Chapter 850 How Does It Feel to Be Beaten to Death by a Local Tyrant?

Dharma Gaoren is the most powerful force in the world today.

Under the Dharma body, all are mortals. Once promoted to Dharmakaya, not only will the lifespan be greatly increased, but also possess the supernatural powers of moving mountains and filling seas, flying into the sky and escaping from the earth. The dharmakaya is already a god.

A group of reincarnators who are only in the enlightened state are very dangerous even if they face the location master. What's more, it's a Dharma expert who can easily crush the location master to death?

At this moment, everyone was in despair!

Even if everyone has a top-quality weapon, even if they activate their supernatural powers together, it is not enough to look at in front of the Fagao people!

"You are the god of the underworld? That is Huang Quan?"

At this time, Gu Changqing suddenly asked this dark and cold figure.

"This seat is the god of the underworld, which is what you call Huangquan."

Soi Ying didn't seem to be in a hurry to act, but answered Gu Changqing's question very cooperatively.

"No! You are not Huang Quan. Who are you?"

Qi Zhengyan interjected.

As the descendant of the demon lord, he is very clear about what is going on in the Netherworld. Huang Quan is dead. Even if it is not dead, it is at best a reincarnation, or something like a distraction.

The black shadow in front of him must not be Huang Quan.

At the very least, the Realm of the Great Demon of the Underworld is more than just the dharma body?

"I am Huang Quan, and I am also the national teacher of Bomi."

Heiying smiled and looked at everyone, "Back then, I found the real, sealed god of the underworld 'Yellow Spring'. Here, I got the secret of longevity!"

"When I gained great strength, I became the master of Bomi. I summoned the people of Bomi with the inspiration of dreams, and sacrificed to the god of the underworld with the power of the whole country. After years of hard work, a gap in the seal finally opened."

"I merged with the brand of Huangquan, and I became a real god of the underworld!"

The black shadow opened his arms, and the divine power rose mightily, resembling a demon god.

"So... where's your body?"

Gu Changqing glanced at Heiying, with a playful look on his face.

"Huh? That's right! What about the body? The Dharma Gaoren, isn't the Dharma appearance, body and mind integrated into one? How could he still lose his body?"

At this moment, everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Even if the Bomi national teacher in front of him is a Dharma body, he is also a crippled Dharma body.

As long as it is not in a completely desperate situation and there is no possibility of resistance, everyone is not helpless.

"My body..."

Hearing Gu Changqing's words, the black shadow seemed to shake for a while, and then the voice became sharper, "I have become the god of the underworld, I have become Huang Quan, that mortal body, of course I have to give up!"

"I'm afraid it's not giving up, but another reason!"

At this time, Qi Zhengyan thought of a possibility, and a smile appeared on his face, "The people of the entire Bomi Kingdom died at your hands, right? You... devoured everyone's souls?"

"How is swallowing? This is fusion!"

The black shadow suddenly yelled desperately, "It's not devouring. It's making them a part of me. Gathering the spirits of all living beings and merging them into one. I am all living beings, and all living beings are me."

"I am the great god of the underworld, and I am the supreme emperor of Huangquan. All living beings will be united and we will cross the sea of ​​suffering together. This is not devouring, this is the salvation of all living beings. All the people in the entire Bomi Kingdom will help me when I transcend the sea of ​​suffering. Immortal life in the Kingdom of God."

"You're going the wrong way!"

Gu Changqing shook his head, "It is difficult for a ghost to become a saint! Although you have merged with the mark of the underworld, it is considered a different state of Dharmakaya. But... your state is very dangerous!"

"Nonsense! Nonsense!"

The black shadow roared crazily, "I am the God of Hades, I am the Emperor of the Underworld. I am the eternal immortal, I am..."

"That... interrupt."

At this time, Xiaomeng raised his hand like a good student to speak, and said with a smile, "Excuse me, have you heard a sentence?"

"What words?"

Hei Ying was stunned for a moment, and asked suspiciously.

"of course……"

A mocking expression appeared on Xiao Meng's face, "Of course, the villain died because of talking too much!"

As soon as the words fell, an old bronze mirror appeared in Xiaomeng's hand.

This is the "mirror of this life".

When entering the "Nine Heavens" together with Gu Xiaosang, in the "Palace of Present Life" the "Mirror of Present Life" that reflects this life.

The blue mirror light instantly shone on Hei Ying.

"ah……"

As soon as the mirror light shone, the black shadow let out a miserable scream.

This is the power of the "mirror of this life".

Originally, the "Mirror of This Life" did not have any offensive and defensive powers, only the ability to see this life.

If it were any other person, and being mirrored in this life, there would only be benefits and no harm. But Bomi Guoshi is different.

He devoured the souls of countless Bomi citizens.

Although he washed away the memories of the people of Bomi with the water of the underworld, it is safe to swallow it, and there will be no problem under normal circumstances.

However, the current situation is very unusual.

The mirror of this life reflects this life. Even if the memory is washed away by the water of the underworld, the source of the soul has not been annihilated, and the present life can still be seen according to the source of the soul.

So... Hundreds of millions of "this life" appeared in Bomi's mind.

"Ah! I... who am I?"

Bomi Guoshi roared wildly, trembling violently, and the black air in his body boiled violently like boiling water.

"Look, I didn't lie to you! The villain just died of talking too much."

Xiao Meng shrugged his shoulders, and held up the "green lamp in front of the Buddha" with his hand, "Hundreds of millions of innocent souls are just suitable for the Buddha's salvation!"

"Okay, don't be ridiculous! If Gu Changqing hadn't discovered the truth and informed you with the 'Lord God Tool', would you have thought of this?"

Jiang Zhiwei curled her lips, and gave Xiao Meng an angry look.

"You... oh!"

Xiao Meng shook his head depressed. If you make me pretend to be a jerk, I'll die!

"Pull out all karmic obstacles and be reborn in the pure land."

"Namo Amitabha Ye!"

The sound of Zen is faint, and the light of Buddha is mighty.

The green lantern burst out suddenly, and the light bloomed, illuminating the world and the ten directions.

At this moment, immeasurable brilliance illuminated the heavens and the earth, covering the entire hall in brilliant Buddha light.

With great compassion, he can save all sentient beings.

In the mighty Buddha's light, countless lights and shadows appeared from Bomi Guoshi's body, as if he had been liberated, all of them smiled and dissipated.

Emmanuel light rained down one after another.

Not long after, all the hundreds of millions of souls swallowed by the national teacher Bomi were exhausted.

"It's unreasonable! It's unreasonable!"

Hundreds of millions of souls were saved, and even though Bomi Guoshi fell from a state similar to the dharma body, he also recovered his sanity.

"My countless years of hard work have been ruined by you! You are courting death!"

The national master Bomi roared, even though he is only in the state of a soul now, although he is no longer a "dharma body", he still has the power of a master of external scenes.

A few ants in the enlightened state, relying on a few rare treasures, have made him suffer such a big loss, how can they swallow this breath?

"No! You are looking for death!"

With a sneer, Xiao Meng stretched out his hand and pulled out the "Heaven Opening Knife" from his waist.

"Clang..."

The light of the knife soared into the sky like the opening of the sky.

At the same time, one after another shook the heavens and the earth, tearing apart the sky's divine light of precious soldiers, roaring through the sky.

"There are so many top-grade treasure soldiers?"

Imperial Master Bomi let out a horrified scream, and then... was submerged in endless divine light.

How does it feel to be beaten to death by a local tyrant?

A few juniors in the Enlightenment Realm actually have a top-grade treasure weapon in their hands. How much do they need to be local tyrants? Is this still reasonable?

When the national teacher Bomi was dying, there was only endless resentment in his heart.