"The Seal of Reincarnation!" Meng Qi, who was fighting fiercely with the Ancient Buddha Dingguang, blurted out, "The Demon Buddha actually lent you the Seal of Reincarnation."
The Ancient Buddha of Ran Deng smiled slightly and returned to his previous attitude of having everything under control: "With the Divine Weapon of the Other Shore in hand, Donor Su and fellow Taoist Chengtang should stop struggling."
Meng Qi recovered from the shock and smiled slightly: "That's not necessarily the case."
"Oh? What kind of backup plan has the Holy Emperor prepared for you?" Randen Ancient Buddha asked.
At this moment, a calm and gentle voice came from a distance: "Little monk Wutian, pay homage to the ancient Buddha of Lantern."
Seeing the familiar blazing white light, the ancient Buddha of Ran Deng subconsciously wanted to escape: "Supreme True Buddha! You actually brought this monster!"
Wu Tian sighed in disappointment: "There is no sign of self, no sign of no one, no sign of sentient beings, no sign of life-span, you, the ancient Buddha, have taken the sign."
The Randen Ancient Buddha stopped escaping, but his heart became more and more incredible: "What did the Holy Emperor do to him? He can actually make that kind of monster enlightened."
In fact, Meng Qi was also very surprised.
He had come into contact with the Supreme True Buddha and knew that the Supreme True Buddha had a morbid desire for the Buddha. But this time when he saw the Ancient Buddha of Burning Lights, the Supreme True Buddha behaved very normally.
Wu Tian clasped his hands together and said, "This young monk is entrusted by Your Majesty to ask the Ancient Buddha to stay here for a few days."
The ancient Buddha of Ran Deng said solemnly: "What if I don't want to?"
Wutian sighed: "Then we can only ask the ancient Buddha to pass away."
The corners of Ran Deng's eyes twitched slightly, and he thought to himself: Sure enough, he is still a demon in nature.
"In this case, I can only ask for help." The reincarnation seal held in the hand of the ancient Buddha flew out and fell into the hands of a figure wearing a dark gold cassock.
Seeing that figure, Meng Qi felt as if he had encountered a natural enemy, and his mind was cast into a shadow: "Demon Buddha, you actually escaped from the trap?"
"It's not like we're completely out of trouble, but we're just able to seep out some of our power." Mofo smiled slightly and turned to look at Wutian, "Let me be your opponent."
Wutian smiled gently: "Please give me some advice from the great monk."
The demon Buddha stretched out his right hand, bent his four fingers, pointed out "The Absolute Holy Abandoned Wisdom" with his thumb, and pointed it towards the center of Wutian's eyebrows.
This finger is an understatement and has no fireworks, but it reveals infinite demonic intent. If someone had a weaker Taoist mind, he would fall into the devil's path forever under this finger.
Wu Tian clasped his palms together, and the black lotus of the soul came out from the center of his eyebrows. It was filthy and dark, not much brighter than the finger of the demon Buddha.
The devil's thumb fell on the black lotus, and it was like ink dripping into the sea of darkness, without any reaction.
"You are actually the same as the monster of that day, with nearly complete strength on the other side!" The demon Buddha was shocked. The supreme true Buddha has obviously not yet swallowed up the remains of the Tantan Merit Buddha and the Golden Chanzi. Logically speaking, it is not complete yet, so it shouldn't be.
Only when you have the strength on the other side.
Wu Tian refused to comment and just said: "The Holy Emperor has a method that can kill all the evil thoughts in the heart and leave only the beauty of oneself. However, the great monk kills all the good thoughts and only leaves the dross. It is really the scum of the world."
The Demon Buddha snorted coldly: "What do you think of me? It's not your monster's turn to comment."
Wutian smiled slightly: "Good and evil are one, and right and wrong are determined by the heart. Although the great monk has reached the other side, he can never transcend."
"You are looking for death!" The demon Buddha's body suddenly disintegrated, turning into twisted black shadows, attacking Wutian from above, below, east, west, south, north, the gate of life, the position of death, the past, and the future.
The offensive was completed at the same time in an instant, which was exactly the second move of Tathagata's reverse palm, "Ten Thousand Demons Dance Together".
Wu Tian slapped out a light palm, and the black lotus of the soul turned into endless magic mist, destroying all directions.
The Demon Buddha relied on itself as a world-destroying demon to ignore the invasion of the demonic mist, and even turned into a red and black reverse swastika that devoured and assimilated, trying to devour Wutian's dark matter.
The power of Tathagata's reverse palm continued to bombard Wutian's body, almost causing his Buddha body to collapse.
However, the more serious Wutian's injuries were, the more obvious the smile on his face became.
Finally, after severely injuring Wutian again and again, Mofo finally reached his limit.
Black lines covered the face of the Demon Buddha, making it look ferocious and strange: "Why...am I being corroded by your black lotus?"
Wutian smiled slightly and said: "The Black Lotus of the Soul targets the Taoist heart most. The monk's heart has demonic debts, and it is difficult to escape from sinking. Although he gave up all good thoughts and completely enlarged his attachments, he still left the inner demons in the end."
The demon Buddha's eyelids drooped: "It's ridiculous that I still have such a flaw. I will wait for you to come back and have another experience with you."
After saying that, the Demon Buddha turned into a wisp of smoke and drifted away.
"I haven't left yet!" Ran Deng roared in his heart, met Meng Qi, Cheng Tang, and Wu Tian's joking eyes, and showed a polite yet awkward smile, "Is it too late for me to leave now?"
"What do you think?"
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At the most intense moment of the battle on the nine major battlefields, the heaven and earth suddenly shook, as if they had lost their color.
The void highlights the rolling river of time, and in the illusory river, there is a blue Buddha with perfect Buddha light in the upper reaches, a tall and thin Taoist priest wearing a bamboo crown, his eyes narrowed into a line, there are various different figures, and in the future
In every tributary, there is only one handsome young man wearing a green robe.
"Promote the truth, there is someone who proves the truth on the other side!"
"It's Emperor Qing. When did he regain his self?"
The great supernatural powers in the nine battlefields all raised their heads in astonishment. They did not expect that Qing Emperor would choose this moment to attain enlightenment.
But when they thought about it carefully, they realized that this was indeed the perfect moment.
On the other side, only two members of the Buddhist sect have officially returned, but Amitabha was seriously injured by the Human Emperor, and Bodhi Buddha returned early, and his strength is not at its peak, so he probably won't personally stop it.
As for the great supernatural beings who created the world, the great supernatural beings who are now resurrected in all the worlds are basically on these nine battlefields.
At this time, the enlightenment can almost be said to have occupied the right time, place, and people, but I don't know when Qingdi came to his senses.
Just as everyone was thinking about the next change, the heaven and earth shook again, and endless black water rolled in, almost drowning the long river of time and space.
"Again? This time it's Emperor Zhenwu."
"Didn't he disappear? How could he suddenly appear and want to attain enlightenment to the other side?"
The great masters of creation in the nine major battlefields were almost completely crazy. Two creations reached perfection and attained enlightenment on the other side at the same time. This has never been seen even if it dates back to the ancient times.
Just when a group of people with great supernatural powers felt that the world was crazy, the heaven and earth shook again, and the figure of a domineering emperor appeared in the long river of time and space, looking down on all the heavens and worlds.
"It's numb, it's really numb."
"How many times are you going to shake it?"
Although the mentality of all the great supernatural power users was a bit broken, the last one was actually the one they had the most psychological expectations for.
After all, with the Holy Emperor's unparalleled magical power, it is unreasonable not to reach the other shore, but I don't know how many other shores will come to block the way.