Chapter 685 Buddha's Extinction

Zhou Wen's eyes flickered strangely, and he was about to activate the pupil mirror transformed by Zhulong's young son, and use the hole candle vision to kill the ferocious Garuda.

Who knows, but suddenly heard a loud bang, coming from the center of the big Buddha's eyebrows.

Garuda seemed to be awakened, but he didn't pursue Zhou Wen any longer, and looked up at the big Buddha.

Zhou Wen also looked over, and saw that Leng Zongzheng had already reached the cocoon of the guardian, holding a knife in his hand, and the tip of the knife pierced the cocoon of the guardian.

But inside the cocoon of the guardian, a hand broke out of the cocoon and grabbed the tip of the long knife that Leng Zong was stabbing.

That hand was glowing with Buddha light, white and clean, and it didn't look strong, but it was holding a sharp blade, and the blade was not able to hurt that hand in the slightest.

"The sound just now, no wonder it was the sound of the palm breaking out of the cocoon?" Zhou Wenzheng heard a click again when he was surprised.

The knife in Leng Zongzheng's hand was actually broken by that hand.

Leng Zongzheng stepped back, stared solemnly at the guardian's cocoon, and muttered to himself: "It's still too late, has it developed to this point?"

Except for the tyrant Beamon, who was still chasing the monk's skeleton, everyone stopped and looked at the guardian's cocoon.

Click! Click!

The Guardians kept shattering, and pieces of crystal fragments fell down, and a clean Buddha light emanated from the cocoon.

The Buddha statues in the entire Buddhist country seemed to come alive at this moment, and a golden Buddha statue, whether it was a statue or a carving on the wall, even heard the sound of chanting sutras.

In the entire Buddhist country, mysterious murmurs reverberated like incantations, as if they were praying, and at the same time, they seemed to be welcoming the arrival of something.

Accompanied by the murmur, golden Buddha light rose from all the Buddha statues, and the Buddha light gathered towards the center of the Buddha's eyebrows and flowed into the rupturing companion eggs.

Click! Click!

Most of the cocoon formed by the crystal wire has been shattered, and Zhou Wen and the others can already see the creatures in the guardian's cocoon.

It was a monk in a moon-white monk's robe, and he seemed to be no different from a human being, except that on his forehead, there was a white hair, which was as crystal clear as jade and had a spiral pattern.

He sat cross-legged in the cocoon, and countless Buddha lights converged in front of him, turning into one after another Buddha beads, which automatically formed a string in front of him, becoming a string of golden Buddha beads.

As the Buddha's light became more and more condensed, the Buddha's figure appeared on the Buddha beads.

When the guardian's cocoon was completely shattered, the string of Buddha beads finally condensed and took shape, and fell into the hands of the monk who was sitting with his eyes closed.

With the Buddha beads, the entire Buddhist country became quiet, the muttering sounds like chanting sutras disappeared, and the Buddha light on the Buddha statue disappeared.

"I was born and Buddha died..." The bhikkhu slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were so clean that people felt that a glance at him was blasphemy to him.

However, as the bhikkhu's voice sounded, all the Buddha statues in the entire Buddhist country were shattered, and even the giant Buddha statue that was more than a thousand feet tall collapsed.

The entire Buddha statue is being torn apart and slowly sinking in the void.

The monk's skeleton and the golden-winged bird all trembled as they prayed to the bhikkhu holding the Buddha beads and exuding the supreme Buddha light.

The bhikkhu held a Buddha bead in one hand and pressed the other hand in the air.

I saw a huge palm print on the land of the Buddhist country, and the tyrant Beamon, who wanted to continue to attack the monk's skeleton, was shot into the land.

Zhou Wen was shocked and hurriedly took the tyrant Beamon back. Fortunately, the tyrant Beamon was not killed, but was slightly injured.

However, in the state of absolute power, he was forcibly suppressed and even suffered a little injury. The strength of that monk is terrifying and unimaginable.

"Principal, do you want to retreat?" An Sheng asked in horror as he moved quickly in the collapsed Buddha interior.

"There's nowhere to go, he'll be dealt with by me, the two of you can handle it." Leng Zong replied without turning his head, then looked at the monk and asked, "What's your name?"

"The Buddha died.

' replied the monk.

Leng Zongzheng did not speak, but on his body, one after another of divine lights rose up, and those divine lights condensed and formed in front of him, turning into a beautiful goddess in black with a harp in his arms.

"Guardian? Principal Leng actually has a guardian?" Zhou Wen saw the goddess in black holding a harp in front of Leng Zong, and immediately saw her identity, it turned out to be a guardian.

"What's your name?" the monk asked, looking at the goddess holding the harp.

"Shenqin." When the goddess replied, her figure had turned into a stream of light, blending into Leng Zongzheng's body, and at the same time forming a black dress on Leng Zongzheng's body.

Leng Zongzheng's aura also changed dramatically because of the integration of Shenqin, just like a devil in a dress.

Leng Zong is sitting in the air, and the throne of the magic piano has appeared in front of him. The castle-like vertical pipes and rows of piano keys exude a solemn and mysterious atmosphere.

Different from the Magical Throne that Zhou Wen saw last time, this time the Magical Throne is even more terrifying because Leng Zongzheng has broken through the god-level with the help of Shenqin. Palpitations of brilliance.

Leng Zongzheng pressed his hands on the keys, and the sound of the piano came out from the huge castle-like vertical pipe.

Zhou Wen didn't think there was anything special about the sound of the piano, but the Buddha beads in the hands of Buddha Mie were shining brightly, as if they were fighting against some kind of force.

Zhou Wen didn't have time to listen to the magic of the piano sound, because Garuda had already rushed towards Leng Zongzheng, as if to help the Buddha die.

Zhou Wen immediately released two golden war god halberds, attacked Garuda from one side, and chopped the golden tyrant sword in his hand.

The bald parrot, standing on Zhou Wen's shoulder, also called out to the Garuda: "Little eagle cub... Your daddy is here..."

The monk-clothed skeleton also wanted to rush towards Leng Zongzheng, but An Sheng rushed over to stop him, but An Sheng only had one love letter that was mythical, and that love letter was far from being an opponent of the monk-clothed skeleton. The footsteps of the skeleton in the monk's clothes.

Seeing that An Sheng was in danger, Zhou Wen summoned the tyrant Beamon again and asked him to help An Sheng fight against the monk-clothed skeleton.

The tyrant Beamon suffered some injuries just now, but fortunately, the injury was not serious. After rushing into the collapsing Buddhist kingdom, he immediately reactivated his absolute power.

For some unknown reason, the skeleton in the monk's clothes faced the tyrant Beamon 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, it immediately released golden light, causing the bones of the monk's skeleton's body to burn with golden flames, as if bathed in the fire of Nirvana.

boom!

The bone fist of the skeleton in the monk's clothes collided with the fist of the tyrant Beamon, and they were evenly matched, and no one took advantage. The terrifying shock wave generated by the collision of forces completely destroyed the already broken street.

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