Honghuang: My clone Buzhou Mountain

Above the sky, three figures stood proudly, with surprise between their brows.

"Brother, how can this stone man grow so fast!" Tongtian looked at the battle circle in the distance with an incredible look on his face.

Buzhou Mountain shook, and Kunlun Mountain's power increased greatly. The happy Sanqing immediately closed their doors to practice. Who knew that before a while, there were rolling waves between heaven and earth.

The powerful momentum that emanated made the Sanqing curious.

Although they claimed to be the authentic Pangu, they had made rapid progress in the past hundreds of thousands of years, but they also wanted to see the progress of the remaining innate sacred.

Who would have thought that after escaping from Kunlun Mountain, they would see the scene in front of them.

The eldest brother only had the last three corpses combined into one, but he and Yuanshi had just killed two corpses, which was comparable to Tianyuan and Dijiang.

After all, the ancestor witch was transformed from the essence and blood of the father god, and only Dijiang was good at Taoism, but the rest were far behind.

But the Buzhou Mountain Stone Man's background is not much different from theirs, how could Tongtian not be surprised.

More importantly, this guy did not go to the three preachings of Daozu.

"Humph! Sitting on the Buzhou Mountain, he must have swallowed a lot of natural treasures." Yuanshi Tianzun still cares about the gourd vine.

In the prehistoric land, who else dares to snatch the opportunity of the three pure ones? This Buzhou Mountain Stone Man is unique, and he snatched the three brothers at once.

Laozi's eyes were shining, but he said in a deep voice: "I am curious, why this stone man caused the ancestor witches to fight among themselves."

The twelve ancestor witches shared the same hatred and had always advanced and retreated together, but now they were divided into two teams to fight among themselves.

The ancestor witches were transformed from the essence and blood of the father god, and their bodies were strong and terrifying. The three pure ones did not dare to provoke them in the past.

Without the innate treasure, who could resist their terrifying bodies.

More importantly, this guy not only opposed the witch clan, but also provoked the demon court.

In the first battle between witches and liches, this stone man took advantage of the situation and captured many witches and liches.

Now the situation in the prehistoric world is clear, and the witches and liches are dominating each other, but this stone man has offended everyone.

I am very curious about this stone man from Buzhou Mountain.

Tongtian and Yuanshi Tianzun did not speak, but there was doubt in their eyes.

The three pure ones are famous, but they rarely intervene in the prehistoric world. They have been practicing in Kunlun Mountain for many years.

If it were not for the opportunity of Buzhou Mountain gourd vine earlier, they would not know Tianyuan.

But as time passed, they felt that the stone man was not simple.

"Brother! Tianyuan has already captured several ancestor witches. I am afraid that there will be changes in the world's calamity." Tongtian looked into the distance, with a faint heat in his eyes.

If he was not afraid of being contaminated by the calamity, he would definitely have to fight.

"If you don't know the destiny, you will be trapped in the catastrophe, and you will inevitably die!" Yuanshi Tianzun snorted coldly, his expression was still arrogant.

The ancestor witch ravaged the prehistoric land, and the demon court wanted to dominate the prehistoric world, all of them were ignorant.

Yuanshi Tianzun said, looking at the sky, where a huge demon cloud was shrouded, revealing a rolling heat, which was obviously the two demon kings of the demon court.

Indistinctly, Yuanshi Tianzun felt two waves that were not weaker than his.

This sudden discovery undoubtedly made Yuanshi Tianzun quite angry.

But it was just a little bit of anger, so he didn't care.

He was one of the Three Pure Ones, holding the innate treasure Pangu Banner. Who else in the prehistoric world could catch his eye?

"Brother, I see that this stone man is walking the same way of law, and his power is indeed extraordinary." In the dazzling silver light, a strange color flashed across Tongtian's eyes.

As the direct disciples of Daozu, they naturally received extra care from their master.

They knew the way of proving the law, and they also knew the power of the way of Hunyuan, but the master clearly said that this road was blocked and there was no hope of becoming a saint, so they resolutely embarked on the way of beheading the three corpses.

Dijiang, the ancestor witch, can be said to be not simple, but what is the origin of Tianyuan, and he also knows this way of becoming a saint.

"Maybe the other party has the same opportunity!" Laozi didn't know, so he could only respond like this.

For a while, his eyes were also focused on Tianyuan.

As Tongtian said, the body of the stone man was really terrifying, comparable to the body of the ancestor witch.

The way of law, tempering the body with the law, and finally achieving the body of law, is indeed a powerful road.

Yuanshi Tianzun, who was next to him, couldn't help but snorted when he heard it: "If you don't become a saint, you will always be an ant!"

There is no way forward, no matter how powerful it is now, and his Pangu Banner is mainly for attack, Yuanshi Tianzun now doesn't have the eyes of the crowd just now.

If they didn't want to be contaminated by the catastrophe, they would have hit the stone man and ended the past karma.

The Three Pure Ones didn't say anything else, just watched quietly, but intentionally or unintentionally, several people focused on Tianyuan.

The sky was constantly filled with rosy clouds, all of which were innate sacred beings attracted by the battle fluctuations.

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked.

The breath of Dijiang in the battle circle became more and more violent. When he saw the blood evil surging in the tribe below, he was shocked.

He felt it a little, and his face was very anxious.

Because he was angry that Tianyuan captured the two ancestors of witches, he forgot about the tribe.

"Xuanming! Protect the tribe members!"

Although he had begun to try to create the witch tribe with the corpse of the Chaos Demon God, there were no weak hands in the tribe now, and these were the foundation of the witch tribe.

Crushing the void, Xuanming, who was rushing towards Tianyuan frantically, stopped and immediately looked down, and let out an angry roar.

Waves of blood surged in the tribe, and faint roars echoed.

Zhu Jiuyin in the void also woke up and fled with dazzling silver light.

Tianyuan wanted to stop him, but he saw the space in front of him shattered, and Dijiang escaped and rushed towards him madly.

Tianyuan was not too depressed looking at the crazy Dijiang.

Compared with the last meeting, these ancient witches were obviously crazier. It was beyond his expectation that they could have such a short time.

Calabash Brothers and Fuxi were both in the realm of Hunyuan Jinxian, so it was easy for them to catch some ordinary witches.

In a blink of an eye, dense array patterns emerged in the thick bloody aura below.

Two muffled groans came from the surging blood, and a large and a small figure were thrown away, which were Calabash Brothers and Fuxi.

The two had just fallen out of the witch tribe, and they plunged into the ground without any hesitation.

Xuanming, who followed closely, slammed into a ruin with his violent body, and the eastern land shook slightly.

Then, without any hesitation, he rushed towards Buzhou Mountain.

Only one figure was faster, and in the silver light, Zhu Jiuyin's blood-red eyes were full of violence.

Several brothers were captured by Tianyuan, but he didn't expect that someone would secretly capture ordinary witches in the tribe.

The stone man of Buzhou Mountain was really abominable.

Fuxi, who fled to Buzhou Mountain, glanced behind him and was immediately shocked.

The gap in realm, this Zhu Jiuyin's speed was so fast.

Zhu Jiuyin's illusory big hand grabbed Fuxi and was within reach.

The bloody aura that came to his face made Fuxi a little panicked, but he was thinking in his heart why Tianyuan didn't take action.

In the same realm, he could only fight against the ancestor witch, not to mention that the other party was in charge of the law of time.

Fuxi was about to call for help, but he didn't know that a vast power was coming from the nearby Buzhou Mountain.

After sweeping over his body, Zhu Jiuyin, who was already close to him, screamed as if he had been hit hard. His body was thrown out with a bang and fell into the void in a mess.

Xuanming, who was chasing the Calabash Brothers in another direction, was shocked and stopped immediately, and retreated madly.

Fuxi's eyes were dull, but his speed was not slow, and he landed on Mount Buzhou in an instant.

Tianyuan, who was fighting with Dijiang, had bright eyes, and a bright light flashed in an instant, and his figure disappeared in the field.

When he appeared again, he had already landed on the head of Zhu Jiuyin, who was rolling in the air.

He punched down with a punch, and the shocked and angry Zhu Jiuyin was knocked out by Tianyuan.

Tianyuan turned his hand to put away the law of time, and sent a message to Houtu and others at the same time.

He captured three ancestor witches, and the ancestor witch of time, Zhu Jiuyin, and this trip was a great success.

"Roar!" Dijiang was completely angry. Under his nose, Tianyuan captured another brother.

He opened his mouth and sucked in the air, and suddenly saw a broken corpse floating in the distant witch tribe, which was swallowed by him.

The violent bloody aura poured out fiercely, and a powerful momentum surged up.

Seeing this, Gonggong and Kuafu, who were not willing to retreat in the distance, were all shocked and hurriedly fled to Buzhou Mountain.

There were still main veins waiting to be cleared in the consciousness space of Buzhou Mountain. They didn't want to be captured by Emperor Jiang and turned into ghosts.

Zhu Rong and other ancestor witches were also furious, but Zhu Jiuyin's actions just now made them dare not approach.

Feeling the rising breath of Emperor Jiang, Tianyuan was also a little surprised.

He could capture the weak ancestor witches, and Emperor Jiang could also capture Gonggong, Kuafu and others.

Emperor Jiang obviously lost his mind and kept his eyes on him, otherwise, with that terrifying speed, Hou Tu and Gonggong would find it difficult to resist him.

Almost in an instant, figures appeared on Buzhou Mountain, and Tianyuan also fell from the air.

The irritable Emperor Jiang did not hesitate at all and rushed towards Mount Buzhou.

Especially when he saw the Tianwu in Hou Tu's hand, his momentum became even more violent.

The entire eastern sky was full of rolling blood waves, like the force of the sky falling, carrying Emperor Jiang's body and crashing towards him.

It was obvious that the Wu clan had obtained the great fortune of heaven and earth, and the strength of the ancestors of the witches had increased dramatically. Who knew that Tian Yuan appeared and directly captured four ancestors of the witches, and there were probably many tribesmen who were captured in the tribe.

Seeing Emperor Jiang's actions, Xuan Ming and others who had stopped their bodies also roared and rushed towards him.

In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, and the evil spirits scattered between heaven and earth quickly gathered towards the ancestors of the witches, and their momentum increased immediately.

At the same time, a majestic momentum swung out from Mount Buzhou, piercing the clouds and sweeping towards the eastern land.

Boom!

The void shook, and the space under Mount Buzhou collapsed completely. The endless mountains turned into nothingness, and the terrifying figure of Emperor Jiang flew backwards.

Xuanming and others followed closely behind him, and they also flew out one by one, roaring loudly.

After a short pause in the air, they rushed forward again frantically.

As the four wings on Emperor Jiang's back trembled, an inexplicable will enveloped them, connecting all the ancestor witches.