Honghuang: My clone Buzhou Mountain

Hou Tu turned around and looked at Tian Yuan beside him: "Brother Tian Yuan, I have to rely on you for the brothers' affairs."

Although he was angry and annoyed at the brothers' stubbornness, Hou Tu still cared about their safety.

Not only the ten witch ancestors, but also a large number of clansmen.

The heart of the Father God is now hanging on the top of Buzhou Mountain. If one witch falls, there will be one less.

Tian Yuan nodded and said softly: "It is necessary to clear and purify the earth veins as much as possible to enhance the power of Buzhou Mountain and end the catastrophe as soon as possible."

Although he has regarded Hou Tu as his own, Tian Yuan still did not tell the other party about the Buzhou Mountain clone.

This is his biggest secret, and it is impossible to tell anyone in the future.

In the entire prehistoric world, only Calabash Brothers vaguely know something, but Tian Yuan has already explained it to the other party seriously.

What he said was a bit vague. After seeing Hou Tu's current situation, he should understand the meaning of Tian Yuan's words.

As the master of the underground tunnel, she is very clear about the situation of the underground veins in the prehistoric world.

"Brother Dao, rest assured, I will take care of the underground veins. I will urge the tribesmen to clear and purify all the underground veins as soon as possible." Hou Tu clasped his hands and responded solemnly.

Sorting out the underground veins is the mission of the Wu clan. It benefits the prehistoric world and can also improve their own strength. Why not do it?

For the brothers who are still stubborn, she also has to spur these Wu clans.

As for the relationship between Tianyuan and Buzhou Mountain, she guessed a little, but Hou Tu did not ask.

Tianyuan naturally believed Hou Tu's guarantee. After a brief exchange, Tianyuan withdrew from the consciousness space.

The underground veins need to be cleared, and the practice of the law cannot be left behind.

Before Buzhou Mountain can be completely moved, his own combat power is the first priority.

In a familiar position, Tianyuan glanced at the Wu tribe below him, and white light appeared repeatedly around him.

In the surging chaos, the earth, wind, water, and fire were gushing out, and the chaos thunder was raging. Even the Golden Immortals had to move forward carefully.

In the deepest part of the chaos, a towering palace was rising and falling, exuding a mysterious atmosphere, as if it had existed since ancient times.

It was the Hongjun Daochang - Zixiao Palace!

In the endless gray chaos, a group of rosy clouds passed by and landed in front of the palace door, revealing the figures of Di Jun, Tai Yi and others.

After glancing at the chaos behind them, the four of them did not hesitate and strode into the palace.

In the empty palace, there were only three figures sitting on the cushions in the front, and they were the Three Pure Ones.

Seeing that Nuwa and Fuxi had not arrived yet, Di Jun and the other four stood aside and closed their eyes to rest.

Outside the palace door, figures came one after another. As the number of people continued to increase, the palace still looked extremely empty.

Finally, Di Jun and Tai Yi, who had closed their eyes, opened their eyes, and a figure slowly approached from a distance, and it was Nuwa.

The two looked behind him and frowned immediately, but they didn't see Fuxi.

Di Jun and Tai Yi looked at each other, with doubts between their brows.

Looking at Nuwa sitting on the futon, the two demon kings didn't say anything, but their faces were very bad.

The three lectures of Zixiao Palace are the most important. In addition to killing the three corpses, there is also the key to becoming a saint. How could Fuxi be absent?

No matter what Nuwa chooses, Fuxi is the Xihuang of the demon court, and they must ask about it.

Di Jun, with a gloomy face, looked outside the Zixiao Palace.

In addition to Fuxi, he was also waiting for another figure, the demon master Kunpeng.

This guy's speed is well-known in the prehistoric world, and it doesn't make sense for him not to show up so late.

When the time was up and the gate of Zixiao Palace was about to close, three figures squeezed in in a panic. They were Jie Yin, Zhunti, and the demon master Kunpeng.

"Huh! Fortunately, I caught up!"

Zhunti exhaled heavily, and his eyes glanced strangely at the closed palace door behind him.

"Junior brother! Hurry up and take a seat!" Jie Yin called out, and he was already sitting on the fifth cushion.

The demon master Kunpeng who entered the Zixiao Palace stood at the door of the palace, seemingly deliberately avoiding Di Jun and Tai Yi.

At this moment, outside the Zixiao Palace, a figure hurriedly came from the chaos. When he saw that the door of the Zixiao Palace was closed, he immediately cried out in pain and stamped his feet.

On Mount Buzhou, Tian Yuan, who was in meditation, opened his eyes and looked at the rumbling Tianzhu above his head, with a smile on his face.

Since the task of dredging the earth veins was fully handed over to Hou Tu, the speed of dredging the branch veins has been much faster.

In just a thousand years, ten branch veins have been purified again.

Tian Yuan naturally knew Hou Tu's method, which was to gather many witch tribes into one branch vein and dredge and purify them one by one.

Tian Yuan had thought of this method, but if there were any missed strange stones, a large number of witch tribes would still need to search for them in the end, which would also drag down the efficiency.

But Hou Tu is different. She seems to be able to easily find the strange stones missed in the earth veins. This is probably the abnormal sensitivity of the ancestor witch to the miscellaneous stones.

Such a discovery undoubtedly strengthened Tian Yuan's decision.

All the work on the earth veins in the future should be handed over to Hou Tu.

"It seems that it won't take long to completely purify the 108 branches." Tian Yuan whispered softly, with expectation in his eyes.

After all the branches are unblocked, he will surely break into the Hunyuan Jinxian.

Feeling the increasingly turbulent laws pouring down from under him, Tian Yuan calmed down and concentrated on meditation.

In the Pangu Temple under Mount Buzhou, blood was surging. Thick blood mist filled the entire temple and spread towards the valley.

Pairs of red eyes flashed, and there was a violent breath surging.

The power repeatedly transmitted by the Tianzhu made the ancestor witches more irritable.

Every time Buzhou Mountain's power surges, it means that Tianyuan's strength has been enhanced. This makes them anxious.

Xuan Ming's deep voice sounded: "Brother! We can't sit still anymore!"

Tianyuan had captured so many witch clansmen, and Houtu was helping them. Without the heart of God Father in the blood pool, their cultivation could not compare with Tianyuan no matter how hard they practiced.

If it continues like this, they may all be captured by Tian Yuan.

Seeing that Di Jiang didn't respond, Zhu Rong shouted in a deep voice. "Brother!"

Tianyuan had taken away so many of their ancestral witches, and even if he knocked down Mount Buzhou, he still couldn't help the other side.

There was still no response in the blood mist. Just when several people were shocked and confused, the void suddenly shook slightly.

Before Xuan Ming and others could take a closer look, a powerful force rose up, accompanied by rich blood essence.

Pure and pure, it surged out with violent power, filling the entire Pangu Temple, and flowing towards the blood pool.

"What kind of blood power is this?" Xuan Ming exclaimed, his eyes full of shock.

The power of this bloodline is much inferior to that of the Father God, but it still belongs to the Chaos Demon God.

Zhu Rong and the others beside them all swallowed heavily, secretly shocked in their hearts.

Di Jiang's stalwart body walked out of the void. "This is the creation of our Wu Clan. The Wu Clan is the only Pangu Sect in the ancient world!"

The indifferent words were accompanied by a wave of waves far higher than Daluo Jinxian's.

"Brother! You have made a breakthrough!"

"Brother! Have you entered the Hunyuan Golden Immortal?"

There were exclamations one after another, and Xuan Ming and the others rushed up, their eyes full of excitement.

They are the Pangu sect, and they also practice the laws of God the Father. After Da Luo, they are the Hunyuan Golden Immortals.

Now, the eldest brother has finally taken that step!

The Wu clan still has a future, and they still have a chance to take back everything that belongs to them.

Di Jiang, who was covered in blood red, shouted excitedly: "Not bad! You should seize the time to absorb it and break into the Hunyuan Golden Immortal as soon as possible. You will definitely make that stone man look good!"

Seeing the continuous flow of essence and blood behind Di Jiang, Zhu Rong and others were excited and quickly calmed down and meditated.

Strength, strength, only strong strength can crush the stone man in Buzhou Mountain.

Xuan Ming looked behind Di Jiang and could vaguely see huge broken bodies.

They were lined up in the void, all dilapidated, but without exception, they all exuded a simple and vast atmosphere.

After taking a closer look, the figures slowly faded away, and only the rich energy and blood emerged.

Xuan Ming just pondered for a while and then got lost in the power that hit him.

Opening her mouth to swallow, surging energy and blood surged through her body, and the strength of her physical body increased rapidly.