Honghuang: My clone Buzhou Mountain

On the boundless sea, Tianyuan looked at the roaring Qiong under him and punched him in the head again.

"You fool, if you don't listen, I'll smash your head!"

With a thud, Qiong's head shook, and a trace of fear was revealed in his crazy eyes.

Thousand years, a thousand years of running wildly in the East China Sea.

For the first five hundred years, he sat firmly on Qiong's back, allowing the other party to bite and attack, and never fought back.

Originally thought that absolute power could make this guy surrender, but Qiong had no intention of surrendering at all.

Tianyuan also tried to communicate with the other party's will, but the feedback was only madness and killing. He had no choice but to raise his fist and hit the other party's head.

After five hundred years of hammering, this fierce guy finally had a trace of fear.

No wonder he was born a divine beast, but was killed by Nuwa and Fuxi in the end.

It was probably because it absorbed too much evil spirit at the beginning of the world, and became a tool for killing.

Looking at the shaking body under him, Tianyuan punched twice: "Why don't you go to Penglai Island!"

After a thousand years of living with this guy, Tianyuan felt that he had become much more irritable.

"Woo woo woo!" A low whimper came, and the Qiong lowered his head and plunged into the sea.

Seeing that the other party was finally somewhat obedient, Tianyuan was also slightly happy.

This is the ancestor of zombies, and it can also be said to be the first batch of divine beasts in the world, with the same status as the innate sacredness of the Three Pure Ones.

Tianyuan was very satisfied that he could be subdued in a thousand years.

The biggest gain of this trip was the divine beast Qiong under him. As for whether there was any accident on Penglai Island, he didn't care much.

Qiong traveled across the East China Sea, and it was obvious that he knew the location of Penglai Island very well. It didn't take long to see several huge islands floating on the sea.

"The Penglai Fairy Island was shattered, no wonder the earth veins escaped!" Tianyuan sighed in his heart as he looked at the scene in front of him.

Earlier, he was a little confused. How could the death of the mere Dong Wanggong cause the earth veins to vibrate?

But if the fairy island was destroyed, it would be different.

Tianyuan's divine sense was sent out on any island he landed on. It was deserted and there were no powerful creatures.

Almost all of them were sea creatures playing and having fun on the island.

After simply exploring a few islands, Tianyuan lost interest.

Although the Penglai Fairy Island was great, it was not a little worse than Mount Buzhou. Moreover, it had been plundered now, and there was nothing to look at.

"Let's go! Go back to Mount Buzhou!" Tianyuan patted his pet and ordered softly.

It was worth the trip to get such a pet.

After whimpering twice, the Qilin jumped up and headed straight for the prehistoric land, but his eyes looked at the vast East China Sea with greed.

It likes to eat dragons, so it stayed in the East China Sea. If it goes to Buzhou Mountain, it will have no chance in the future.

Seeing the other party's hidden eyes, Tianyuan flashed a smile on his face.

It seems that the beatings of five hundred years have left an indelible impression on this guy.

Having dealt with the witches for so many years, he is very experienced in dealing with these reckless men.

In the entire prehistoric world, the only ones who have the chance to subdue the Qiong are him and the ancestor witches.

Tianyuan and the beast just left, and figures appeared on the sea in the distance.

They looked at the departing beast Qiong, and their brows were full of joy.

"Ancestor, who is that person, who can even subdue the fierce beast Qiong?" A young man asked loudly, with a flash of fear in his eyes.

The dragons once dominated the prehistoric world with their strong bodies, but in front of the Qiong, they had no advantage.

In the past, the dragon clan was strong, and this fierce beast, the Qiong, was just taking advantage of the situation, making sneak attacks and killing some of the younger generations of the dragon clan.

But after the first catastrophe of the Dragon Han Dynasty, the East China Sea became the opponent's hunting ground, and the dragon clan was sometimes hunted in the East China Sea.

Facing the powerful Qiong, the dragon clan had no way to deal with it, and the weak dragon clan could only hide in the Dragon Palace.

Now that Qiong has been subdued, their dragon clan is much safer in the East China Sea.

The old dragon looked at the figure gradually disappearing in the sky and said to himself: "The great catastrophe of the prehistoric land is about to begin. All the clan members should return to the Dragon Palace for meditation and should not walk around."

The catastrophe, it is because of the catastrophe that the dragon clan has become so lonely.

Now the world is rising again. Don't get involved.

First there was Di Jun and Tai Yi, and now there are such powerful creatures. The prehistoric land is becoming more and more dangerous.

After speaking, without waiting for everyone to reply, he rolled up his big hand, and the waves surged, carrying a group of figures to escape to the deep sea.

The beast is very good in the water, and its flying speed in the air is also not bad.

After hundreds of years, the Buzhou Mountain shrouded in clouds and mist has appeared in sight.

However, under the Buzhou Mountain, the blood-colored mist covers a large area, even covering the sky.

"What are those guys from the ancestor witch doing?" Tianyuan frowned as he looked at the increasingly dense blood evil.

He had gone to investigate earlier, but the shrouded formation was quite powerful. Now that he has broken into the Hunyuan Jinxian, he can go to investigate again.

Glancing at the densely packed stone pillars below, Tianyuan did not mean to stop.

Because of the lack of Pangu's heart, the witch clan has been managing this area for many years.

Now, rows of stone pillars stand outside the continuous tribe, encircling the entire tribe.

Those stone pillars are connected to each other, and there are mysterious array patterns flashing, and the non-witch clan has to pass through.

If you want to enter the witch tribe, the only way is to go to the valley under the Buzhou Mountain, where the Pangu Temple is located.

Feeling the thick bloody aura in the air ahead, the beast beneath him let out a series of low roars.

Tian Yuan patted the other party lightly and quickly rushed towards Buzhou Mountain.

It wasn't long before the familiar valley was in front of him, filled with thick blood mist.

"It's much thicker!" Tianyuan whispered, puzzled.

Last time, the shadow of Pangu Temple was vaguely visible, but now Tianyuan can't see anything.

The greatest reliance of the Ancestral Witch is the blood pool in Pangu Temple, but Pangu's heart has been taken away by him, what else can the witch clan rely on?

The valley entrance was quiet, and Tianyuan didn't feel any fluctuations in the breath.

At Tianyuan's signal, Hou Fei rushed forward and swallowed the blood mist in the air.

Tianyuan hurriedly patted the other party gently, so as not to attract the attention of the Ancestral Witch.

With a hissing sound, Hou was unwilling in his heart, but he still obeyed Tianyuan's order and stopped the action of his mouth.

One man and one beast stepped into the blood mist, and walked a hundred feet away. The surroundings became clearer, and the shadow of Pangu Temple was vaguely visible in the left front.

Tianyuan ignored it and continued to walk forward, where many witch clans lived.

Tian Yuan originally thought that the formation covering the tribe isolated everything, but he didn't expect that it was also quiet when he entered.

There was no figure of the Wu clan, and no movement could be heard.

Tian Yuan's face was gloomy, and his doubts were even more serious. Only the Huo under him became a little irritable.

If Tian Yuan hadn't suppressed it, it would have roared to the sky and screamed loudly.

As he went deeper, Tian Yuan finally saw a figure appearing in the blood mist in the distance.

The Wu clan sat cross-legged on the ground, all of them closed their eyes and meditated, without making a single sound.

Feeling the energy constantly leaking in the air, Tian Yuan raised his head slightly, and his eyes shrank in an instant.

Corpse!

A huge corpse floated above the tribe, emitting a thick bloody aura.

The corpse was incomplete and could no longer be seen in its original appearance, but it exuded an ancient and vast aura.

Just a glance, but a crazy and violent aura came to his face, and his soul couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"This" Tian Yuan exclaimed in a low voice, with confusion in his eyes.

The corpse was already broken beyond recognition, but Tian Yuan could still see that it was huge when it was alive, probably tens of millions of feet.

In the prehistoric world, how could there be such a huge creature?

"Roar!"

The j under him also found the corpse in the air, and with a low roar, he flew straight up.

Before Tian Yuan had time to get angry, he stared into the distance with wide eyes.

There were several huge wreckages above the sky, they were also seriously damaged, but they all exuded an ancient breath.

And under the corpses, all the witches were practicing densely.

They were shrouded in blood mist, and weak fluctuations came from time to time.

Chaos Demon God! This is the remains of the three thousand Chaos Demon Gods!

Tian Yuan was shocked, and there was a little bit of disbelief in his eyes. In recent years, the witches have actually relied on the corpses of the Chaos Demon Gods to practice.

But where did the ancestor witch get the remains of the three thousand Chaos Demon Gods?

Pangu opened the sky, killed three thousand Chaos Demon Gods, and then threw their bodies into the prehistoric world to nourish this world.

The ancestor witches were weak and only cared about their bodies, so how could they find the bodies of these Chaos Demon Gods?

Instantly, a figure flashed in Tianyuan's mind, Hongjun of Zixiao Palace.

The twelve ancestor witches were incomplete, and because of the loss of Pangu's heart, in order to balance the power of the witch clan and the demon court, the witch clan was given this opportunity.

"How many good things did this guy collect from the prehistoric world?" Tianyuan looked angry at the huge bodies.

He obviously couldn't use them, but he wanted to put them all in his pocket. Hongjun has really been preventing the prehistoric world from becoming stronger.

The matter of the earth veins must have been inseparable from that figure.

The Qilin who escaped to the sky had already opened his mouth to swallow the huge corpse in front of him.

The corpse of the Chaos Demon God is like a great tonic for them, who practice physical life.

Tianyuan was not interested, and looked towards the direction of Pangu Temple.

With a swish, Dijiang appeared in front of him, exuding a fierce aura.

Hunyuan Jinxian! After not seeing each other for a while, the other party has indeed entered this realm.

"Tianyuan!" Gnashing his teeth and shouting, Dijiang's huge body did not reduce at all, and rushed towards Tianyuan fiercely.

He felt the fluctuations of Tianyuan, which undoubtedly made Dijiang even more angry. The other party had broken through again.

This abominable stone man, can have today's Taoism, all thanks to his people's dredging and purification of the earth veins.

Glancing at the Qiong who dragged the corpse of the Chaos Demon God in the air and ran away, Tianyuan fiercely greeted him.

Boom!

The two bodies collided with each other, piercing the thick blood mist and crushing a large area of ​​​​the void.

Having just broken into Hunyuan Jinxian, Tianyuan also wanted to test his own strength.

Without too many words, a dazzling white light emerged around him.

Amidst the rumbling sound, two huge bodies began to fight in the void.

In the blood mist that broke below, the Qilin flew out dragging half of its body, followed by the furious Zhurong.