Honghuang: My clone Buzhou Mountain

Seeing that Dijiang disappeared, Tianyuan also looked up at the sky.

When he returned to Mount Buzhou, he wondered why he didn't see Hou coming back.

Of course, he was not worried, he was just puzzled.

Even if Dijiang took action, Hou, who was in the middle stage of Hunyuan Jinxian, would have to spend a lot of effort.

In the Wu tribe under Mount Buzhou, countless dense dark red array patterns emerged, covering the entire space.

While Dijiang was away, Tianyuan wondered whether he should go down for a walk.

Having captured several ancestor witches at once, Dijiang would definitely be more careful in the future. No one knew what other tricks the Wu tribe had.

With the support of the one in Zixiao Palace, it would be more difficult to capture ordinary Wu tribe or ancestor witches in the future. Now there is no chance to let go.

Who knew that just when he had this thought in his mind, he saw silver light flashing in the distance, and Dijiang's figure appeared, obviously also guarding against him.

The other party glanced at Mount Buzhou and plunged into the rolling blood mist.

Then, in Tianyuan's astonished eyes, the blood evil that enveloped the Wu tribe surged rapidly, and thunder began to wander on the towering stone pillars in the middle.

Mysterious patterns emerged one by one, forming mysterious patterns that flickered above the tribe.

Then the blood mist that covered it began to shrink, and many stone pillars appeared, revealing the internal environment of the tribe.

The red earth, everything withered, and no living creatures were seen.

The blood mist seemed to be swallowed up inexplicably, revealing a large space, and there was no Wu tribe figure.

Tianyuan frowned and turned to look at Gonggong and Houtu on the side.

Houtu shook her head and looked at Gonggong on the left. She had left the tribe for a long time and was not clear about the changes in the Wu tribe.

"I don't know either!" Gonggong also looked blank.

When he was captured by Tianyuan, the Wu tribe did not have the corpse of the Chaos Demon God.

No one spoke anymore, but just looked at the direction of the tribe.

The blood mist shrank faster and faster, and mountains, rivers and lakes appeared one after another.

Because of the influence of the blood of the Chaos Demon God, almost all of the land was barren, and the few remaining flowers, plants and trees were also bright red, looking weird.

"Ah!" Seeing the scene in the distance, Hou Tu couldn't help but sigh softly.

The Wu clan claimed to be the authentic Pangu, but they were so rampant in the prehistoric land. Hou Tu felt helpless.

Gonggong and Kuafu were also solemn and a little disappointed.

In any case, Dijiang and others belonged to the Wu clan, and they were originally one.

But now, these ancestor witches have embarked on a completely opposite path for their own desires.

Originally, because of the fierce battle with the ancestor witches, Kuafu and other great witches were in a turbulent mood, and they also secretly made up their minds to treat the tasks assigned by Senior Tianyuan with caution in the future.

This is not only to repay Tianyuan, but also to save the former tribesmen.

They are the children of the Father God, the only authentic Pangu in the prehistoric world, and it is their mission to benefit the prehistoric world.

In just a short while, most of the former Wu tribe's tribe has been exposed.

There are still no living creatures, and there is still no trace of the Wu tribe.

Tianyuan frowned slightly. He had just asked Huluwa and Fuxi. Although many Wu people were captured, the area covered was not so large.

Not only did the Wu tribe disappear in the distance, but the corpse of the Chaos Demon God floating in the air also disappeared.

"All of them were absorbed by the temple." Gonggong, who was waiting at the side, spoke softly.

He could feel that the rapidly shrinking blood evil spirits all rushed towards the direction of Pangu Temple.

Tianyuan did not say anything. He also saw that he immediately had a very bad feeling in his heart.

He had been to Pangu Temple and knew that there was another space in the blood pool. If all the Wu tribe retreated to the blood pool, it would be troublesome in the future.

Houtu and others at the side also thought of this possibility, and their expressions were a little depressed.

Time passed slowly, and pieces of red soil were exposed, but there was still no trace of the Wu tribe.

When all the bloody evil spirits retreated to the valley of Pangu Temple, no one of the witches was seen.

The blood mist that had occupied the eastern land under Mount Buzhou for hundreds of thousands of years disappeared, leaving only the huge stone pillars standing alone.

"Brother, it will be troublesome in the future." Hou Tu looked at the blood mist dissipating in the valley in the distance, frowning deeply.

Because of Tian Yuan's strength, or the power of Mount Buzhou, Di Jiang brought all the witches back to the blood pool.

In the future, if you want to capture the witches, you have to face Di Jiang and other ancestor witches directly.

"It's okay, there must be a way when you get to the mountain, and this time the harvest is not small." Tian Yuan didn't care too much.

Originally, he thought it would be perfect to capture one or two ancestor witches. He didn't want to exceed the task, so he also captured the ancestor witch of time, Zhu Jiuyin.

The law of time is undoubtedly a powerful law and difficult to practice, but it is much easier in Mount Buzhou.

And with the help of the body of Mount Buzhou, he can also master it quickly.

Even if he faced the Ancestral Witch Emperor Jiang and others, Tian Yuan had no fear at all. His only worry was that Emperor Jiang and others would go too far and could not turn back.

The battle between the demons was a whole kalpa away from the witches and demons, and Tian Yuan did not know how many calculations and arrangements Hong Jun had made.

After all, compared with the one in Zixiao Palace, the Ancestral Witch Emperor Jiang was really nothing.

If he could not even deal with the witch clan, how could he benefit the prehistoric world.

After saying this, Tian Yuan looked at the distant sky.

There was a figure slowly approaching, and it was Nuwa who had not seen each other for a long time.

After scanning the other party's realm, Tian Yuan's eyes lit up slightly, and Fuxi's exclamation sounded beside him.

"Little sister!"

Fuxi shouted loudly and rushed out.

Earlier, because of the matter of the demon court, the two had been at odds for a long time. Now they haven't seen each other for hundreds of thousands of years, and Fuxi misses him very much.

Since they transformed, they haven't been separated for such a long time.

"Brother!" Nuwa, who flew over, also looked happy.

Not only was she happy to see Fuxi, but more importantly, Fuxi appeared on Mount Buzhou, which meant that Tianyuan recognized him.

And this also meant that Fuxi had completely cut off the idea of ​​the demon court, which made Nuwa excited.

Nuwa nodded, flashed past Fuxi, and saluted Tianyuan respectfully: "Thank you, brother!"

It's all thanks to Tianyuan. If it weren't for him, brother would never have been able to break off with the demon court.

Fuxi, who was suspended in the air, touched his nose and followed Nuwa's steps with a depressed look.

"Congratulations to fellow Taoist for entering the ranks of Hunyuan!" Tianyuan smiled slightly, with surprise in his eyes.

Hundreds of thousands of years later, Nuwa also entered the middle stage of Hunyuan Jinxian, which was a bit beyond his expectation.

Nuwa was not very happy when she heard this, and replied helplessly: "It's just that my Tao has not yet been understood."

Leaving the consciousness space of Buzhou Mountain is to find her own Tao.

Although she has gained a lot of insights in the prehistoric land in recent years, there is still no sign of the Tao that Tianyuan said.

"Deliberate pursuit may not achieve anything, and a relaxed mentality may lead to some insights in a flash of inspiration." Tianyuan replied softly.

Of course, he hopes that Nuwa will break through quickly, so that he can capture the two tribes of witches and liches.

But Tianyuan did not dare to give too many hints, after all, the most important thing about such things is the process of understanding.

Nuwa was stunned, and a trace of relief flashed across her eyes. "Brother Dao is right, it is Nuwa who is persistent."

Ever since she first saw the Nine Heavens Xirang in Buzhou Mountain, she has been obsessed with her Tao.

The laws of creation have made a lot of progress in recent years, but there is still no progress in the Tao of the three ways of heaven, earth and man.

"Congratulations, sister Nuwa!" Houtu next to her stepped forward to congratulate.

Nuwa met her eyes, glanced at Houtu's realm, and said happily: "Sister Houtu, congratulations, congratulations!"

As Nuwa said this, she nodded slightly to Gonggong and the others next to her.

Nuwa looked indifferent, but Gonggong's expression was slightly different, but he still nodded in response, and the same was true for Kuafu and the others next to him.

"By the way, brother, I have a small gift for you." Nuwa seemed to have thought of something, and she took out the map of mountains, rivers, and states.

The unfolded scroll shook lightly in the air, and a huge figure with a human face, a tiger body, covered with golden scales, and wings on his shoulders rolled out.

"Rushou!" Several exclamations sounded, and Houtu and the others all looked happy.

Dijiang noticed that Rushou disappeared, and Houtu and the others also found it, but they didn't see Hou coming back for so long, and they didn't know the situation, and they didn't expect to be caught by Nuwa.

Together with Zhu Jiuyin, Ju Mang, Tian Wu, and Xi Zi who had already been captured, they captured five ancestor witches this time, which was a rich harvest.

Facing the surprised eyes of the crowd, Nuwa smiled and said: "I don't have this strength, and I have to thank my brother's friends!"

Without the help of the fierce beast, the Mountain and River Society Map could not trap Rushou, let alone capture him.

Nuwa did not say it clearly, but everyone in the field knew that she was talking about Hou.

Tianyuan was helpless about the fierce beast. He originally planned to let it contain an ancestor witch.

Unexpectedly, this guy fled to the corpse of the Chaos Demon God in the first time, but fortunately he finally completed the task.

Rushou has been captured, and Hou is likely to hide in a corner to eat the corpse.

With a broken corpse of the Chaos Demon God, it will not take long for Hou's strength to increase again.

"I have to thank you, fellow Taoist, otherwise the Qiong alone could not catch a single ancestor witch!" Tian Yuan put away Ruo Shou with a smile on his face.

Of the twelve ancestor witches, only five remain in the Pangu Temple, and there are not as many as he has captured.

I am afraid that the witch-demon calamity will not be fought.

Without the calamity, no living creatures will die. These are all permanent labor forces, and Tian Yuan cares a lot.

As for whether the power of Mount Buzhou will reveal anything, Tian Yuan does not care much.

The appearance of the corpse of the Chaos Demon God means that the one in the Zixiao Palace has already known it, and even Hongjun knows it, so there is no need to care about the innate sacred.

After dredging a main vein, many witch tribes will not be able to resist the power of Mount Buzhou, and he will only be stronger next time.

What needs to be considered now is to dredge more veins as soon as possible and capture more living creatures.

"This trip is very fulfilling, let's go back to the consciousness space of Mount Buzhou!" Tian Yuan retracted his gaze and looked at Hou Tu and his group beside him.

Hou Tu and Nu Wa nodded in agreement. Gong Gong, Fu Xi and the other great witches were somewhat reluctant but did not say anything.

A faint will rose up and enveloped the few people in an instant.

"Brother Dao! Brother Tian Yuan"