Chapter 171: Nuo Ghost Enters the Temple

Chou hour.

Red light illuminated the sky, and thunder suddenly sounded from the ground, resounding throughout the temple.

Looking down from the sky, you can see densely packed bald heads rushing out of the dormitories, like ants leaving their nests, looking at the rampant and rampant Zhang Kuang Dust Dragon in panic.

Boom!

Another dorm collapsed with a deafening roar, and the dust it raised was like the flying scales of the Dust Dragon, tearing the courage of these monks to pieces.

Luohan Temple has been built in Chongqing Prefecture for so many years, but this is the first time that someone has come to the door.

Who is this person who is so arrogant? !

"Hey, can you pay attention to me? Shouldn't you take me as a hostage at this time?"

He Zangjia shouted and grinned.

But his suicidal behavior did not get any response.

At this moment, all the monks in the Dharma Courtyard looked as if they were facing a great enemy, and their eyes were fixed on the Dust Dragon in the distance.

Only the head of the Dharma Academy looked solemn, staring at the dark night sky above the ruins.

"With such amazing destructive power, could the person coming be the 'fire general'? But if it was him, why couldn't the 'listening' security lock onto his figure?"

Doubts were not solved, and a sudden change occurred.

A panic of unknown origin spread in the hearts of the monks of the Dharma Academy, as if a raging fire was burning their hearts and lungs, scratching their ears and cheeks, and feeling uneasy.

"Silence!"

The head sitting cross-legged on the mat shouted angrily.

But just as the voice fell, his pupils, which were staring at the night sky, suddenly shrank.

In the thick darkness, he actually saw two extremely bright stars!

"Be careful above your head!"

The monks looked up in horror and saw a hideous Nuo mask emerging from the night!

Until this moment, they finally heard the sound of the fluttering clothes!

Boom!

Because of the extremely fast speed, the figure that almost condensed into a black line crashed through the golden roof of the Dharma Academy.

The flying bricks and stones were wrapped in fierce momentum, like a rampant stray bullet, hitting the golden paint of the demon-subduing Vajra enshrined in the hall.

The alarm bells in the head of the Dharma Academy sounded, and he did not dare to hesitate at all. His sturdy figure jumped up from the cushion and rolled back to avoid it.

Boom!

The cushion and the ground under it cracked inch by inch.

A fist sank deep into it until the elbow was gone!

The head of the Dharma Academy turned over and landed on the ground, looking at the enemy in front of him who was dressed strangely, and shouted angrily: "You are not one of the 'Eight Generals of the Thousand Gates', who are you?!"

Clang.

The fist was pulled out, and broken stone fragments fell from the arm, hitting the ground with a crackling sound.

There was no sound under the hideous Nuo mask that looked like a ghost. It turned slightly and looked at the young man lying on the ground, whose life or death was unknown.

Suddenly, a bloody and miserable figure rushed into the sight, and protected Zhou You with the action of a hungry tiger pouncing on its food.

"Brother, you are finally here. These bald donkeys are not human beings. They actually want to dig out Zhou You's brain alive and fill it into the Buddha's kingdom."

Although he didn't recognize this Nuo mask, He Zangjia knew who was under the mask even if he used his toes to think.

He touched the blood on his face and said excitedly: "But don't worry, brother, as long as I am still alive, I will not let them hurt Zhou You!"

"You have worked hard."

The lines on the heavily painted Nuo mask moved, forming a hideous and terrifying smile, which made He Zangjia feel cold all over.

Fortunately, he was also a man who had seen the world and could keep his mind steady. He immediately twitched his facial features and squeezed out an aggrieved expression.

"It's not hard, it's just a bit hard."

The Nuo mask turned back, and his sharp eyes swept towards the head of the Dharma Academy.

"This donor, my name is Hui Nan, and I am the head of the Dharma Hall of Luohan Temple. Today's incident is purely a misunderstanding. Why don't we stop fighting and sit down to talk in detail?"

When King Kong met the ghost, he didn't say to put down the butcher knife, but to stop fighting.

How ironic.

"No, I'm in a bad mood today and can't talk."

Listening to the cold voice from under the Nuo mask, Hui Nan couldn't help but frown.

"Luohan Temple advocates treating people with courtesy, but it is never afraid of things! Do you want to be an enemy of hundreds of monks in my temple alone?"

"Just them?"

Li Jun raised his eyes and swept across. Wherever his eyes went, the monks were silent, and no one dared to speak. "A bunch of chickens and dogs."

It's all those things that ruined my Buddhism.

Huinan looked at the scene in front of him, and a trace of sadness suddenly rose in his heart.

In the past, 'the world was divided into martial arts', how brave and good at fighting were the Buddhist monks, and they dared to fight head-on even those in the martial arts sequence, and never feared.

But now, facing a mere demon suspected to be the seventh in the order of invasion, they are all cowardly and stand still.

Step.

Li Jun stepped forward, his pace neither hurried nor slow.

"Donor, if you are still stubborn, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Monk Huinan's face was stern, but in his mind he shouted anxiously: "Brother Abbot, what's going on in the Great Hall? Why hasn't the Buddha Kingdom on the ground been opened yet?!"

"That Nuo mask has a shielding function, and the Buddha Kingdom host in the temple has never been able to lock it."

An old voice echoed in his heart.

Huinan was stunned, "What should we do?"

"Brother Huinan, I'm afraid the only way is to smash that Nuo mask. As long as we can pull this lunatic into the Buddha Kingdom, we will naturally win!"

If I am sure that I can break this Nuo noodle, then why not just blow this man’s head off? Do you still need to start a Buddhist kingdom?

Could it be that the abbot wants to take this opportunity to kill me and reshuffle Bodhidharma Academy?

Huixin, you old bald donkey who has been stabbed a thousand times.

Before Hui Nan could stop cursing in his heart, he was interrupted by the awe-inspiring murderous aura in front of him.

Li Jun's steps were faster and faster. Five feet away, it was like a heavy rain breaking tiles, and ten feet away, there were even louder drums!

Another step fell, and the ghosts and gods were in front of the monk.

Using the spine as the axis and the waist as the root, swing your arms sideways and smash down!

Baji split hanging, single split hand!

"drink!"

The power above his head was like rolling mountains. Hui Nan no longer had the mind to think about those strange thoughts. He only heard him shout angrily, the expression on his face suddenly became ferocious, and there was a fierce anger between his eyebrows.

Suddenly, tiny golden Sanskrit words appeared under Hui Nan's exposed skin outside the monk's robe, and his whole body seemed to be coated with a layer of bright golden light.

There is a bright yellow Buddha light spurting out from the scar on the top of his head, forming a circle in the air, and hanging a golden Dharma wheel behind his head!

The Seventh Sequence of Buddhism and Taoism—The First Place to Conquer Demons!

Hui Nan's arms as thick as pillars were folded over his head, and he faced the arm that was smashing down with the force of carrying the cauldron!

clang!

The terrifying force from her arms made Hui Nan's huge body fall suddenly. She bent her left leg and landed on one knee. The gold bricks under her feet instantly turned into powder.

In just a few seconds, Li Jun stepped forward and pushed his knee away, knocking away Hui Nan's panicked arm that hurriedly pressed down to defend him.

Hui Nan threw his hands away, and the middle door opened wide in an instant.

Li Jun swung out his right leg and hit Hui Nan on the chest.

The huge force pushed the Buddha Seven who had started the Vajra Transformation to move backwards, plowing a ravine of bricks and earth in the bright and clean sutra hall.

"Pure flesh and blood power, he is a martial arts sequence!"

A trail of thick white blood was left at the corner of Hui Nan's mouth, which stained the golden skin and was extremely dazzling.

But a terrifying light suddenly burst out in his eyes, followed by excitement and greed that could not be described in words!