Great Primordial: I, Huang Long, Join Western Buddhism At The Beginning!

Chapter 133 Huang Long Feels Helpless, The Source Of Corruption Appears!

Huang Long naturally also knew that this clone could be connected to Fudo Mingwang's true body.

Therefore, the choices Fufu Mingwang can make also make Huang Long feel a little interesting.

There was a slight smile on his lips, but in the eyes of the incarnation of King Fudo, it was as if hell had opened its door to him.

No matter how he does this, he will not do it well. Either he will betray his credibility or betray the entire Western Buddhism.

All I saw was that the King Fudo in the sky was heartbroken, and then the huge Dharma Body, which was thousands of miles long and wide, turned into little fluorescent lights at this moment.

At this time, it was the turn of the Golden Immortal of Supreme Unity to worship, with a question mark on his face.

He got this charm before he bought it, and it would never malfunction, as promised.

But now the meaning of this talisman shocked him greatly.

At that time, the seller was claiming a shocking oath that Westerners would not deceive Westerners. Now, is he really desperate for his life?

He has already worshiped this one now, and he no longer believes in evil.

He took out the remaining four spells he bought from his pocket and directly replaced the four incarnations of Fudo Myooh.

Then an interesting scene appeared. Four huge Dharma bodies, thousands of miles tall, were all confused when they saw Huang Long.

They don't know who is standing under here? But do they dare to do it? They don't dare at all.

Seeing the four huge Dharma bodies standing there, Huang Long couldn't help but laugh.

Just now he made one choice, and now the Fudo Ming King has to make four more choices.

In this situation, even Huang Long felt that Prince Fudo was a little pitiful. Why was he so greedy in the first place?

If you don't take money from this guy, you won't face this choice.

After all, Huang Long also knew that Fudo Mingou had made a lot of money in many places by relying on his spell.

Because its auction houses also include a large number of these things among the most basic items, because to be honest, the cost is really low.

From the money he spent when purchasing, we can also get a glimpse of how much assets Yierfudo Mingou received.

Huang Long sighed, looked at the three incarnations of the Fudo Ming King in the sky, and understood what he should do.

Also, if you let this guy use his signature again and again, it might really make him hold a grudge in his heart.

Because it is still not guaranteed to be immovable, Huang Long does not dare to kill the moth with a stick if Prince Ming has participated in it.

He sighed, and then casually took out a spirit treasure. This was a sword he didn't use because he wasn't used to it.

After making sure that no outsiders had seen this spirit treasure, he then slashed four times in succession at the Dharma Body, the four immovable kings in the sky.

Before the one in the sky could give any orders, the four huge Dharma Body dissipated under the spirit treasure one after another.

The way they were scrambling to die seemed a bit funny in Huang Long's eyes.

It can be seen that without moving, King Ming's desire to survive is still strong, and he has not been disappointed.

He thought for a while and felt that it was not too safe, so he made the last lock.

At this time, we were far away in a cave under Mt. Xumi.

Fudo Myooh himself, who was in quiet cultivation, suddenly opened his eyes at this moment. He also knew what kind of situation his clones had encountered.

After seeing Huang Long rectifying the worms in the entire west, he also sighed helplessly.

"The big and small forces in Western Buddhism are probably going to change."

Along with his heavy sigh, it seemed as if there was a reaction between heaven and earth, and a light rain began to fall from the sky.

After all, Saint's happiness and anger can cause fluctuations in the world.

And with the large amount of training resources obtained through his own Fudo Myooh spell, he was successfully promoted to the Fudo Myooh who leads people in half a step.

To a certain extent, some of these powers can also be imitated.

So it was no surprise, but what he felt strange at this time was that Huang Long, who was hundreds of thousands of kilometers away, was locking him with his breath.

Just when he was nervous, the voice from Huang Long came to his ears.

"Don't worry about what happened just now. This is the matter of those moths and has nothing to do with you, but I hope you won't tell anyone."

"After all, this kind of thing needs to be done secretly. The fewer people who know about it, the better."

"But if you can't do it, then I can only achieve it through other means. The less people know about it, the better."

Listening to Huang Long's threatening words, Prince Ming immediately knelt on the ground and said some words of thanks.

But Huang Long then said something like this:

"What I said just now was a joke, don't worry about it!"

Just after he finished speaking, a warm current flowed into Fudo Myoyo's body, and Fudo Myoyo actually felt that he had been stuck in the Saint realm for an unknown period of time, and a bottleneck was being broken through.

Although this does not mean that I can successfully enter the realm of Saint, it will also be of great benefit to my own understanding.

After all, there are very few in the Saint realm, but on the other hand, there are countless Great Primordial old monsters stuck in the Saint realm.

As long as no absolutely horrific disaster occurs, no one can escape it, and those old monsters who have been stuck in the half-step Saint realm will still exist.

It is even said that as time passes, the division of their realms is also an understanding of Grand Dao's understanding.

It may be said that sometimes it does not show up in normal times, but it often plays a big role in times of crisis.

Therefore, Fudo Meiou can only say that he cannot be underestimated, because he remembered that after he had some insights last time, he also let him escape from the hands of Yuanshi, The Primeval Lord of Heavens of School of Enlightenment.

Although it was only because of Huang Long that it was able to go smoothly, but if he hadn't had the inspiration to run faster at that time, he probably would still have died.

On the other hand, Huang Long here was still looking at Elder Wang from the outer sect and the worshiper from the inner (Li's good) sect in front of him with a smile.

But the two guys looked like they had seen a ghost. They didn't dare to run away even if they wanted to, and they didn't know what they should do if they stayed.

They can be sure that the existence in front of them is enough to be regarded as a half-step Saint.

It should be said that at least half of Saint can do such a thing.

There are more things they dare not think about and cannot think about.

Huang Long was indeed a little afraid that they would directly guess his identity, so he said that he could not let them go back this time.

Just when the idea flashed through his mind, the two people outside were already imprisoned.

They looked at each other in surprise, and then looked at the young man of unknown age underneath.

Obviously I didn't see any changes in that guy, nor did I see that guy say any spells. I even said that I didn't see any fluctuations in spiritual power.

How did he manage to imprison them all in this moment?