"You won't understand!"

However, the answer to Venerable Yunju was only the short six words of the Ancient Buddha of Burning Lamp.

After hearing this, Venerable Yunju looked confused and speechless.

"Do you remember what I said?" asked Randen again.

Venerable Yunju could only nod helplessly, "Disciple keep it in mind. ”

"Go down. With a hint of determination on his face, he waved his hand heavily.

"Disciple retire!" Venerable Yunju bowed and left the meditation room.

"Alas......."

The ancient Buddha sighed, his voice full of melancholy and helplessness.

Do you think that his super existence that survived in ancient times is going to fall and die?

He was really unwilling.

But what can you do if you are unwilling?

Even the saints who are known as immortal pay great attention to this time of the tribulation, and even the saints do not hesitate to spend great mana to calculate hundreds of years ago to change the small trend of the rotation of the Heavenly Dao, let alone him?

In this way, I don't know how long it took for the ancient Buddha to retract his complicated thoughts and slowly close his eyes.

Time slowly passed, and at some point, a strange figure appeared in the meditation room, opposite the lamp ancient Buddha.

Like a ghost, very sudden, indescribably mysterious.

This figure was dressed in a pitch-black robe, with his hands behind his back, and his long black hair naturally hung down behind his back.

The dark and bright eyes, like two black holes that don't know where they lead, show the meaning of darkness and profundity, and bloom with brilliant and demonic light from time to time;

His countenance was dignified and majestic, and there was an inexplicable majesty surrounding him, as if he alone was the center of the world!

On his ordinary face, there is a smile that is difficult to understand.

In this way, after a few minutes, the ancient Buddha seemed to notice something and opened his eyes.

When he saw the heavenless queen in front of him, a look of shock suddenly flashed in the depths of his pupils.

In his perception, the current Wutian was more powerful and terrifying than the Wutian of the last fight.

As powerful as him, he felt the invisible oppressive force, and obviously he had understood that Wutian fused with the physical body, and it was a complete version.

The ancient Buddha looked at the skylessness in front of him solemnly, and did not try to escape or call for help.

He knew that it was all fate!

"Little monk Wutian, meet the ancient Buddha who burns the lamp!"

Although the words were very respectful, Wutian did not have any trace of solemnity, just a trace of respect and other complicated expressions in his eyes.

Hearing this, the ancient Buddha's face gradually turned cold.

"You're finally here!"

No matter what kind of mood Wutian is in front of him, his life will always be taken away by the other party!

Wutian showed a hint of a smile, but there was a hint of mockery and disdain.

"Yes, I'm back!"

"I once told Ru that I would be back!"

"Because you are the ancestor of all Buddhas, the little monk also took the lead in visiting you, which also shows the little monk's respect and admiration for you!"

The ancient Buddha who lit the lamp also showed a smile when he heard this.

It's just that no one knows how much of it means in this smile.

He chatted with Wutian as if he were chattering.

"It seems that your mana is much stronger than the previous Mora!"

It can be very obvious that the current Moluo is much stronger than the last Moro, far surpassing the former Moro.

This is because Rahu's remnant soul has been completely absorbed by Moluo, or it can be said that it has been fused together, and its strength has reached a higher level!

Wutian asked with a provocative look, "How about compared to Rulai?"

Randen didn't speak, but the corners of his mouth hooked up a disdainful and contemptuous smile, and his eyes narrowed, as if he had heard something very funny, so that he couldn't even mock!

After a while, the ancient Buddha with a solemn expression spit out a sentence word by word.

"Evil is invincible!"

Hearing this, Wutian's expression suddenly became excited, as if he had been poked in the sore spot, he stepped forward and asked: "Burning the lamp ancient Buddha, what is evil, what is good?!"

"As you once said, there is no one, no self, no sentient beings!"

"But why did he treat me like that?!"

His expression was full of anger, and it was obvious that he had suppressed too much injustice and resentment in his heart.

After a while, he returned to his original self and said with a look of memory, "I just want to use my own ability to change the Buddha Realm!"

If you can support me, then you are still the ancestor of all Buddhas, respected by all people!"

Wutian actually began to solicit burning lamps openly, and at the same time, he was threatened by Sen Leng.

If you don't agree, then you will face a Demon Ancestor!

The two looked at each other deeply.

After a while, the ancient Buddha slowly closed his eyes, and a ** golden wheel suddenly appeared behind his head, exuding a strong golden light of merit in the meditation room, protecting his body from being invaded.

His eyes were closed, his hands were folded, and he hung his head quietly, like an old monk who had settled down.

But the golden light on his body suddenly burst out, surrounding his body, as if he wanted to occupy the entire meditation room.

Wutian looked deeply at the ancient Buddha of the burning lamp.

Seeing that the other party is so resolute, he is ready to fight with all his strength and fight him to the death.

Wutian also lost the last patience.

He also emitted purple magic light all over his body, but it occupied the entire meditation room in an instant, surrounding the golden Buddha light of the ancient Buddha in the center.

The purple magic light continued to suppress the Buddha's light, and the territory of the Buddha's light continued to shrink, and finally all of them were squeezed back into the body of the ancient Buddha.

The light of the Buddha is constantly eroded, and the figure of the ancient Buddha who burns the lamp also dissipates with it, and finally turns into nothingness.

The entire meditation room was occupied by the skyless magic light, like a cold demonic land!

Wutian took a deep look at the lotus platform where the ancient Buddha was sitting, and then withdrew all the magic light into his body like a receding tide.

Wutian left the meditation room.

The ancient Buddha has passed away, and this spiritual mountain has no value to him, and he can implement the plan!

It's just that Wutian doesn't know what.

As soon as he left the meditation room with his front feet, above the lotus platform where the ancient Buddha sat in the back lamp was a white relic full of hazy golden light, which was spinning on the lotus platform.

A moment later.

Venerable Yunju walked into the meditation room and took away the relics on the lotus platform with a heavy expression!

He didn't expect that an existence like the Burning Lamp Ancient Buddha would really pass away, in his meditation room!

What kind of strange existence did the ancient Buddha face!

All he knew was that there was a sudden sound of conversation in the empty meditation room except for the ancient Buddha of the burning lamp.

Then when he entered, the ancient Buddha turned into a white relic!