As soon as he finished speaking, an invisible air shield blocked Zhang Peng from the periphery.
"snort!"
With a cold snort, Zhang Peng raised his left hand and slammed it down under the condensed golden light.
"Boom!"
The gas shield suddenly shattered.
In the fragments, the pianist was no longer panicked, and the sound of the piano suddenly changed, suddenly becoming eerie and eerie:
"Chapter 3, "Kiss of Death"!"
In an instant, the sound of the piano merged with the strange stories, transforming into a traditional Western image of the God of Death. The black cloak, the face full of skeletons, and a bloody sickle.
In an instant, the sickle slashed straight down.
Faced with the deadly attack, Zhang Peng did not flinch. He held the beads with both hands and moved up to block them.
"clang!"
Just like the sound of gold and steel clashing, Zhang Peng's arms went numb and he took a few steps back before regaining his balance.
Looking closely, the skeletal Death in front of me actually showed a smile on his bone-like face, as if... sarcasm!
Zhang Peng looked at his own body.
The Buddhist scriptures show no signs of weakening.
"It seems...it must be done as soon as possible!" Zhang Peng's thoughts changed quickly: "My practice of the Golden Body Technique is not yet proficient enough and cannot be used for a long time!"
Immediately, Zhang Peng shouted in a deep voice.
The Buddha's light quickly condensed in his hands.
Gradually, a golden wheel of the Great Sun is slowly formed!
The god of death on the opposite side trembled and split into three parts in an instant.
The three formed a triangular shape, surrounding Zhang Peng.
Three sickles fell at the same time, and the three blades of light shattered wherever they passed!
But I saw Zhang Peng's eyes slightly closed and his hands clasped together:
"View at ease!"
"Wishful Wheel!"
"Vajra Seal!"
In an instant, within the golden wheel, the Dharma of Avalokitesvara was first condensed. When one palm came out, it was like rain falling, weakening the illusion of hell for four weeks.
Secondly, among the golden wheels, the lotus golden wheel reappeared, and three golden palm prints roared out.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
The palm prints hit the sickle blade one after another.
The shocking explosion and the flying dust also alarmed Kong Sang, who was still breaking through the illusion barrier.
"not good!"
Kong Sang's face changed.
Thinking of Chen Tao, Kong Sang felt an unprecedented fear in his heart for the first time.
no!
Zhang Peng can no longer sacrifice!
In an instant, hundreds of Yinshan talismans shot out like pear blossoms in a rainstorm.
The entire barrier was blown up like thunder.
Even the support staff on the side looked shocked.
But no matter how they destroy it, no matter whether they use spells or weapons, this barrier can absorb them all!
At this moment, a familiar burst of crazy laughter came from the helicopter.
Looking back, I saw it was Di Rong and Di Chi.
"It's you!"
Kong Sang immediately said:
"With one sentence, break this illusion!"
Di Chi narrowed his eyes slightly:
"Um……"
"What a brilliant illusion barrier. Even I don't know the reason for its formation."
Di Rong said:
"Then let's devour the barrier with the barrier."
"You and I set up an altar of flesh and blood and used evil magic to swallow up the energy of this barrier."
Immediately, the brother and sister took out the ritual tools from their bodies.
But even though the brother and sister had a solution, the sadness in Kong Sang's eyebrows did not diminish.
"Zhang Peng!"
"You must hold on!"
…
There seemed to be movement within the barrier.
Zhang Peng was slightly stunned.
The pianist smiled and said:
"It seems that your companion is also very anxious."
"It's just... you have no chance after all."
Zhang Peng smiled coldly:
"I just don't understand. If your goal is not to prevent us from sealing this place, why are you still targeting us?"
The pianist took a deep breath:
"Why?"
"Because human emotions are the most powerful force."
As he spoke, the sound of the piano continued.
Death attacks again.
This time, there were four gods of death, rushing over from different corners.
While Zhang Peng dodged the sickle attack, the Buddhist beads were like whips, whipping the incarnation of death away.
"did you know?"
"Why was that little Taoist priest skinned and killed?"
"Because we just want to make Kongsang feel pain."
"The heartbreaking pain will make him continue to hate human beings and constantly awaken the non-human side of his body."
"And you friends who helped him grow in the first place were one of his biggest obstacles along the way."
"As long as you are here, his humanity will never be erased, which is not good."
"hehe……"
"Did you know that the little Taoist priest was still alive when he was skinned? Even though his whole body was ulcerated, he still held his breath and listened for several days."
"It wasn't until he saw Kong Sang just now that he died."
Listening to the pianist's unhurried words, Zhang Peng felt as if his heart was burning inside.
"devil!"
"You are simply devils!"
Zhang Peng was furious and immediately clasped his hands together.
1 time, Buddhist sutras were sung, and the whole body was steaming with fire:
"View at ease!"
"Wishful Wheel!"
"Nirvana Fire!"
From the golden wheel, flames like colored glaze shot out holyly and condensed into golden fire lotuses, burning away the remaining images of the God of Death.
at the same time:
"die!"
Zhang Peng gathered the Buddhist beads in his palm, and with the holy fire burning all over his body, he rushed towards the pianist.
But saw:
"Hiss!"
A new god of death condensed in an instant.
Faced with the deadly sickle attack, Zhang Peng did not choose to dodge.
In an instant, the golden body, combined with the holy fire, and the power of the Buddha beads, were able to withstand the attack of the sickle.
Immediately afterwards, with a sound like sore teeth, the sickle suddenly shattered.
Zhang Peng’s eyebrows were ferocious:
"Come die!"
At the same time as he smashed the god of death into pieces with one palm, Zhang Peng appeared in front of the pianist.
With one angry palm, he directly beat the pianist and his piano into pieces.
At the same time, the overflowing power from Zhang Peng turned into golden lotus petals all over the sky, which exploded like flying knives for 4 weeks.
Finally, there was a muffled groan.
In a corner not far away, a pianist with an injured arm appeared in a slightly embarrassed state.
"I see."
"You already knew that what was in front of you was still an illusion."
Zhang Peng said coldly:
"Your illusion should come from sound!"
"And this kind of sound does not travel through the ears, but directly resonates with people's souls and souls!"
"But it doesn't matter!"
"The propagation distance of sound is limited."
"As long as you attack from all directions, you have no advantage!"
The pianist smiled and nodded:
"Having said that."
"But you can't hold it any longer."
"With your Buddhist golden body method, after splitting, you split your soul and consciousness into two parts. This is too dangerous."
"Look, your body is about to collapse."
Zhang Peng looked at the sudden shattering of his shoulder, but there was no panic at all:
"As long as I can complete my mission, it doesn't matter what I am like!"
The pianist laughed:
"interesting."
"You are worthy...I will use the final chapter, "Twilight of the Gods"!"
In an instant, a piece of Jinxia appeared in the entire barrier.
But the glow soon turned into blood.
Vicious, dark, violent, and all kinds of dark evil thoughts surge out from the sound of the piano.
The strange figure behind the pianist gathered all these powers into himself.
1 moment, the dark red light was like a flame, covering his whole body.
Perhaps seeing that this was an opportunity for the last move, Zhang Peng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and calmed down.
The sound of Buddha bells and the sound of Sanskrit sounds.
Zhang Peng pointed one finger to the sky and the other to the ground, with a look of compassion on his brows:
"View at ease!"
"Wishful Wheel!"
"Three Treasures and Dharma!"
"All karma is gone!"
But Zhang Peng saw the golden rain falling all over the sky for four weeks, and huge golden wheels of Buddhist scriptures appeared in front of him.
Among the golden wheels, there are even lotus flowers blooming, as if they are endless.
On the other side, Piano Ghost Story also rushed over.
The collision between Buddhism and evil dharma.
The battle between the Buddha mind and the evil mind.
I saw blood soaring into the sky, and Zhang Peng's body was pierced by the sword that gathered the power of infinite evil thoughts!
"The winner has been decided," the pianist said quietly.
However, Zhang Peng smiled.
"yes……"
"The victory has been decided!"
In an instant, Zhang Peng ignored his own wounds, and the endless lotus power quickly gathered and stabbed the piano ghost talk in front of him heavily between his eyebrows.
"Hiss!"
Amid the sound of teeth grinding, the strange piano talk suddenly shattered into pieces!
The pianist's face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted on the piano in front of him. Countless wounds appeared all over his body in an instant, like a bloody man.
Zhang Peng gasped heavily and stared at the pianist:
"Evil...does not suppress good!"
At this time, the lingering fear also faintly woke up.
He was seriously injured, but he happened to see Zhang Peng, who was weak and weak, and the pianist who was also seriously injured.
Just when Yu Xing thought the situation was settled and was slightly relieved, a black wind suddenly appeared behind Zhang Peng.
"Zhang Peng, get out of the way!"
I tried to get up with fear, but was unable to do so due to the severe trauma.
When Zhang Peng turned around, he saw that the black wind was like a blade, and it instantly penetrated Zhang Peng's head.
"Zhang Peng!" The lingering screams made Kong Sang outside the barrier almost go crazy.
…
"Di Rong! Di Chi!"
"It's almost 1 o'clock!"
Di Rong said: "Even if you say so, this barrier is too powerful. If you didn't attack so many times at the beginning, maybe it wouldn't be so difficult."
Di Chi, however, poked his sister and remained silent.
It was just because Kong Sang was full of murderous aura at that moment, his eyes were as scarlet as a wolf and wild beast, and he still had no trace of his usual elegant temperament.
…
Within the barrier, Zhang Peng opened his mouth in disbelief.
"How...how could..."
Because at this moment, he heard piano music in his ears.
At that time, it was obvious that the sound had disappeared after the piano ghost story was cracked just now.
Could it be...
"My strange story is not a piano, but a piece of music called..."For Alice"."
"When "Für Elise" is played, others cannot hear it. All they can hear is the illusion piano music that I play on the surface."
"But... 'Für Elise' is a song that must die."
"In the legend given by its strange stories, anyone who listens to this song will die!"
"Buddha, you have profound cultivation and great compassion, but in the end... you are slightly inferior to the devil!"
The pianist put away the piano very proudly, picked up his cane, and walked to Zhang Peng step by step.
"Now...you only have half a minute left."
"And if you move even a little bit, your head will fall to the ground."
"how?"
"In the face of such death, can you still maintain the peace of mind of the Buddha?"
However, just when the pianist thought he could see Zhang Peng's fearful expression, he discovered that there was a smile underneath this somewhat young face.
This smile does not carry any fear, does not carry any hesitation, only... no regrets.
But at this moment, the seal has been completed!
Half of the souls and golden bodies were directly combined with Zhang Peng into 2.
"It's useless. My rules for killing with the sound of the piano are absolute. You won't..."
Before the pianist finished speaking, his shoulders were completely grasped by Zhang Peng's hands.
"Yes." Zhang Peng said quietly with firm eyes:
"I am indeed dead!"
"But...I will also stop your tricks!"
Zhang Peng, who had no reservations anymore, allowed blood to splatter from his throat.
The last strength in the golden body was completely stimulated by Zhang Peng.
"Buddhas have great aspirations!"
"I, Zhang Peng, am a monk who has broken the precepts, but I don't have such a big wish!"
"I only wish that... the nine states will have good weather from now on, and the people will live and work in peace and contentment without being greedy, angry or ignorant!"
"Let you and other vicious people with deep evil thoughts have no escape!"
Under the roar, Zhang Peng was covered in blood, and the blood beads dispersed, turning into Buddhas and Bodhisattvas all over the sky.
At first glance, the wall of ten thousand Buddhas, which almost blocks out the sky and the sun, directly bursts the pianist's barrier!
"Boom!"
At this time, the Buddha's light shook Di Rong, Di Chi, Yu Zhi and others away one after another.
Amidst everyone's exclaims, only Kong Sang stood there.
He looked at the scene in front of him with splitting eyes.
The pianist's arms immediately shattered, and his whole body seemed to be burnt. He ran away with his last breath.
And Zhang Peng, in front of the Wall of Ten Thousand Buddhas, happened to see Kong Sang in his last glance.
Immediately, with a smile, he looked like a flower-carrying Buddha seeking to learn the Dharma...