Zhou Wen's eyes flashed strangely, and he was about to activate the pupil mirror transformed by the young son of the candle dragon, and use the hole candle vision to kill the ferocious golden-winged bird.
Unexpectedly, he suddenly heard a loud roar, coming from the center of the Buddha's eyebrows.
The golden-winged bird seemed to have been awakened. It actually stopped chasing Zhou Wen and looked up at the big Buddha.
Zhou Wen also looked over and saw that Leng Zongzheng had already arrived in front of the Guardian's Cocoon. He was holding a knife in his hand, and the tip of the knife was piercing the Guardian's Cocoon.
But within the cocoon of the guardian, a hand came out of the cocoon and grabbed the tip of the long knife that Leng Zong was stabbing at.
The hand was glowing with Buddha's light, white and clean, and did not look strong, but it held a sharp blade, and the blade was not able to hurt the hand at all.
"The sound just now, is it the sound of the palm breaking out of the cocoon?" Zhou Wenzheng was surprised when he heard another click.
The knife in Leng Zongzheng's hand was actually broken by that hand.
Leng Zongzheng stepped back, stared at the Guardian's Cocoon solemnly, and murmured to himself: "It's still too late, has it already developed to this point?"
Except for the tyrant Behemoth who was still chasing the monk-clad skeleton Mad Hammer, everyone stopped and looked at the cocoon of the guardian.
Click! Click!
The Guardian continued to break, and crystal fragments fell down, and clean Buddha light emitted from the cocoon.
All the Buddha statues in the Buddhist kingdom seemed to come alive at this moment. The sound of chanting sutras could be heard from each golden Buddha statue, whether it was a statue or a carving on the wall.
Throughout the Buddhist kingdom, mysterious murmuring sounds echoed like mantras, as if they were praying, and seemed to be welcoming the arrival of something.
Along with the murmuring sounds, golden Buddha light rose from all the Buddha statues. The Buddha light converged towards the center of the Buddha's eyebrows and flowed into the rupturing companion egg.
Click! Click!
Most of the cocoon made of crystal silk has been broken into pieces, and Zhou Wen and the others can already see the creatures in the guardian's cocoon.
It was a bhikkhu dressed in moon-white monk robes. He looked no different from humans, except that on his forehead, there was a white hair, as crystal as jade, with spiral patterns.
He sat cross-legged in the cocoon, and countless Buddha lights gathered in front of him and turned into beads, which automatically connected in front of him and turned into a string of golden beads.
As the Buddha's light condensed more and more, the Buddha's figure appeared on the beads.
When the cocoon of the guardian was completely broken, the string of beads finally condensed and took shape, falling into the hands of the bhikkhu who was sitting with his eyes closed.
After getting the Buddhist beads, the entire Buddhist kingdom became quiet, the murmuring sounds like chanting sutras disappeared, and the Buddha's light on the Buddha statues also disappeared.
"I was born and the Buddha died..." The bhikkhu slowly opened his eyes, his eyes so clean that it felt like a mere glance at him was blasphemy.
But as the monk's voice sounded, all the Buddha statues in the entire Buddhist kingdom were shattered, and even the giant Buddha statue that was more than a thousand feet high collapsed.
The entire Buddha Kingdom statue is falling apart and slowly sinking in the void.
The skeleton in monk's clothes and the golden-winged bird were all trembling and praying to the bhikkhu who was holding Buddha beads and exuding the supreme Buddha's light.
The bhikkhu holds a Buddhist bead in one hand and presses it in the air with the other.
I saw a huge palm print appearing on the ground of the Buddhist Kingdom. The tyrant Behemoth, who wanted to continue attacking the monk-clothed skeleton, was forced into the ground.
Zhou Wen was shocked and quickly took Tyrant Behemoth back. Fortunately, Tyrant Behemoth was not killed, but only slightly injured.
However, in a state of absolute strength, he was forcibly suppressed and even slightly injured. The strength of that bhikkhu was terrifying and unimaginable.
"Principal, do you want to retreat?" An Sheng asked in horror as he moved quickly inside the collapsing Buddha.
"There is nowhere to retreat. I will deal with him. You can do whatever you want with those two." Leng Zongzheng replied without looking back. Then he looked at the bhikkhu and asked, "What's your name?"
"The Buddha is dead," the bhikkhu replied.
Leng Zongzheng did not speak, but on his body, one after another divine light rose up. Those divine lights condensed and formed in front of him, turning into a beautiful goddess in black with a harp in her arms.
"Guardian? Principal Leng actually has a guardian?" Zhou Wen saw the goddess in black holding a harp in front of Leng Zongzheng, and immediately saw her identity. She turned out to be a guardian.
"What's your name?" the bhikkhu asked, looking at the goddess holding the harp.
"Shenqin." When the goddess answered, her figure had turned into streaks of light and integrated into Leng Zongzheng's body. At the same time, a black dress was formed on Leng Zongzheng's body.
Leng Zongzheng's aura also changed drastically due to the integration of Shenqin, like a devil in a dress.
Leng Zong was sitting in the air, and the Magic Piano Throne had appeared in front of him. The castle-like vertical pipes and rows of keys all exuded a solemn and mysterious atmosphere.
It is different from the Magic Piano Throne that Zhou Wen saw last time. This time, the Magic Piano Throne has become even more terrifying because Leng Zongzheng has broken through to the divine level with the help of the Divine Qin. Every key exudes a terrifying energy. Heart palpitating brilliance.
Leng Zongzheng pressed his hands on the keys, and the sound came from the huge castle-like vertical pipe.
Zhou Wen didn't think there was anything special about the sound of the piano, but the beads in Fo Mie's hand shone 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 the golden-winged bird had already rushed towards Leng Zongzheng, seeming to help the Buddha to be destroyed.
Zhou Wen immediately released two golden war-god halberds, attacking the golden-winged bird from one side, and slashed it with the golden sword in his hand.
The bald parrot, standing on Zhou Wen's shoulder, also called to the Garuda: "Little eagle... your daddy is here..."
The Skeleton in Monk Clothes also wanted to rush towards Leng Zongzheng, but An Sheng rushed over to stop him. However, An Sheng only had one love letter that was of mythical level. That Love Letter was far from being a match for the Skeleton in Monk Clothes. He could only keep retreating and use various strange skills to hold him back. The steps forward of the monk's skeleton.
Seeing that Ansheng was in danger, Zhou Wen once again summoned the tyrant Beamon and asked him to help Ansheng fight against the monk's skeleton.
The tyrant Behemoth had just suffered some injuries, but fortunately he was not seriously injured. After rushing into the collapsing Buddha Kingdom, he immediately reactivated his absolute power.
For some unknown reason, the monk-clothed skeleton 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 emitted, causing all the bones of the monk's skeleton to burn with golden flames, as if bathed in the fire of Nirvana.
boom!
The skeleton's bone fist collided with the tyrant Beamon's fist, and they were evenly matched. No one took advantage. The terrifying shock wave generated by the collision of forces destroyed the already broken streets even more completely.
