Prehistoric: Opening Awakening Hongmeng Painting Saint System

Even if they don't know exactly what happened, from the miserable appearance when they came back, all the strong men on Mount Sumeru can predict that they must have encountered a strong enemy.

Jieying's mind was completely insane.

Ever since he stepped into the road of cultivation, he has never been beaten into such a miserable appearance.

The mighty Lord of Mount Sumeru in the western realm, only one soul remains.

No matter how resolute the mind is, it is doomed to be difficult to calm down for a while.

What's even more frightening is that although Jieyin successfully blew himself up and escaped from Styx's hands, that ultimate killing force actually entangled his soul.

After returning to Mount Sumeru, Jieyin resorted to all kinds of means, but because he did not have the blessing of physical cultivation, he was still unable to erase the killing power.

The heart-piercing pain spread to every corner of the soul.

Finally, after dozens of days, Jieyin came up with an extremely crazy and cruel method.

As the entire Mount Sumeru erupted with a huge roar, those countless strong men who existed on Mount Sumeru immediately endured an extremely powerful confinement force.

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying killing force quickly permeated everyone!
"Ahhh!"

Within a few breaths, countless screams sounded at the same time.

At this very moment, on the top of Mount Sumeru, the killing power in the body of the receiving soul suddenly decreased.

Obviously, in order to slow down the erosion of the killing power as much as possible, Jieyin used the countless strong men on Mount Sumeru as furnaces to share the killing power that he had suffered.

The advantage of doing this is that it greatly reduces the pressure of receiving and guiding, but the disadvantages are more obvious.

Although these powerhouses on Mount Sumeru have good cultivation, they have basically never reached the realm of Daluo Jinxian. How can they bear the origin of killing that Styx is infinitely close to the level of heaven?
In just a few hours, most of the countless strong men were killed or injured!
The flames that originally shrouded the entire Mount Sumeru were directly dimmed by about [-]%, which also exposed the appearance of Mount Sumeru to the eyes of countless creatures in the wild.

In the following decades, the Buddha's light became dimmer until it completely dissipated into nothingness.

Every plant and tree on Mount Sumeru began to wither, and the corpses of countless creatures were exposed in every corner.

Endless dark wind accumulated between the sky of Mount Sumeru, and at the same time, the sound of howling and screaming like a ghost could be heard endlessly on the mountain.

Standing at the foot of the mountain and looking from a distance, the entire Mount Sumeru seems to have become a scene of Senluo Hell!

The only thing that has not changed in the entire Mount Sumeru for decades is the roar of cursing on the top of the mountain day and night.

Jieyin has become a person who is neither human nor ghost.

No one expected that a generation of prehistoric super geniuses, Hongjun's direct disciples, would be reduced to such a situation.

And the so-called Daoist Hongjun never appeared after the drastic change in Mount Sumeru.

It seems that in Hongjun's eyes, it's not worth the trouble for such a so-called personal disciple.

Another day, at the foot of Mount Sumeru.

In the depths of hundreds of thousands of miles underground, a cloudy gaze suddenly opened his eyes from the darkness!

The moment he opened his mouth, there was a burst of eerie laughter.

"Jie Jie Jie!"

"Little Hongjun, when you imprisoned me here, did you ever think that your direct disciple would degenerate to such a state!"

Gradually, a faint blue flame rose from the surroundings.

A figure covered in blood gradually appeared.

This person is no one else, but the demon clan Luohu who was defeated in the battle between Taoism and demons!
Luo Hu's physical body collapsed back then, but his soul seemed to evaporate, disappearing into the prehistoric world without a trace.

Unexpectedly, his broken soul was suppressed at the foot of Mount Sumeru.

Surrounding Rahu was a pool of blood exuding a strong bloody smell, and all the blood flowed down from one of them.

"Forget it, since your direct disciple is in such pain, I will kindly help him!"

Luo Hu shouted loudly in the depths of the blood pool, a cloud of black mist split out of his soul, and a ray of original aura was wrapped in the black mist.

Then that ray of original breath broke through the surrounding seals directly, and went straight to Mount Sumeru.

Rumble.

At the top of Mount Sumeru, I don't know if it's because the methods of receiving and guiding are too cruel, there are always thunder clouds accumulating in the sky these years.

Jieyin has never had the time to reshape a new physical body, because once the killing power entangled in him gives up resistance, it will bring him a real life-and-death crisis.

Suddenly a cloud of black mist rose from the foot of Mount Sumeru.

Jieyin, whose eyes were full of scarlet, suddenly raised his head, looking at the black mist exuding a strong bloody smell in his sight, a trace of doubt appeared.

When he realized the origin of the black mist, a trace of clarity instantly appeared in his blood-colored pupils.

"How could it be him?"

Gradually, the frantic reception calmed down, and an unbelievable expression soon occupied the eyes.

Not long after, the receiving look looked down Mount Sumeru.

Although his physical body collapsed, the power of his soul was still strong. After passing through a powerful blocking force, he saw a pool of blood.

Imprisoned in the depths of the blood pool is the generation of Demon Ancestor Luohu.

In an instant, Luo Hu also raised his head from his coma, and the eyes of the two seemed to be looking at each other!
Immediately afterwards, a strange smile appeared on Luo Hu's face, and the tongue kept licking blood on the gloomy face.

Jieyin quickly withdrew his mind, how could he not guess the real purpose of the other party with his wisdom.

He originally planned to destroy the black mist in front of him directly.

But when he thought of being trapped here and enduring decades of torment, his eyes quickly turned dark.

After a few breaths, I saw Jieyin waved his big hand, and the cloud of black mist came straight to Jieyin on the spot.

The moment they came into contact with the Spirit of Guiding, the two were completely fused together.

As he approached Jieying, a monstrous black mist emanated from his whole body, covering his whole body, and bursts of weird roars came from within the black mist.

After this scene was born, it has been maintained on Mount Sumeru for nearly a thousand years!
One day after a thousand years.

The black mist dissipated quietly, and what reappeared on the top of Mount Sumeru was the guide in black Taoist robes.

At this moment, he has re-condensed his physical body, and the aura he exudes seems to be stronger than that in his heyday.

However, there was a black mark on the center of Jieyin's eyebrows.

Even if bystanders only need to take a look at the black mark, they will be quickly swallowed by a breathtaking and terrifying force.

"From then on, I am a Buddha and a demon."

A faint voice came out from the receiving mouth.

He seemed to be speaking to other people, and his gaze inadvertently glanced at the foot of Mount Sumeru.

There was a burst of bloody laughter from the depths of the blood pool.

"Yes, what a prehistoric Buddha and demon!"

"I hope you will not disappoint this seat's expectations of you!"