Chapter Two Thousand and Fifty-Eight: Immovable Golden Body

"My lord, don't we really want to come forward?"

In the cold and dark world, a faint blue light flickered.

Cui Jue's face was nervous, everything that happened between the netherworld and the void world had been mastered by them. The information sent by Zhu Gang no longer has any practical significance, because everything that happened to the army of the underworld is perfectly presented on the mirror in this dark world.

The dark-faced man gently patted the table in front of him and said, "Is it meaningful to come forward at this time, I knew that the ambition of the Void World was more than that, but I didn't expect her to be alive." ”

"My lord, leaving her behind is bound to be a disaster, you must know that she is a ...... herself"

"Then you go and kill her!"

The dark man's temper suddenly came up, and he said angrily: "I still don't know her identity, I still don't know how much of a threat her existence will pose to us?

Feeling the anger on the man's body, Cui Jue was so frightened that he quickly knelt on the ground, trembling all over. Although the man didn't pour his anger on him, the invisible coercion on the man's body still made Cui Jue a little breathless. "The lower official is stupid, he can't share the worries of the adult, and please punish the adult!"

"Punish you for having a bird!" The man glanced at Cui Jue and said, "Get up, I was put on the hook by those guys, they knew all this for a long time, but they kept me in the dark." It made me worry about the whole situation, and I was teased by them. ”

This is the root cause of men's anger, and the scale of the floating hell, as another dimension in a broad sense, is much larger than imagined. Just like this man, Cui Jue under him is already an existence admired by the soul envoys of the netherworld, so you can imagine how noble his identity is.

But with such a noble status, he is still inevitably toyed with by others, which shows how big the scale of the floating hell is, and how terrible the background of the floating hell is.

"Well, now that they've settled, we don't have to worry about anything. But what is the situation of that kid, can he pass the test of the immovable king?"

"This is not very clear, as the heir of King Ming's curse, he should be able to pass it, right?"

Cui Jue cautiously glanced at the dark man and asked, "My lord, the lower official has something to understand, please don't be angry." ”

The pitch-black man nodded and motioned for Cui Jue to continue. Cui Jue paused and said, "My lord, since the Mingwang curse on that kid is so special, why don't you ...... it?"

"Cui Jue, you are really old and confused, if I can master the Mingwang Curse, will I still suffer this here? Don't forget, the power of the Mingwang Curse is comparable to that person, do you think there can be anyone else in the Floating Hell who can master the Mingwang Curse?" The man just wanted to get angry, but quickly suppressed it.

As the supreme formula of Tantra, the Ming Wang Mantra symbolizes the supreme meaning of Tantra and also symbolizes the most profound Dharma. If it weren't for the absolute fateful conditions, no one would be able to truly master the Ming King Mantra. No, in the Yin World, the people in charge, including Qin Yi, knew that Wu Hao had the Ming King Curse on him, but they didn't dare to covet half a point.

Why?

Isn't it because the power of the Ming King's spell can't be controlled!

"Let's go, follow me to the human world, even if you can't master the Ming King Mantra, it is a great blessing in life to be able to see the Ming King's manifestation. ”

"Yes, sir!"

……

Boom!

On the top of the snowy mountain, Wu Hao's body suddenly collapsed to the ground, and on him, the four-colored aura had become extremely weak, and it disappeared soon after Wu Hao fell.

Wu Hao coughed up blood with difficulty, and under the increase of the Four Great Ming King Mantras, he finally came to the foot of the highest towering peak. Here, the pressure that had pressed on him before was enough to break him to pieces. But for Wu Hao, it was not easy to get here, even if it was increased by the four Ming King spells, Wu Hao's body still seemed to be about to fall apart.

No, lying in the cold snow, Wu Haozhi felt that every bone in his body was numb. When he came to the last part of the road, Wu Hao even had the consciousness that he was going to die here, and the unprecedented pressure was like the entire snow-capped mountain was pressing on him, even if there was an increase in the four Ming King Mantras, Wu Hao still felt that he would be crushed into powder at any time.

Fortunately, he survived, and after the pressure suddenly disappeared, Wu Hao felt that his whole body was not his own. In the middle of the ring, Wu Hao's body gradually became conscious, and the moment the consciousness appeared, Wu Hao felt that it was better to be unconscious before.

Because of the unprecedented severe pain, Wu Hao almost fainted!

His body was completely overloaded, so much so that after his consciousness recovered, Wu Hao only had one feeling all over his body, and that was pain. Every cell in his body seemed to be crushed, and countless pains finally converged together, which made Wu Hao feel painful.

Just when Wu Hao was tortured by severe pain and was almost about to faint, an incomparably strong aura suddenly emerged from Wu Hao's heart. The appearance of this breath instantly dispelled the sharp pain, so that Wu Hao didn't react to what was happening, until a ray of golden light appeared on the snowy mountain in his sight, until Wu Hao's Immovable Ming King Mantra operated on its own.

The true body of the Fudo Ming King has appeared!

Wu Hao stood up excitedly, and then knelt down in the direction where the golden light came from with great reverence. To Wu Hao's surprise, just when he was about to kneel on the ground, a ray of golden light slowly supported his body, and Wu Hao stumbled and turned into a posture of sitting cross-legged.

Brush!

The dazzling golden light suddenly enveloped Wu Hao's whole person, through the golden light, Wu Hao could clearly see a mighty golden body inlaid on the snow peak, different from the real body of the other four Ming kings, the real body of the Fudo Ming King actually has a fatwa wheel body, that is to say, this Ming King's true body is the original immovable golden body of the Immovable Ming King!

What's going on?,Didn't Master Yelu say that when the five great kings and the Buddha and the demons were fighting,The five great kings were still just the five great gods.,Why don't you move the true body of the Ming King to have a fatwa wheel body.,Although there is no lotus flower on the top of the head.,But the real body of the Ming King is exactly the same as the real body in the mantra of the Ming King.。。

As the golden light became stronger and stronger, the golden body of the Fudo Ming King gradually became clearer. Wu Hao's hands involuntarily formed the true seal of the Immovable Ming King, and his mouth continued to chant the origin mantra of the Immovable Ming King Mantra.

"Who called me Immovable Venerable?"