Chapter 850 What does it feel like to be killed by a local tyrant with money?
A person with a high body of Dharma is the most powerful force in the world today.
Below the Dharma Body, there are all mortals. Once promoted to the Dharma Body, not only will the life span increase greatly, but also have the magical powers of moving mountains and filling the seas and flying in the sky and hiding the earth. The Dharma Body is already a god.
A group of reincarnations in the realm of enlightenment are very dangerous even when facing the Master Outside View. What's more, they are Dharma-body masters who can crush Master Outside View to death?
At this moment, everyone was in despair!
Even if everyone has a top-quality treasure soldier, even if they all stimulate the magical power of the treasure soldier, it will not be enough to see in front of the Dharma-Body Heroes!
"Are you the God of the Underworld? That is, Huangquan?"
At this time, Gu Changqing suddenly asked the dark and cold figure.
"I am the God of the Underworld, which is what you call the Yellow Spring."
The black shadow didn't seem to be in a hurry to do something, but instead answered Gu Changqing's question in a very cooperative manner.
"No! You are not Huangquan. Who are you?"
Qi Zhengyan interrupted.
As the descendant of the Demon Lord, he knew very well what happened in the Nine Netherworlds. Huang Quan was dead. Even if he had not died, he would at most be a reincarnation body, or a distraction or something like that.
The black shadow in front of me is definitely not a fountain.
At least, the realm of the Great Demon of the Yellow Spring is more than just a Dharma body?
"I am Huang Quan and I am also Master Bomi."
The black shadow smiled and looked at everyone, "I found the real sealed God of Underworld 'Huangquan'. Here, I got the secret method of immortality!"
"When I had strong strength, I became the Master of Bomi. I inspired the people of Miguo with my dreams and sacrificed the God of Miya with the power of the whole country. After years of hard work, the seal finally opened a gap."
"I merged with the Huangquan brand and I became the real God of the Underworld!"
The black shadow spread his arms, and the divine power rose up like a demon.
"So…what is your body?"
Gu Changqing glanced at the black shadow, and the expression on his face was a bit joking.
"Huh? Yes! What about the body? A person with a high body body is not a Dharma image. Does the body and mind merge into one? Why does he still lose his body?"
At this moment, everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The Master Bomi in front of him, even if he was a Dharma body, was a disabled Dharma body.
As long as it is not a completely desperate situation and there is no possibility of resistance, everyone is not without the power to fight.
"My body..."
Hearing Gu Changqing's words, the black shadow seemed to shake for a moment, and then the voice became sharp, "I became the God of the Underworld, I became the Yellow Spring, and that ordinary body will naturally give up!"
"I'm afraid it's not about giving up, but for another reason!"
At this time, Qi Zhengyan thought of a possibility and showed a smile on his face, "The entire Bomi Kingdom is dead in your hands, right? Have you... devoured everyone's souls?"
"How is it swallowing? This is fusion!"
The black shadow suddenly shouted in great silence, "It is not to devour it. It is to let them become part of me. Gather the spirits of sentient beings and merge into one. I am sentient beings, and sentient beings are me."
"I am the great God of the Underworld, I am the supreme Emperor of the Yellow Springs. All sentient beings return to one another and cross the sea of suffering. This is not devouring, this is all sentient beings. Everyone in the entire Kingdom of Pomi will live immortally and immortally in my kingdom of God when I transcend the sea of suffering."
"You're going the wrong way!"
Gu Changqing shook his head, "The Yin Spirits of All Tribulations are hard to become a saint! Although you merged with the Yellow Spring Seal, it is an alternative Dharma body state. But... your state is very dangerous!"
"Speak nonsense! Speak nonsense!"
The black shadow roared wildly, "I am the God of the Underworld, I am the Emperor of Huangquan. I am eternal and immortal, I am..."
"That... interrupt."
At this time, Xiao Meng raised his hand like a good student to speak, raised his hand and said with a smile: "May I ask, have you heard a word?"
"What's the matter?"
The black shadow was stunned and asked in confusion.
"Of course..."
Xiao Meng showed a mockery on his face, "Of course, the villain died because he talked too much!"
As soon as he finished speaking, an old bronze mirror appeared in Xiao Meng's hand.
This is the "mirror of this life".
When I entered the "Nine-level Heaven" with Gu Xiaosang, I saw the "Mirror of This Life" in this life in the "Dang of This Life".
The blue mirror light instantly shone on the black shadow.
"ah……"
As soon as the mirror shone, the black shadow let out a shrill scream.
This is the divine power of the "mirror of this life".
Originally, the "Mirror of This Life" does not have any attack or defense powers, but only one ability to reflect this life.
If anyone else is replaced and is reflected in this life mirror, there will be only benefits and no harm. But Master Bomi will be different.
He devoured the souls of countless Wami people.
Although he washed away the memories of the people of Bomi with the water of the underworld and swallowed them safely, there would generally be no problems.
However, the situation is very unusual now.
The mirror of this life reflects this life. Even if the memory is washed away by the water of the underworld, the origin of the soul has not been annihilated, and it can still reflect this life based on the origin of the soul.
So... there were billions of "this life" in Master Bomi's mind.
"Ah! I...who am I?"
Master Bomi roared wildly, his whole body trembled violently, and his black air boiled violently like boiling water.
"Look, I didn't lie to you! The villain just died because he talked too much."
Xiao Meng shrugged his shoulders and reached out to hold up the "green lamp in front of the Buddha", "Billions of innocent souls are suitable for Buddhist salvation!"
"Okay, don't make a fuss! If Gu Changqing hadn't discovered the truth and notified you with the 'Master God Props', would you think of this?"
Jiang Zhiwei curled her lips and glared at Xiao Meng with anger.
"You guys...ah!"
Xiao Meng shook his head depressedly. If you ask me to pretend to be a pussy, you will die!
"Eliminate all karma and be reborn in the Pure Land."
"Namo Amitabha Night!"
The sound of Zen is faint and the light of Buddha is vast.
The green light burst out suddenly, and the light bloomed, shining everywhere, shining on all directions.
At this moment, infinite light shines on the heaven and earth, covering the entire hall with its brilliant Buddha light.
Great compassion and great mercy to save all sentient beings.
In the vast Buddha light, countless lights and shadows were freed from Master Bomi, as if he was relieved. His faces were full of smiles and the light disappeared.
The light of inspiration is like rain, falling.
Not long after, all the billions of souls devoured by Master Bomi were saved.
"It's unreasonable! It's unreasonable!"
Billions of souls were saved, and although Master Bomi fell from a state similar to the Dharma body, he also recovered his mind.
"I have been ruined by you for countless years of hard work! You are looking for death!"
Master Bomi roared, even though he is only in his soul state now, although he is no longer a "Dharma Body", he also has the power of a master of the scene.
How could he swallow his breath with just a few ants in the enlightenment realm have suffered such a huge loss with a few strange treasures?
"No! You are looking for death!"
Xiao Meng sneered and reached out to pull out the "Kaitian Knife" on his waist.
"Clang..."
The sword lights like the creation of the world soared into the sky.
At the same time, the divine lights of treasure soldiers shook the sky and tore through the sky, roaring through the sky.
"There are so many top-quality treasure soldiers?"
Master Bomi screamed in horror, and then... drowned in the endless divine light.
What does it feel like to be killed by a rich man with money?
Several juniors in the enlightenment realm actually had a top-quality treasure soldier. How much does it mean to be a local tyrant? Is there any reason for this?
Chapter completed!