but instead swept his right hand in front of Jiang Huan's eyes, and a black aura submerged into his eyebrows.

When the black aura submerged into the center of his eyebrows, Jiang Huan's complexion changed dramatically in an instant, and a burning intent hurt his heart, and it was also at this moment that Jiang Huan could be teleported out of the mark of the tower, which was directly erased by the black aura, and then, the black aura did not stop, and still wanted to go deep into Jiang Huan's mind.

"Hahaha...... I still want to go out!Daydream!" The nameless monk laughed loudly, but there was a chill in the laughter.

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"Not good!" At the same time as the teleportation mark was erased, Li Lao on the bed jumped up, looking very anxious, but when Li Lao's body was about to move, he was stopped by a soft force.

Subsequently, Shangguan Wuji and Xing Sen appeared and said to Li Lao: "Li Lao, don't worry!"

"Dean, the teleportation mark has been destroyed, if I don't go, then Jiang Huanke will definitely die!" Old Li looked puzzled, and said a little anxiously.

"Elder Li doesn't have to worry! The heavens will descend on the people, and they must first suffer their minds, strain their muscles and bones, and starve their bodies and skins! If he can't even pass this level, he can only blame his life for being like this, and blame us for not knowing people clearly!" Shangguan Wuji waved his hand lightly and said with a calm smile.

After the dean finished speaking, he pulled Li Lao to sit down, but Li Lao was puzzled and asked tentatively: "Don't know people clearly?

"Haha...... It is impossible to say... Don't say ......" Shangguan Wuji smiled softly, shook his head slightly, and stopped talking.

Seeing this, Li Lao didn't care anymore, turned his back to the two deans, and lay on his side on the bed, and when he lay down, a faint discoloration flashed in Li Lao's eyes.

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Speaking of Jiang Huan, that wisp of black aura was about to go deeper, and suddenly a silver-white light flashed, engulfing the black aura instantly, and then, a cyan true qi flowed through Jiang Huan's mind, and the burning feeling slowly disappeared.

The black aura disappeared strangely, and the nameless monk seemed to have expected it, and sneered softly: "Hehe, it's really weird! Fortunately, I didn't do it easily......

The nameless monk looked at Jiang Huan curiously, and as the black qi on his body became more and more intense, the red light above the demon slaying pestle dimmed.

"Disillusioned Golden Pupil, Kill Sword Eyes!"

When the nameless monk's gaze gradually moved upward, Jiang Huan's lips opened and closed slightly, and a subtle sound came out. Perceiving this subtle move, the nameless monk raised his eyebrows, raised his head suddenly, and looked at Jiang Huan, and it was at the moment when the nameless monk raised his head, Jiang Huan suddenly shouted, and at the same time, the golden surge in his eyes, the killing intent was suddenly released, and two golden rays instantly poured into the eyes of the nameless monk.

"Ahh

Before the nameless monk's palm was slapped, Jiang Huan had already taken precautions, and the silver-white true qi in his hands was already surging, and when the nameless monk slapped it, his hands were instantly wrapped in silver-white color, just blocking the nameless monk's fatal palm.

Boom......

Poof...

Although Jiang Huan had been on guard for a long time, the strength of the nameless monk after the mutation had increased sharply, not to mention the angry blow just now, although Jiang Huan protected his chest, he was still repelled by this palm, and even fell directly to the ground and vomited blood.

On the other hand, the nameless monk at this time had already taken refuge in the void, but at this time, his body trembled angrily, his eyes were closed, red blood flowed from the corners of his eyes, and his expression was even more resentful.

But what was even more strange was his right hand, the nameless monk placed his right hand behind him, and the black qi on his right hand was slowly escaping, and his skin was as if it had been burned, and blood flowed.

The nameless monk in the void looked anxious, and the black aura was constantly swirling in front of him, but no matter how hard the nameless monk tried, he could only devour a little golden true qi in his eyes, but more golden true qi still existed, and even flowed into the nameless monk's dantian, constantly eroding the nameless monk's black aura.

Not only that, when the golden true qi flowed, the nameless monk's dantian, there was a slight burning sensation, if it weren't for the nameless monk's dantian The black aura in the nameless monk's dantian was rich, and the golden true qi was not too much, and the level was not as good as the aura, the nameless monk's internal organs would turn into ashes and die.

Then, I saw the nameless monk flying towards the sky again, reaching a hundred zhang above the ground before stopping, and then, the nameless monk sat cross-legged in the void, absorbing the transformation of the external aura, and running the rich black aura in the body, slowly grinding out the golden true qi.

When the nameless monk was injured by the golden light, the black aura that bound the demon pestle seemed to lose control, and it dissipated with a bang.

At the same time as the restraint, the red light on the body of the demon slaying pestle suddenly brightened, and the black aura of the pestle gradually escaped, and the gold emitted from it became more and more intense, and the demon slaying pestle also trembled more violently.

When Jiang Huan fell to the ground, he clenched his teeth and jumped up, his right hand quietly wiped away the blood that remained at the corner of his mouth, and the soft cyan true qi in his body continued to swim around his body, and the injuries on his body slowly healed.

"Drink!"

Jiang Huan quickly dodged, and immediately came to the demon pestle, looking at the demon pestle where the black qi was still escaping, Jiang Huan's right hand was full of gold and white true qi, and he shouted, and at the same time, his right hand suddenly reached forward and held the demon pestle in front of him tightly.

As soon as Jiang Huan held the demon-descending pestle, the demon-descending pestle trembled even more violently, and he wanted to struggle to break free from Jiang Huan.

But at this moment, Jiang Huan's left hand slapped the demon pestle, and began to chant words in his mouth: "Entering the world of red dust, greed and hatred, the heart is like an empty realm, the Tao senses the heaven and the earth, the meaning enters the nine shadows, the heart is free from the mortal dust, a flower and a leaf, all sentient beings, the sea of suffering is endless, ups and downs, wandering outside the body, and the five elements are free......"

As Jiang Huan recited the words, the gold and white true qi in his body seemed to be being pulled, intertwining and flowing into Jiang Huan's right hand, and then flowing into the demon pestle endlessly.

At the moment when Jiang Huan spoke, the body of the demon slaying pestle froze, not only stopped trembling, but the red light point became more and more dazzling, and then, the two-color true qi in Jiang Huan's right hand flowed into the demon pestle, and the black aura was no longer dissipated, but directly eroded by the true qi, and in a few breaths, the black aura on the demon pestle was swallowed by the two-color true qi.

The black aura dissipated, and the Demon Slaying Pestle not only regained its previous golden light, but even mixed with a little white light in the golden light it emitted, it looked extremely holy and majestic.

The Demon Suppression Pestle was restored to its original state, and even changed slightly, seeing that the Demon Suppressing Pestle was calmly held in his hand like this, Jiang Huan smiled, Jiang Huan smiled from the bottom of his heart, because he knew that his idea was right.

Subsequently, Jiang Huan let go of the demon pestle, but the demon pestle floated behind Jiang Huan on its own, exuding a holy brilliance, and Jiang Huan, who was under the light of the light, became a little dreamy and ethereal.

But Jiang Huan didn't care about this, at this time his injuries were also roughly healed, and after letting go of the demon pestle, he raised his head and looked at the nameless monk who was sitting cross-legged in the air with his eyes full of fighting spirit.