Chapter 886: Tower of Babel

The bigwigs in the center of New Delhi couldn't help but close their eyes, and when they came to meet the Thousand Hands Kill, they instantly conjured up more than a thousand Buddha palms, which were comparable to the vast sand in the Ganges River, and the whole world could be said to have turned into a golden ocean.

What evil ghosts and evil gods volcanic earth cracks, in the hands of thousands of Buddhas, are just insignificant dust, this is not a nuclear explosion, but the destructive effect and magnificence caused by it are not inferior to nuclear explosions.

Thousands of cannonballs dragged the tail flame to bombard the target area, the original bulging volcano was flattened by the fist, and the shaking regional earthquake was also forcibly stopped by poison, if the range of this Buddha palm can be expanded to the entire range of Meghalaya, this place will be completely turned into a purgatory on earth.

But even so, if you convert the scope of the Thousands of Hands to the capital, New Delhi, you can cover a small urban area, which is completely at the level of a small nuclear weapon.

And to put it in ancient times, even in today's era, mastering such an extraordinary country is equivalent to having a weapon of great destruction in your hands.

The thousands of moving palms are in stark contrast to the Buddha standing still.

The dazzling golden light dissipated, and the King of Fudo closed his eyes again.

It was as if time in this place had been accelerated by a million times, and the transformation of the sea into mulberry fields had been completed in an instant, the tall volcano had been crushed to the ground, and although the terrifying evil god still had remnants on the ground, it would be dying and would dissipate at any time.

"The evil god hasn't been destroyed yet?"

"Hey, this physical strength is also amazing, how is this done."

"Can we destroy Him without using nuclear weapons?"

The center of New Delhi intuitively felt the horror brought by the extraordinary, in their eyes, the Thousand Hands Killing was already at the level of a small nuclear weapon, and the evil god who could resist the small nuclear weapon was β€”β€”β€”β€” although he was also half dead and disabled, but the evil god had undoubtedly proved his horror.

The "......" evil god spreads on the ground like a pool of liquid, and from a distance, you can see that the body is rising and falling with the breath, and such a creature that does not conform to any scientific common sense can still breathe, and the biology of the earth will be destroyed in one fell swoop.

"Crunch." The evil god raised his head with difficulty, and a pair of eyes that were almost bursting stared directly at the King of Fudong.

"......" The three burial monks standing on top of the statue of King Ming were silent, and took out the broken statue from his arms.

"Click!"

A gust of wind blew, and the small statue instantly scattered into pieces and went away with the wind.

But just after flying out of the 100 meters, the fragments of the statue suddenly changed in a new way.

The fragments, which were no bigger than fingernails, swelled like balloons, and they were filled with an eighth-level strong wind, and the visual effect was pulled to a full score.

The fragments swelled into thousand-year-old trees and thrust into the ground with the sound of a howling wind.

Mu Dun!

It's like a waterfall falling from the sky, but it's an endless descending of countless waterfalls, and the sound and light are not dazzling to welcome a thousand hands, but it is more spectacular and powerful.

"Boom, boom!!"

The ground where the evil god was located was smashed into a sea of trees and trees, and the roots were planted in the ground, and the terrifying impact lasted for several minutes before finally stopping.

"Whew!"

The ground was blowing up fierce dust and winds, and this 'fast-growing forest' was incompatible with the rainforest of Meghalaya.

But that wasn't the end of it, and the straight giant tree began to bend and grow again, as if it had cancer, and then it was linked together in patches.

This strange scene is not in the style of Buddhism, but has a strong flavor of dark fairy tales or Cthulhu.

Fortunately, the king did not move, and out of reverence for this giant Buddha, the center of New Delhi also chose to stand still.

The giant Buddha didn't move, so why should they be in a hurry.

"These trees are going to ...... Build a building? ”

"There's the wall, here's the staircase......"

Slowly, these central bosses also saw the doorway, these trees were spontaneously formed into a building, a pure wooden structure, and in the process of growth and construction, these trees will automatically change color, the place that should become golden will become golden, and the corners and corners of the carved religious imagery will be automatically carved.

"It's a ...... Tower! ”

Just like the spire of the Holy Bishop and the onion head of the Xingyue Sect, the most typical architectural style of Buddhist architecture is the pagoda, and the floating pagoda in the seven-level floating slaughter is another name for the pagoda.

However, the pagoda in front of me is not only a seven-story floating temple, but the height has climbed from tens of meters to 100 meters in a short period of time, and it is still rising.

After all, it is the strongest construction team in the ninja world, ninjutsu, building bridges, houses, and building complexes are all hand-to-hand, and most of the Konoha Ninja Village, which was destroyed by a Shinra Heavenly Expedition, is estimated to be quickly rebuilt because of the exclusive Mu Dun.

The cloud-piercing tower became narrower and narrower the closer it was to the tip, and the base of the spire was so large that the evil god was completely suppressed under the tower.

Not to mention that he is thinking about endangering the world anymore, he can't even stick a little finger out from the bottom.

"A miracle." Looking down on this pagoda, which was built in a very short period of time, everyone who sees it trembles from the bottom of their hearts.

The legendary Tower of Babel, no, with the technical level of that period, at most, was to build a small tower of tens of meters.

Although with the blessing of modern science and technology, human beings can create one engineering miracle after another that touches the sky, and a world record is set every few years, but all of those engineering miracles cost a lot of money, and countless manpower and material resources accumulate for several years and more than ten years before they can be finally completed.

More than ten years is enough for waves of people in the political arena, and the pagoda in front of me was built quickly with a speed visible to the naked eye, and the process is only a long time, a few minutes.

"If this stupa falls ...... crooked"

"No, I see a tree with roots rooted under the ground, and I don't know how deep it will take root."

The more stable the foundation, the higher the building will be, and this stupa cannot be built without even the most basic common sense.

"The Buddha has become smaller!"

The tall statue of the King of Fudo also gradually became smaller, shrinking from 300 meters to 100 meters, and then dissipated into the night.

The three burials of the flesh looked up at the cloud piercing pagoda, and then took a deep look at the sturdy bottom of the pagoda.

The evil god has been suppressed again, and Mook is dead, preventing a catastrophe from happening.

The growth of the stupa stops, and the top tip penetrates deep into the night sky.

The cloudy weather that is common in Meghalaya gathers in the sky, obscuring the moonlight and obscuring the stars.

"Boom." A flash of lightning flashed through the cumulonimbus clouds, and the sound of thunder blew up the moisture in the clouds.

"Whoa!"

Heavy rain suddenly fell from the sky, and huge raindrops fell on the tip of the pagoda and exploded.

Unlike the others, who were in an indescribable mood, Mizuno was just worried that the spire he had worked so hard to build would not become a lightning rod.

"Amitabha." The three burials looked at the bottom of the stupa and wanted to say something, but in the end they didn't say anything.

【Immortal Talent: LV6】