Signing to the Goddess from Douluo

"Who..who's there?"

When the weak Fu Hu suddenly heard someone's voice, his nerves tensed up.

Although at this moment, his mood is more uncomfortable than death, but no matter whether it is a human being, a demon, a god or a Buddha, he instinctively resists death.

Hearing the sarcasm, Fu Hu could feel it instinctively, and what was contained in it was not just ridicule.

The invisible killing intent suddenly shrouded the entire ruins of Yuzhen Temple, and rushed towards Fuhu's direction in an instant, so that Fuhu felt like falling into an ice cave at this moment. Under the impact of the murderous aura, he couldn't hold on and collapsed to the ground again.

Then, in an instant, a big foot suddenly appeared out of thin air, and stepped directly on the side of Fu Hu's head.

Immediately, bursts of powerful force that made him irresistible also came from the big feet, directly stepping Fuhu's entire head into the ground, and the whole body was sunken in.

"Who, are you... who the hell? This is Lingshan...the most important place, how dare you?"

Being trampled on his face and humiliated like this, Fu Hu immediately became angry, and became even more angry.

Jianglong's death was unclear, even until now, he still couldn't figure out the man who invaded Lingshan.

Why would you still say that to him when you could kill yourself, who was already powerless to fight back, and save your own life?

Obviously, Fu Hu, who has lost all his strength, already knows that he is absolutely useless, and it is completely unnecessary for Ye Chen to lie to him.

But the question is, will the Buddha, whom he has always believed in, really be the culprit who killed Jianglong?

Fu Hu still didn't want to believe it in his heart. He instinctively maintained the highest longing for the Tathagata Buddha, and so did Jianglong.

They are also Buddhist arhats, the most loyal disciples of the Buddha, the Tathagata Buddha, there is no reason to harm them at all, after all, they have been working hard for the Tathagata Buddha.

But now, among the ruins of Yuzhen Temple, at the foot of Lingshan Mountain, who would dare to break in so boldly.

Fu Hu didn't understand, but in his heart, he also guessed some of the other party's identity from the words of the guy who stepped on his head.

But even so, within Fu Hu's subconscious mind,

Still constantly refuting his own judgment, still choosing to die loyal to the Tathagata Buddha.

But soon, his stupid and loyal nature was directly crushed by the guy who stepped on the tiger's head.

I saw that the person stepping on the Tiger Arhat was not some monster in Xiniu Hezhou, but a man with a bald head, his earlobe fell down to a length of tens of centimeters, and his face was very strange.

But what he said next directly caused De Fuhu to fall into the abyss with a pious heart.

"Who? You don't even know me, Fuhu Arhat.

It's me, the ear-digging Arhat who has been trampled underfoot by you and Jianglong among the Eighteen Arhats in Lingshan. My Buddha's real name is Venerable Nagasina. "

As soon as these words came out, Fuhu, who was trampled more and more into the depression in the ground, immediately heaved his chest up and down. Immediately, his face was full of disbelief, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, which was directly sprayed on the soil and gravel. Inside, the earthy-smelling sunken pit was filled with the smell of blood.

However, this is not over yet, I saw the ear-digging Arhat stepping on the tiger, completely ignoring the feelings of fellow Buddhist Arhats at this moment.

Even his face was covered with a look of incomparable jealousy, and his feet became more and more vigorous, and he stepped on Fuhu and yelled loudly.

"How about Fuhu, now that Jianglong is dead, you trash is going to be arrogant in front of Lao Tzu again?

What is the head of the Eighteen Arhats, subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger, hahahaha, if there is no Jianglong, you, a waste whose cultivation base is worse than this venerable, dare to be the top of the arhats.

Now you, at the feet of this venerable, think of an ant that may be trampled to death by Lao Tzu at any time.

This venerable only needs to use a little force, and among the eighteen arhats in Lingshan, one more arhat will be lost.

Oh, what a pity.

However, it is all under the calculation of the Buddha.

The Buddha had already expected that the damned Dragon Subduing Arhat would be disobedient and would most likely defect to Lingshan.

And you Fuhu, you have a deep friendship with him, the Buddha is really worried that you won't be able to do it, and this will cause serious trouble.

Presumably, the old man can't even imagine that if you practice Tathagata Buddha, you, Fuhu, are so stupid, so stupid, I really believe that in this world, there will be strong people other than the Supreme Saint, who have the ability to directly control The Dharma of a Daluo Jinxian was born.

Hahahaha, now that I think about it, you, Fuhu, are really stupid.

However, compared to you, that kid Jianglong is probably even more of an idiot.

I have been a brother with you for nearly ten thousand years. I must have never imagined that one day, you, Fu Hu, would wipe out the soul Fogg with your own hands, and you will be reduced to a walking dead.

It's sad, thinking that Jianglong, who was said to be very likely to become the fifth Bodhisattva on the Lingshan Mountain, died at the hands of his best brother.

Speaking of which, it's really, really exciting, hahahahaha.

From now on, there will be no dragons and tigers in the Western Paradise. "

The more the ear-digging Arhat said, the more delighted his face became, and his whole body was so excited that he couldn't stop trembling.

He is the ear-picking Arhat in Lingshan, but he is the oldest Arhat. However, in less than 10,000 years, the one who subdued the dragon and subdued the tiger completely occupied his position as the head of the eighteen Arhats.

Even in the mortal world, hundreds of millions of living beings will only sing praises that they subdue dragons, subdue tigers, and Arhats to save all living beings, and they can be called true Buddha Arhats.

But who knows, how many tens of thousands of years he spent digging out the ears of Arhat to achieve the position of Arhat, and how many good deeds he has done for those stupid mortals in the mortal world.

But no matter how much he does, the world always maliciously arranges him to pick ears because of his weird long ears.

Until the end, he didn't say anything about the fact that he couldn't reach half of the position of the Four Great Bodhisattvas, and even his position as the head of Buddhist arhats was completely downplayed.

He didn't accept it, he really didn't accept it.

Ear-digging Arhat thought of the threat of subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger in the past ten thousand years, and the strength under his feet couldn't stop bursting out with even stronger force.

"Die, let this venerable die.

You are all dead, the next four big bodhisattvas will be selected, and this venerable will stand on top of you, hahahaha. "

Thinking of Puxian Bodhisattva being completely wiped out in Huaguo Mountain, and Manjusri Bodhisattva returning from serious injuries, the injuries will not heal for a long time.

Ear-digging Arhat Dang felt that his chance had come, but now that Jianglong was dead, Fuhu was fully in his hands.

Then the next selection of the Four Great Bodhisattvas, Venerable Thanagasina, will definitely have a seat.

Thinking of this, the excited smile on the ear-digging Arhat's face became more and more uncontrollable.

However, the ear-digging Arhat, who was in the midst of excitement, completely ignored the subdued tiger under his feet, and his face was filled with a silent cry of despair.

Immediately, the body that should have been shrouded in Buddha's light, here also from the inside to the outside, bursts of uncontrollable black mist, gradually spreading in all directions.