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Chapter six hundred and ninety first promotion

"I just discovered that there is a kind of vitality technique that can restrain them and prevent them from continuing to resurrection." Zhou Wen said, looking at Leng Zongzheng and Buddha Mie in the sky.

He doesn't understand music and doesn't know much about the space system, but he always feels that Leng Zongzheng's piano sounds seem to be turning from strong to weak.

"Asheng, do you understand music? I know how far this song is, is it almost over?" Zhou Wen asked.

An Sheng understood Zhou Wen's meaning and said with a serious expression: "I only know a little about music, but I heard from the governor Leng's throne of the magic piano that his devil symphony is divided into seven chapters, and now it should be the sixth chapter. If this chapter is over and cannot suppress the destruction of Buddha, then the last chapter is probably going to be desperate."

"How do you say this?" Zhou Wen asked.

"No one knows what the last chapter of the Devil's Symphony is, but anyone who has heard it is dead. The Governor only heard Principal Leng mention it. If his heart is not dead, the seventh chapter will not sound." An Sheng explained.

After hearing this, Zhou Wen immediately knew that something was wrong. If his heart was not dead, he naturally had the idea of ​​survival. If his heart died, he could even take his life. The danger of the last chapter can be imagined.

Now that the Buddha's Destruction has heard the end of Chapter 6, he is still calm and composed, afraid that he will decide the outcome by Chapter 7.

When the two of them talked, the sixth wish had ended. Although the first six movements had ups and downs, they were generally gentle songs of guidance.

When the first sound of the seventh movement sounded, everything changed differently.

The talisman seems to have irresistible magic power, but the moment it sounded, Zhou Wen and Ansheng felt an illusion appearing in front of them.

The collapsed Buddha Kingdom seemed to turn into hell between a note, and the breath of death was everywhere. Countless evil souls stretched out their palms from the ground and let out painful whine.

The magic piano throne in the sky has not changed at all, and it is still the magic piano throne. However, Leng Zongzheng, who was sitting in front of the piano, emitted a terrifying demonic energy, as if he had turned into a devil in a dress, with demonic energy soaring into the sky, his fingers twisted, and he pressed it madly on the buttons, his eyes were frenzy, and he was already possessed by the demon.

"The piano has not changed, but people are possessed by demons. This chapter is too dangerous and too evil." Even Zhou Wen, a person who does not understand the music, cannot see the horror of Principal Leng's chapter.

It could have been said to be tempting before, but now it is self-involved, and the danger can be imagined.

Buddha Mie still sat cross-legged in the void, closed his eyes and recited experience, held Buddhist beads with his fingers, emitting supreme Buddha light, resisting the terrifying demonic sound.

But when the seventh movement sounded, even the Buddha's destruction turned into color, the Buddhist beads in their hands were scattered and fell into the void. The Buddha statues on the Buddhist beads showed smiles, but the smile looked as ferocious as the smile of a devil, as crazy and evil as the expression on Leng Zong Zheng's face.

Buddha Mie opened his eyes, and the white hair on his forehead emitted a pure glass light, fighting against the sound of the devil. On his Buddha body, there were also black and red patterns representing the devil, spreading continuously on his body, and the final target was the white hair.

Zhou Wen and Ansheng both felt their thoughts tremble, and demon patterns appeared on their bodies, and they couldn't help but feel shocked.

"Young Master Wen... retreat quickly..." An Sheng pulled Zhou Wen back.

The two of them retreated again and again, and then they felt much better. Zhou Wen used the Little Prajna Sutra to fight against the Demon Sound of the Prison King, and it immediately had an effect. The demon patterns on his body gradually faded away.

An Sheng gradually returned to normal. The two looked at each other in shock. They were still affected by such a long distance. They were directly facing Leng Zongzheng's Buddha Destruction, and they didn't know how terrifying the oppression of power.

"Principal Leng is worthy of being the number one existence under mythology. Even Buddha has become a demon. I am afraid that few people in the world can resist such a piano sound." Leng Zongzheng, who was as crazy as a demon, couldn't help but exclaim.

The demonic patterns on Buddha Mie's body were more and more, almost covering his body, and only the white hair still radiated the light of Buddha.

Zhou Wen and An Sheng were both nervous, but Leng Zongzheng's piano sound became more and more crazy. They knew that it was probably the last critical moment.

Suddenly, the white hair on the Buddha's eyebrows burst out brightly, shining like the sunlight for all ages.

"Here you come!" Zhou Wen and An Sheng's hearts were both raised to their throats. They knew that success or failure would be a blow. Anyone who retreated would probably be severely injured.

Just as the white hair light of the Buddha's death was shining brightly, a ray of ink purple light suddenly passed through the hell-like scene and pierced into the Buddha's death's heart.

Buddha Mie's pupils contracted, and the white hair on his forehead suddenly dimmed. The devilish piano sound immediately invaded his white hair.

A trace of black demonic energy appeared in the white hair phase that was originally flawless as pure glass, and the demonic energy was still constantly seeping into the white hair phase, making the light of the white hair phase weaker and weaker.

"Demon Infant!" Zhou Wen immediately recognized the sword that pierced the heart of Buddha's destruction, which was the demon sword held in the arms of the demon infant.

The demon sword was piercing into Buddha Mie's heart inch by inch. Buddha Mie suffered this severe damage and was invaded by the sound of the devil, and the situation took a sharp turn.

While the white hair was gradually eroded by the demon sound, Buddha Mie's peaceful face began to change and red light flashed in his eyes, and the Buddha's face gradually turned into a devilish state.

Fo Mie stood up suddenly, and the power on his body erupted like a volcano, trying to shake the magic sword behind him, but the magic sword seemed to be nailed into the bones. Not only did it not pop out, it pierced into Fo Mie's heart more quickly and penetrated it directly.

If Buddha Mie can maintain Buddha nature, the demon sword may not have penetrated his heart so easily, but once he becomes a demon, the killing of the demon on the sword plays a role, which makes Buddha Mie lose its power to resist.

Under the double attack of the magic sword and Qinyin, a terrifying guardian could not resist it after all, and his eyes gradually dimmed.

The Buddha's light on the body of Buddha's destruction gradually faded, which also means that his vitality has become like a candle in the wind and may be extinguished at any time.

Seeing that the Buddha was about to reach the end of his life, his eyes returned to clear light, and the demonic patterns on his body gradually faded away, and he regained his body of the glass Buddha. He sat down again, closed his eyes, and slowly said: "The Buddha's death is like fire extinguishing at this night."

With his voice, the Buddha's body burned into paper like fire, and it turned into ashes and left.

At this moment, Zhou Wen suddenly felt his killer's life soul tremble, as if an invisible force was injected into it, causing him to transform and evolve quickly.
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