Prehistoric: Opening Awakening Hongmeng Painting Saint System

"Your Excellency, do you really want to fight to the death with the poor?"

Jie Yin looked directly at the soft woman in front of him, his eyes were full of fear.

Hearing this, Nuwa smiled slightly.

"If you let you just kill Junior Sister Houtu, Master will be unhappy."

As Nu Wa is a quasi-sage peak powerhouse, the heavy responsibility of stopping and guiding the Taoist naturally fell on her head.

As soon as Jieyin heard the word "master" in Nuwa's mouth, he instantly remembered the existence on the top of Buzhou Mountain, and the look of fear in his eyes became more and more solemn.

"Where did this person come from? How could he recruit such a large number of strong men as disciples?"

For a moment, Jieyin hesitated in his heart.

He still clearly remembers that he and his junior brother became what they are now, thanks to the person on top of Buzhou Mountain.

After thinking for a while, Jie Yin's killing intent was overwhelming!
No matter what kind of existence is on the top of Buzhou Mountain, the matter of the Houtu involves the key to his achievement of the Primordial Lord.

Even if this matter will arouse that person's anger, he must fight it out!
The sound of the Dao Sanskrit sounded, causing the eyes to turn into pitch black, and the whole body was covered with monstrous hostility, and at the same time, the light of Buddha appeared in the sky behind him, and the prehistoric Buddha and demon appeared in front of the world for the first time.

Nuwa didn't dare to be careless, and quickly activated her own cultivation to create and condense the law of creation.

The two sides immediately fought together!
Although Jieyin is powerful and mysterious, Nuwa also has the peak quasi-sage cultivation base after all, so it is difficult to tell the winner in a short time!

At this time, the shock in the hearts of those prehistoric and desolate races gathered here is beyond words to describe.

If it wasn't for both the Yaozu and the Wuzu trying their best to avoid attacking them, they would have already fallen under the aftermath of the battle between a group of strong men.

At this time on the prehistoric land, all living beings looked up at the sky that had already turned into the boundless night, and apart from being infinitely shocked, they were more at a loss.

It was originally a heavenly marriage of the monster clan that attracted worldwide attention, but now it has become a battlefield of purgatory. They don't know what will happen when the 36 heavens collapse.

They only know that when this great war ends, Honghuang will surely usher in an unprecedented power reshuffle!
At the same time, when the whole heaven is fighting.

On the top of the mountain, a gaze is coldly watching all the fighting on the battlefield.

I saw that he was wearing a white Taoist robe, with a bun on his head, and his brows were full of heroism, and contained an extremely firm fortitude.

This person is Tongtian.

He didn't rush into the battlefield to fight immediately, because he still had to face a more powerful enemy.

Daozu Hongjun!

Almost all the powerhouses knew well that when this battle was at its final moment, Dao Zu Hongjun would definitely intervene.

After all, this battle is only just beginning, and most of the 36th Heaven has already collapsed.

If things go on like this, the prehistoric world is bound to face a more tragic ending.

Suddenly, Tong Tian felt a gust of wind blowing behind him.

Tong Tian looked back and turned around, with a look of incomparable respect in his eyes.

"Disciple sees Master."

Tong Tian respectfully saluted Chu Xiao.

Chu Xiao raised his hand and released a gentle force, lifting Tongtian from the ground.

After tens of thousands of years, Chu Xiao once again saw his most outstanding disciple, and felt relieved in his heart.

"You did a great job."

After a while, Chu Xiao spoke.

Hearing the words, Tong Tian felt moved in his heart.

After many years, he finally heard words of affirmation for himself from his master.

For him, this is the biggest motivation for his own cultivation.

And the reason why he appeared on the top of Buzhou Mountain at this moment was because he wanted to see his master with his own eyes before facing that supreme being.

"Master's absurd praise, it is all thanks to Master's careful teaching that the disciples can achieve today's results."

Tongtian quickly responded.

Chu Xiao nodded, and spoke again after a while.

"How sure are you?"

He naturally knew the plan in Tongtian's mind.

Facing Hongjun head-on, even he himself is not very sure, so he is a little worried about Tongtian's approach.

"Disciple doesn't know."

Tong Tian truthfully shook his head.

He knew that he might still not be Na Hongjun's opponent, but he had to make a move no matter what.

For this battle, he has been saving for tens of thousands of years.

Chu Xiao didn't speak to stop him. After a divine thought came out, Zhulong fell from the clouds and appeared behind Tongtian.

"This prehistoric turmoil, you will follow the sky to fight against the sky."

Hearing this, Zhulong nodded silently.

Then Chu Xiao took out another scroll.

"This object is the picture of Mount Buzhou drawn by the teacher back then. If you lose in the end, it can be used as a life-saving object at the critical moment of life and death."

While speaking, Chu Xiao handed over the picture of Buzhou Mountain that he drew back then to Tong Tian.

Tong Tian took the scroll and bowed heavily to Chu Xiao again.

However, when he looked up, Chu Xiao had already disappeared.

After that, Tongtian sat cross-legged on the top of Buzhou Mountain, with Zhulong behind him closing his eyes and meditating, all of them were continuously accumulating their own aura.

Thousands of years have passed in the blink of an eye in the Lich War!
For thousands of years, billions of Lich cultivators have fallen, and a large number of powerful people have died. Even the generation of Daluo Jinxian cannot protect themselves in this war.

For both sides, this is a war from which there is no retreat.

Demon Emperor Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, Kunpeng, Houtu, Twelve Ancestral Witches and other superpowers were all red-eyed, and their minds sank into the never-ending killing several times.

Most of the 36 layers of heaven collapsed, and now only the 32 layers and above are temporarily intact, and the rest of the heavens are all annihilated in the confrontation between the strong.

Countless creatures were destroyed because of this!
Just as Kunpeng and the others were still stuck in a stalemate.

Styx chased and killed Yuanshi to the edge of the 32nd heaven, and after thousands of years of honing his own killing rules, he finally came to the end of the Great Perfection of Heaven.

As Styx raised his sword and fell, Yuanshi's body collapsed into a cloud of blood on the spot!
If there hadn't been a Pangu flag protecting Yuanshi's spirit and leaving at the critical moment of life, Yuanshi would have died at this time!

Styx, who freed his hand, looked at the other battlefields, his killing intent undiminished.

The balance of war has tilted again.

The demon emperor Jun had already lost his sobriety. When he saw Styx beheading Yuan Yuan, he knew that something was wrong, and immediately a sense of madness and determination quietly rose from his heart.

"In that case, don't live!"

In an instant, a roar containing infinite hostility came from Di Jun's mouth!