I have a little bit of talent

The Lord Buddha and many high-ranking Buddhists all looked up to the sky.

Suddenly, a large white cloud appeared above the clear blue sky, blocking the scorching summer sun and making the sky and the earth dark.

Then the clouds began to surge, and a giant finger suddenly popped out from the clouds and pointed straight down. The speed was not fast, but the sky and the earth became clear. The finger was as white as jade, and looked no different from an ordinary person, but it was many times larger. If you look closely, you can even see the direction of its fingerprints.

Originally, the Buddha was preaching in the ancient Buddhist temple, and many disciples were listening, forming an extremely strong Buddhist light that surrounded the entire temple with golden light.

But as this finger pointed out, the power of heaven and earth it carried poured down, and the Buddha's light immediately dissipated, and the air seemed to become silent.

Wu Chen was so horrified that his face turned pale. He couldn't say the words he wanted to say. An infinite destructive force that had the same origin as the sword of Mu in front of him, but was countless times stronger, enveloped Wu Chen's body as his finger fell.

"Who is this evildoer who dares to disrupt the Buddha's teachings? This is a grave sin."

Many Buddhist masters present were furious. While the Buddha was preaching, a powerful enemy came to attack and did not take the Buddhists present seriously at all. This was intolerable.

An old monk in the first row under the Buddha's lotus platform could no longer sit still. He shouted loudly, then raised his palm into the air and hit the finger in the air.

The old monk had a rather ferocious face, unlike other Buddhist masters who had kind faces. As he swung his palm, a golden light broke through the air, illuminating everything, and a golden-winged roc appeared. It was so huge that it blocked out the sky and the sun, and was even bigger than the giant finger.

The golden-winged Roc flapped its wings and appeared in front of the finger like lightning. Its sharp claws popped out, ready to tear the finger into pieces.

"It was King Dapeng who took action. This villain dared to disturb my Buddha's teaching at this time, but he is courting death."

"That's right. If King Dapeng takes action, he will definitely be able to kill this evil monk."

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Seeing the old monk take action, everyone present was talking about it with smiles on their faces. They all believed that with the old monk taking action, there would be no chance of failure.

After all, this old monk is the Dapeng King of the Buddhist family, who has cultivated into the Golden Wing Dapeng Dharma Image, and he had achieved the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top of the Head decades ago, and achieved the Arhat Fruition, and his cultivation is extremely profound. Apart from the Buddha, there are only a few people in the entire Buddhist sect who can compare with him, and he is a real high-level figure in the Buddhist family.

The one who transforms three into one becomes an Arhat, who is already a fairy or Buddha. If King Dapeng takes action, no matter how powerful his fingers are, he will not be able to escape.

Although the vast majority of people present had great confidence in King Dapeng and believed that he would be able to defeat the invading enemy, there were three people who did not think so.

The first one is the Buddha. This Buddhist leader sitting high on the lotus platform has a serious look on his face and keeps counting his fingers. It is obvious that he is using the secret method of Buddhism to calculate the identity of the intruder.

The second was Wu Chen. Although King Dapeng took action to manifest his Dharma image to meet the enemy, the destructive intent directed at her not only did not weaken in the slightest, but became even stronger. The oppression made her Buddhist heart gradually sink, and she struggled to hold on.

Finally, there was the King Dapeng himself. Although he was the guardian of the Buddhist sect, the Three Flowers Immortal, and was confident that he could destroy all enemies with one move, after this move, the King Dapeng suddenly felt a sense of disaster and could not help but move closer to the position of the Buddha.

I saw the golden-winged Roc's claws falling on the fingers with infinite gust of wind, but it couldn't fall down even at a distance of more than ten centimeters, as if it was blocked by an invisible barrier and couldn't get close at all.

At the same time, a tremendous force emanated from the giant finger and went up along the claws of the big roc.

Silently, before the entire golden-winged Roc could even utter a single cry, it was shattered by the tremendous force, bursting into a sky full of golden feathers.

And the giant finger seemed to be unhindered and continued to point towards Wuchen.

"How can it be!"

King Dapeng screamed in disbelief, blood spurted out of his mouth, and he became a little weak.

His golden-winged Roc was in the form of a Vajra with immense strength, and his claws were so sharp that they could easily tear apart even the most forged steel. However, facing these fingers that looked as white as jade, he could not even get close to them and they were shattered by the infinite power of their own existence.

This gap is too big!

You have to know that in front of the Buddha, it is impossible to hide your weakness. I have almost used all my strength just now.

This finger was obviously created by a master in a very distant place using his soul to evolve the power of heaven and earth. Its power is certainly far less than that of the man doing it himself. Even so, I couldn't get close to him even with almost all my strength. That person is truly terrifying.

Even the Buddha is probably a little bit inferior to him!

Thinking of this, King Dapeng looked at the Buddha sitting on the lotus platform. He was about to speak, but he couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of blood, and his pupils shrank into a line.

"Lord Buddha, save me!"

King Dapeng only felt that the powerful truth containing the destruction of thousands of worlds returned to his soul from the broken golden-winged Dapeng Dharma image and actually entered his sea of ​​consciousness, and was about to invade and destroy his soul.

The spiritual energy that he had cultivated for hundreds of years could not resist. Under the attack of the true meaning of destruction, the golden spiritual energy gradually decayed.

The primordial spirit is the foundation of spiritual practice. If the primordial spirit decays and the soul is extinguished, no matter how magical the Buddhist method is, it is impossible to revive the primordial spirit. Even if there is a method of creating a clone, it relies on the primordial spirit. If one cannot resist it now, all the years of spiritual practice will be in vain.

Fortunately, he had a premonition and was closer to the Buddha, so King Dapeng hurriedly asked for help.

Except for Wu Chen who was still unable to speak and was struggling to hold on, the other Buddhists in the field were all shocked by this sudden change and turned pale.

Who exactly is this invading person? Even at the level of King Dapeng Arhat, he couldn't withstand the power of one finger of his.

"Alas, disaster has come."

The Buddha had stopped calculating at some point, and when he saw King Dapeng asking for help, he stretched out his finger and pointed, then sat on the lotus platform and flew under King Dapeng, wrapping his entire body in the flowing golden light.

This lotus platform is a supreme treasure of Buddhism. It has been passed down for many years and is extremely magical.

As soon as he protected King Dapeng, the infinite Buddhist true meaning of salvation immediately entered his sea of ​​consciousness, and the true meaning of destruction was completely eliminated in a few seconds.

This is because the true meaning of destruction in the Dapeng King's soul is just a point where his attacking giant finger is automatically counterattacked and invades his body. It is a rootless source and it is not difficult to destroy it.

But although he could protect King Dapeng, he was too late to protect Wuchen.

The Buddha only had time to wave his hand and use his great supernatural powers to move all the Buddhist disciples in the field to the outside of the ancient Buddhist temple. His finger had already touched the ground.

Wu Chen was shrouded in the true meaning of destruction, and the Buddha was unable to send her away. He could only watch her being pressed down by the fingers. Before she could even leave a last word, she turned into dust and merged with the earth. Her soul did not escape and was directly corroded by the true meaning of destruction and turned into ashes.

This time he is truly dead, and even if there are other divine clones, he cannot be resurrected.