Chapter 692: Promotion Begins
"I just discovered that there is a kind of energy skill that can restrain them and prevent them from resurrecting again." Zhou Wen said, looking at Leng Zongzheng and Fomie in the sky.
He didn't understand music and didn't know much about the space system, but he always felt that Leng Zongzheng's piano sound seemed to be getting weaker.
"Asheng, do you understand music? Do you know how far this song has reached? Is it about to end?" Zhou Wen asked.
An Sheng understood Zhou Wen's meaning and said solemnly, "I only know a little about music, but I've heard from the commander about Principal Leng's Demonic Harp Throne. His devilish symphony is divided into seven chapters, and we should be at the sixth chapter now. If we can't suppress Buddha Mie by the end of this chapter, then I'm afraid we'll have to fight hard in the last chapter."
"What do you mean?" Zhou Wen asked.
"No one knows what the last chapter of the Devil's Symphony is, and everyone who has heard it is dead. The Governor has only heard Principal Leng mention it. If the heart is not dead, the seventh chapter will not sound." An Sheng explained.
After hearing this, Zhou Wen immediately knew that things were not going well. As long as one's heart was not dead, he would naturally still have the desire to survive. If his heart was dead, he would not even want his life. The danger of the last chapter could be imagined.
Now, Fo Mie has heard the end of the sixth chapter, but he is still calm and composed. I am afraid that the outcome will be decided in the seventh chapter.
As the two were talking, the sixth movement had already ended. Although the first six movements had some ups and downs, they were generally gentle and instructive music.
When the first notes of the seventh movement sounded, everything changed.
The note seemed to have an irresistible magic. The moment it sounded, Zhou Wen and An Sheng felt an illusion appear before their eyes.
The collapsing Buddhist kingdom seemed to have turned into hell in a single note. The air was filled with the breath of death, and countless wronged souls stretched out their hands from the ground, wailing in pain.
The magic harp throne in the sky did not change at all, it was still the magic harp throne, but Leng Zongzheng, who was sitting in front of the harp, exuded a terrifying demonic energy, as if he had turned into a devil in a suit. The demonic energy on his body soared into the sky, his fingers twisted, pressing the keys frantically, his eyes fanatical, and his whole body was possessed by the devil.
"The zither remains unchanged, but the person has been possessed by a demon. This chapter is too dangerous and too evil." Even Zhou Wen, who has no knowledge of music, could not bear to see the horror of this chapter by Principal Leng.
Before, it could be said that he was tempting others to become possessed by the devil, but now he himself is possessed by the devil. The danger can be imagined.
Buddha Mie was still sitting cross-legged in the void, chanting his experience with his eyes closed, holding the Buddhist beads between his fingers, emitting supreme Buddha light to resist the terrifying demonic sound.
But when the seventh movement sounded, even Buddha's extinction turned into color, and the Buddhist beads in his hand actually scattered and fell into the void. The Buddha carvings on the beads actually revealed smiling faces, but that smiling face looked as hideous as the devil's smile, as crazy and evil as the expression on Leng Zongzheng's face.
Fomie opened his eyes, and the white hair on his forehead emitted a pure light, fighting against the devil's voice. Black and red patterns representing the devil also appeared on his Buddha body, constantly spreading across his body. The final target was the white hair.
Zhou Wen and An Sheng both felt their hearts trembling, and unexpectedly, magic patterns appeared on their bodies, which made them horrified.
"Young Master Wen... retreat quickly..." An Sheng pulled Zhou Wen back.
The two of them retreated again and again before they felt much better. Zhou Wen used the Small Prajna Sutra to fight against the Hell King's magic sound, and it worked immediately. The magic patterns on his body gradually faded away.
An Sheng also gradually returned to normal. The two looked at each other in horror. They were so far away, but they were still affected. Facing Leng Zongzheng's Buddha Destruction directly, they didn't know what kind of terrifying power and oppression they were under.
"Principal Leng is worthy of being known as the number one existence under the myth. Even Buddha can become a devil. There are probably few people in the world who can resist such piano music." Zhou Wen, who was as crazy as a devil, Leng Zongzheng couldn't help but admire.
The demonic patterns on Fomie's body became more and more, almost covering his entire body. Only the white hair was still radiating thousands of Buddha lights.
Zhou Wen and An Sheng were both nervous, but Leng Zongzheng's piano music became more and more wild. They knew that it was probably the final critical moment.
Suddenly, the white hair between the Buddha's eyebrows shone brightly, illuminating the world like the sun.
"Here it comes!" Zhou Wen and An Sheng's hearts were in their throats, knowing that success or failure depended on this one blow. Whoever retreated would probably suffer a serious blow.
At the moment when the white hair of Buddha Mie was shining brightly, suddenly a dark purple light silently passed through the hellish scene and pierced into the back of Buddha Mie's heart.
Fomie's pupils contracted, and the white hair on his forehead suddenly dimmed. The devilish sound of the piano immediately invaded his white hair.
Within the white hair phase that was originally as flawless as pure glass, traces of black demonic energy appeared, and the demonic energy continued to seep into the white hair phase, making the light of the white hair phase increasingly weaker.
"Demon baby!" Zhou Wen immediately recognized the sword that pierced Fo Miehou's heart. It was the magic sword in the demon baby's arms.
The devil sword was piercing into Fumie's heart inch by inch. Fumie was severely injured and invaded by the devil's voice. The situation took a turn for the worse.
As the white hair was gradually eroded by the devil's sound, Buddha's peaceful face began to distort, red light flashed in his eyes, and the Buddha's face gradually turned into a devil's.
Fumie stood up suddenly, and the power in his body erupted like a volcano. He wanted to shake out the magic sword behind him, but the magic sword seemed to be nailed into his bones. Not only did it not bounce out, but it pierced into Fumie's heart even faster and pierced through it directly.
If Fomie could maintain his Buddha nature, the devil sword might not have pierced his heart so easily. However, once he was possessed by the devil, the devil-killing power of the sword came into play, leaving Fomie with no power to resist.
Under the double attack of the magic sword and the piano music, the extremely terrifying guardian was ultimately unable to resist, and his eyes gradually dimmed.
The Buddha's light on Fomie's body gradually went out, which also meant that his vitality was like a candle in the wind and could be extinguished at any time.
Seeing that Buddha was about to die, his eyes regained clarity, and the demonic patterns on his body gradually faded away. He returned to his glass Buddha form. He sat down again, closed his eyes, and slowly said: "The Buddha will pass away tonight, like a fire that goes out when the firewood is exhausted."
As he spoke, the Buddha's body disappeared like paper burning in fire, bit by bit turning into ashes.
At this moment, Zhou Wen suddenly felt his killer soul trembling, as if an invisible force was injected into it, causing it to transform and evolve rapidly.
Zhou Wen was both surprised and delighted. The killer, who had never found a way to advance, was inexplicably being promoted automatically.
I had something to do at noon today, so I can only update this chapter.
(End of this chapter)
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