Chapter 686: Buddha's Destruction
Zhou Wen's eyes flickered strangely, and he was about to activate the pupil mirror transformed from the young son of Zhulong, using his penetrating vision to kill the ferocious golden-winged bird.
Who knew that suddenly a loud bang was heard coming from the center of the Buddha's eyebrows.
The golden-winged bird seemed to be awakened and stopped chasing Zhou Wen. Instead, it looked up at the big Buddha.
Zhou Wen also looked over and saw that Leng Zong Zheng had already arrived in front of the Guardian's Cocoon. He held a knife in his hand, and the tip of the knife stabbed at the Guardian's Cocoon.
But inside the guardian's cocoon, a hand broke out and grabbed the tip of the long sword that Leng Zong was stabbing at.
The hand was glowing with Buddha's light, and was white and clean. It did not look strong, but when it held the sharp blade, the blade could not hurt the hand at all.
"No wonder the sound just now was the sound of a palm breaking out of the cocoon?" When Zhou Wen was wondering, he heard another cracking sound.
The knife in Leng Zongzheng's hand was actually broken by that hand.
Leng Zongzheng stepped back, staring at the Guardian Cocoon with a serious expression, muttering to himself, "It's still too late. Has it developed to this point?"
Except for Tyrant Behemoth who was still chasing the monk-robed skeleton and hammering it madly, everyone stopped and looked at the Guardian Cocoon.
Snap! Snap!
The guardian continued to shatter, pieces of crystal fragments fell down, and clean Buddha light emanated from the cocoon.
All the Buddha statues in the entire Buddhist kingdom seemed to come alive at this moment. The sound of chanting could be heard from each and every golden Buddha statue, whether it was a statue or a carving on the wall.
Throughout the Buddhist kingdom, mysterious murmuring sounds echoed continuously like mantras, as if praying, or welcoming the arrival of something.
Along with the murmured sound, golden Buddha light rose from all the Buddha statues. The Buddha light gathered at the center of the big Buddha's eyebrows and flowed into the companion egg that was breaking.
Snap! Snap!
The cocoon made of crystal silk has been broken into pieces, and Zhou Wen and his companions can already see the creature inside the guardian's cocoon.
He was a monk wearing moon-white robes. He looked no different from a human being, except that he had a white hair on his forehead, as crystal clear as jade, with spiral patterns.
He sat cross-legged in the cocoon, and countless Buddha lights gathered in front of him, turning into Buddhist beads, which automatically connected into a string in front of him, forming a string of golden Buddhist beads.
As the Buddha's light condensed more and more, the figure of the Buddha appeared on the Buddhist beads.
When the guardian's cocoon was completely shattered, the string of Buddhist beads finally took shape and fell into the hands of the monk who was sitting with his eyes closed.
As the Buddhist beads were in hand, the entire Buddhist kingdom became quiet. The murmuring sounds like chanting disappeared, and the Buddha's light on the Buddha statue also disappeared.
"I am born and the Buddha dies..." The monk slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were so clear that people felt that just one glance at him would be a blasphemy to him.
But as the monk's voice rang out, all the Buddha statues in the entire Buddha Kingdom were shattered, even the giant Buddha statue that was over a thousand feet tall collapsed.
The entire Buddhist statue was falling apart and slowly sinking in the void.
The skull in monk's robes and the golden-winged bird were trembling as they made a plea to the monk who was holding Buddhist beads and emitting the supreme Buddha light.
The monk held the Buddhist beads in one hand and pressed the air with the other.
A huge palm print appeared on the land of the Buddha Kingdom. The Tyrant Behemoth, who wanted to continue attacking the monk-robed skeleton, was slammed into the ground.
Zhou Wen was shocked and quickly took the Tyrant Behemoth back. Fortunately, the Tyrant Behemoth was not killed, but only slightly injured.
However, despite being in a state of absolute strength, he was forcibly suppressed and even suffered some injuries. The strength of that monk was so terrifying that it was unimaginable.
"Principal, should we retreat?" An Sheng asked in horror as he moved quickly in the collapsing Buddhist kingdom.
"There's nowhere to retreat. I'll deal with him, and you guys can handle the other two." Leng Zongzheng replied without even turning his head. Then he looked at the monk and asked, "What's your name?"
"The Buddha has passed away." The monk replied.
Leng Zong Zheng did not say anything, but from his body, divine light rose up one after another. Those divine lights condensed and took shape in front of him, turning into a beautiful goddess in black holding a harp.
"Guardian? Principal Leng actually has a guardian?" Zhou Wen saw the black-clothed goddess holding a harp in front of Leng Zongzheng, and immediately recognized her identity. She was actually a guardian.
"What's your name?" asked the monk, looking at the goddess holding a harp.
"Divine Harp." When the goddess answered, her figure had turned into streams of light and merged into Leng Zong Zheng's body, while forming a black dress on Leng Zong Zheng's body.
Leng Zong Zheng's aura also underwent a drastic change due to the integration of the divine harp, like a devil in a suit.
Leng Zong was sitting in mid-air, and the magic harp throne had appeared in front of him. The castle-like vertical pipes and rows of keys exuded a solemn and mysterious atmosphere.
Different from the Magic Harp Throne Zhou Wen saw last time, this time the Magic Harp Throne has become even more terrifying because Leng Zongzheng has broken through to the god level with the help of the magic harp. Every key of the harp emits a heart-pounding glow.
Leng Zongzheng placed his hands on the piano keys, and the sound of the piano came out from the huge vertical pipe that looked like a castle.
Zhou Wen didn't think there was anything special about the sound of the piano, but the Buddhist beads in Fomie's hand were shining brightly, as if fighting against some force.
Zhou Wen didn't have time to listen to what was so magical about the music, because the golden-winged bird had already rushed towards Leng Zong Zheng, as if to help Fo Mie.
Zhou Wen immediately released two golden war halberds, attacking the golden-winged bird from one side, and also slashed with the golden sword in his hand.
The bald parrot, standing on Zhou Wen's shoulder, also called out to the golden-winged bird: "Little eagle... your daddy is here..."
The monk-robed skeleton also wanted to rush towards Leng Zong Zheng, and An Sheng rushed over to stop him. However, An Sheng only had one love letter of the mythical level, and that love letter was far from being a match for the monk-robed skeleton. He could only keep retreating and use various strange skills to slow down the monk-robed skeleton's progress.
Seeing that Ansheng was in danger, Zhou Wen summoned the Tyrant Behemoth again and asked it to help Ansheng fight against the Monk Skeleton.
Tyrant Behemoth had just suffered some injuries, but fortunately the injuries were not serious. After rushing into the collapsing Buddhist kingdom, he immediately reactivated his absolute power.
For some unknown reason, the monk-robed skeleton bravely faced the Tyrant Behemoth without fear of death, and at the same time stuffed the crystal in his hand into his eye socket.
As soon as the crystal entered the eye socket, golden light immediately shone brightly, causing the bones of the monk-robed skeleton to burn with golden flames, as if bathing in the fire of Nirvana.
boom!
The bony fist of the monk-robed skeleton collided with the fist of the tyrant Behemoth, and they were evenly matched. Neither of them gained the upper hand. The terrifying shock wave generated by the collision of forces destroyed the already broken streets even more thoroughly.
Sorry this chapter is so late.
(End of this chapter)
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