Before this, Sumeru had been acting in a submissive manner. After stopping its rotation, except for the indigo crystal particles that remained active, its body remained absolutely silent.
It's like a real dead thing.
Even under the penetration and continuous scanning of the red light of the blood-colored killing field, it is absolutely dead silent, unlike a living thing.
However, when Saint Master Wuyin finished speaking, a powerful wave of mental power burst out from inside and out of Sumeru.
There was no verbal response, just an extremely powerful wave of mental power directly swept across the space where the Saint Lord Wuyin was.
This extremely powerful mental fluctuation contains countless strong emotions.
Repression, violence, release, liberation, success, contempt... Although there is no verbal communication, these strong emotions are like clear signals, instantly allowing the Saint Master Wuyuan to understand.
Higher lives never bother to communicate and talk with lower lives, just like a normal person who will not let a pig understand what he is going to do.
The brain in Sumeru believes that it is a higher life, but the Saint Lord and all other practitioners are just a lower life.
So it feels that there is no need to explain, and it feels that the Saint of Wuyuan cannot understand what it wants and what it wants to do.
"You are just a product of human creation, how can you feel that you are a high-level life above the human race?" However, its emotions made Saint Wuyin laugh.
"You can be considered a super brain. Your brain is too stressed, and your mental fluctuations are enough to break your brain. Xumer's unique ability to absorb energy can absorb excess energy and prevent your brain from changing directly
It makes a paste, so it is indeed a good design to regard Sumeru as the body."
He looked at Sumeru and smiled, "But you should subconsciously understand that this is just a helpless expedient measure, just like a farmer putting it into the cellar to keep it fresh in order to prevent the sweet potato from rotting, so your negative side is
There are many emotions, and you also think that Sumeru is also an inseparable cage for you. Now with the help of the power of us and the giant Kun, Sumeru finally has only a thin shell left, you think you can already
Get rid of its shackles and let your mental power escape freely, but at the same time, have you ever thought that you are more fragile than ever, and you can only use your spiritual power like walking on thin ice."
Sumeru had no movement, but the emotional fluctuations it emitted made the entire thirteen central continents feel its deep contempt.
In response to the words of the Saint Lord Wuyuan, the mental power overflowing on the surface of Sumeru has completely condensed into substance and turned into countless tentacles.
It despised the Saint Lord Wuyin, and felt that the Saint Lord Wuyin would feel the endless air force when he saw its mental performance. However, what it did not expect was that the Saint Lord Wuyin smiled and said, "You want to be with
I said, you can disperse and release your mental power. Although you cannot use your brain, you can control the brains of countless people and let their brains think for you. If you want to control the human race like slaves, you will make them become you.
And living, the walking dead thinking for you, but you really think
Can you do it? Why are you so stubborn? Why do you just think that you are a higher creature, but don’t think that the moment you are created, you are a natural contradiction, just a tool to be used by others? If all consciousness
It's all someone who deliberately makes you form, you never form your own consciousness, you just follow the path designed by others to the end, you are still just a tool, not even life, let alone advanced, you are completely
No one found himself.”
All monks from the entire Central God Continent and the Thirteen Central Continents felt angry and violent.
That kind of contempt turned into anger and violence in an instant.
An extremely pure spiritual power was like a tentacle made of crystals that stretched out from the surface of Sumeru and fell towards the Saint Wuyin.
Looking at this scene, Wang Li, Lu Shenliang and others' breathing suddenly became heavy.
Although they did not have much understanding of the Saint Lord Wuyuan, they had a deep understanding of the knowledge system of the old era. This conflict between spiritual and mental power had nothing to do with cultivation.
Such powerful spiritual power cannot be compared even by the emperor who is in full swing. In a sense, if Sumeru cannot be destroyed with one blow now, and if the root of the giant brain cannot be damaged, then such spiritual power will be invincible.
Because they could not see the Saint of Wuyin in the Ancient Sect of the Foxia, they did not know how the Saint of Wuyin would respond. They did not know that Saint of Wuyin looked at this pure and pure
The power of his mind fell on himself, and he did nothing.
He just watched the spiritual power rush into his body.
The violent and angry emotions between heaven and earth suddenly intensified.
Sumeru did not expect that Saint Master Wuyin would dare to fight with him on a spiritual level.
In its opinion, the action of the Saint Wuyuan is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg.
Even though the opponent's behavior seemed to be seeking death in its opinion, it still made it angry and felt that it was simply humiliated.
More crystal-clear tentacles appeared on its surface.
More crystal tentacles fell on the body of the Saint Lord Wuyin, and the substantial spiritual power continued to pour into the brain of the Saint Lord Wuyin.
It is certain that the head of the Saint Lord Wuyin will explode like it is like many failed experimental subjects in his impression.
This is indeed the case.
As it expected, with a bang, the entire head of the Saint Wuyin exploded.
The moment his head exploded, his entire body was torn into pieces by powerful forces.
However, what it did not expect was that at this moment, countless ants that had always gathered at the feet of the Saint Master Wuyin suddenly dispersed and flew in all directions.
They are like countless black lines, each pulling a trace of pure spiritual power.
The violence and anger filled the world suddenly turned into surprise and confusion, and in the next moment, it turned into shock and fear!
Countless black lines firmly entangled with its spiritual power and flew towards all directions.
At this moment, it only felt like it had become a cocoon.
These black ants, pulling the thread of the cocoon, want to strip the cocoon naked!
It feels that its spiritual power will be exhausted. Logically, it can control its spiritual power. However, the power of each ant is extremely terrifying, just like countless tiny spaces collapse behind them.
Just fly forward, the collapsed space behind him will naturally suck its spiritual power.
There was a bang and a loud bang.
Sumeru collapsed into the inside.
Countless fragments squeezed into the center, and countless brains burst out, like a huge egg being crushed in an instant.
The disordered mental power turned into a glowing vortex, but in the next moment, the glowing vortex was carried into countless crystal light by countless ants, and then shattered.
The entire Central Shenzhou, the thirteen Central Continents, and even the entire cultivation world, crystal rain began to drift in the sky.