Summon the Big Boss

Chapter 887 Titanium Steel Amitabha (for Subscription)

Just when the act of destroying Jianlucheng was hindered, it seemed difficult to continue.

Seeing that the very center of Lucheng, where a large number of people gathered, unexpectedly began to collapse on its own initiative.

It collapsed very quickly, and there were several powerful energy bursts, and it was too late to make any reaction, and a large crowd was directly involved in the ruins of energy.

The golden bell rang in disorder, and a large number of practitioners began to flee in all directions.

And those ordinary people who have no ability to practice Buddhism are even more embarrassed.

Looking at those practitioners who shuttled away from them and the distant Buddha light, they lost hope of life, and before they died, they did not blame the deer god, but began to curse those escaped practitioners.

Under the pressure of death, some practitioners who were originally awakened by Buddhism to be "simple" in their hearts also have a tendency to shake their minds and become "stuck" again.

This is exactly the deer god's desperate strategy.

There is a lot of confrontation with the golden bell of Buddhism, and his strategy of guiding a lot of negative emotions, devouring people's souls, and turning into demons has been hindered.

As for the Five Elements Divine Light, which is advancing in the opposite direction, although the momentum of disintegrating and seeing Lucheng is much slower, it will still see Lucheng completely collapse.

That being the case, the Deer God simply destroyed the city where the crowds gathered the most.

The pursuit of survival with the instinct of life disintegrated their fragile beliefs that were picked up in an instant.

Sure enough, after a raid.

Shaking in the city, the light of the golden bell shining under the dark night began to dim and flicker.

The power of Buddhism comes not only from practice, but also from the essence, and more from the soul.

It is precisely because of this that it has the characteristics to fight against or even target the demons.

At this time, many people's hearts were frightened and their moods were unstable.

Naturally, the power of Buddhism has also been greatly weakened.

The darkness... is like the waves of the night, constantly spreading towards the surroundings.

One helpless person after another was pulled into the pitch-black tide, and their last struggles and cries were buried in black spots of light.

The huge deer head suspended in the sky, but seemed to be separated from the dark sky, became completely black.

Immediately afterwards... the image of his deer began to become blurred and distorted.

The gods feed on man's beliefs.

Demons feed on human souls.

To put it bluntly, they all have a thirst for soul power.

It's just that the former is passive and the latter is active.

Most of the Deer God, who had turned into a demon, opened his mouth.

A large number of howling and screaming souls were pulled out of the black 'tide' and finally fell into his mouth.

It's just a targeted imagery of fear.

When those people were buried in darkness, they were already eaten up by the Deer God.

At this time, such a scene was conjured up, just to shake the remaining... living people, who were originally relatively firm.

The greed inspired by wealth can be momentary or illusory.

But the fear brought about by death and the disappearance of souls must be eternal and indestructible.

No matter how brave and powerful people are, there will inevitably be moments when they are full of fear and resistance to death.

I am not afraid of death... but it does not mean that I am not afraid of the death of relatives, parents, friends, lovers, and children.

Where there is love in life, there is fear.

If you are away from the lover, you are close to the magic way.

Therefore, ideological choices will always be like walking a tightrope.

One wrong step, and there will be great terror.

If you miss a step, you will have great regret.

"Damn it! Fight him!" A man who watched his fellow disciples and seniors being swallowed up by the 'black hole' caused by the deer god had tears in his eyes.

Then the Buddha's light around him bloomed and turned into a golden bell, rippling with a hard voice.

He manipulated his body, actively flew towards the terrifying sky, without hesitation... and also rushed towards the shadow of the deer god without hesitation.

Snapped!
It was like a poor-quality firework that exploded powerlessly in mid-air, sputtering out humble sparks, without the splendor imagined, nor the ultimate burning.

Someone can burn and bloom happily in an instant on a dark stage.

And more people... Even if they choose to burn everything, the sparks they splashed with blood are also as humble, fragile and inconspicuous as their life and life.

In the final analysis... some people just realize that they are not the protagonist.

But they didn't realize clearly that not only were they not the protagonists, they were not even considered supporting roles or secondary roles.

It's just the blurred background under a grand picture scroll.

Whether it's life or death, whether it's gorgeous or dirty...it doesn't matter, and no one cares about it.

No one is curious about their past.

No one cares about their future.

Snapped!
Another inconspicuous 'flower' exploded in the sky.

It looked like mosquito blood slapped to death on the wall.

It's not tragic, and it's not spectacular... On the contrary, it seems disgusting and disgusting.

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Growing 'sparks', humble blooms.

They seem to be crazy!
After all, the Deer God is not a real demon.

What he didn't understand... the extreme of fear was mad rage.

Fear to the extreme, when the string in my mind is broken, I no longer know what fear is.

The charge that regards death as home.

One by one, the inconspicuous lights began to rush into the darkness that covered everything.

A little bit, a little bit, a little bit... finally no longer lonely, finally no longer subtle, finally no longer inconspicuous, finally began to become brilliant.

A painting... In an inconspicuous corner, no one cares whether there is a little more different color on the background board.

But when the whole painting is covered with new colors.

So even if they are not the protagonist, even if they are all so humble.

But they change the whole picture, the whole background.

Still unable to overwhelm the guest, but the meaning in the painting... has already changed beyond recognition!
"You stupid bedbugs...you dirty, despicable...you don't know what's good...!" Deer God has completely fallen into anger.

In the extreme burning, the dead soul cannot continue to be eaten.

Especially...he is not a real demon yet, let alone mastered the ability to absorb positive emotions like Lin Xi once did.

"Amitabha! They are not bedbugs! They are warriors! They are disciples of Buddha who have truly understood my Mahayana scriptures."

"I... Titanium Steel Amitabha, I heard their call, heard their courage, and heard their call for help, so... I am here!"

"I'm here! Everyone will be safe!"

"Ask why... because I am Titanium Steel Amitabha! The strongest, most steadfast, most solid, and most indestructible... Buddha!" ​​In the void, an infinite silver light suddenly appeared.

In the silver light, a Buddha with titanium alloy flowing all over his body, stepping on an alloy mecha, and holding a pulse cannon, appeared!
(End of this chapter)