Honghuang: My clone Buzhou Mountain

On the pillar of heaven, Master Tongtian looked towards the east with a look of surprise.

In the distant sky, he felt countless luck spewing out and falling towards the eastern land.

While he was wondering, he saw the red clouds in the sky, and then a cave slowly emerged.

Almost in the blink of an eye, a cave covered with red clouds appeared in the empty sky.

"Is that Huoyun Cave?" The familiar fluctuations made Tongtian frown slightly.

Not only did the Immortal Volcano and Kunlun Mountain appear in the consciousness space of Buzhou Mountain, but how come Huoyun Cave also began to emerge.

Tongtian, with a gloomy face, carefully sensed it, and a look of surprise flashed across his eyes.

Luck, all the luck that appeared came from Huoyun Cave, and Huoyun Cave was actually spewing luck.

Huoyun Cave is just a cave, but it actually has such a wonderful use. Tongtian unconsciously thought of Hongyun in his mind.

Zixiao Palace preached that the only innate sacred being who did not get the futon but was given the primordial purple qi by the Taoist ancestor.

At this moment, Tongtian finally understood why Hongyun was so concerned by Hongjun.

Huoyun Cave is closely related to the destiny of humanity, so Hongyun's identity is naturally very complicated.

After proving the Dao of Hunyuan, Tongtian thought that there were few things in the prehistoric world that could be hidden from him. Now he realized that there might be more secrets in the world that he didn't know.

Standing on the top of the mountain, Tongtian slowly stretched out his right hand.

A wisp of golden destiny fell on his fingertips, clearly visible.

"The destiny of the human race?" Tongtian whispered with doubt on his face.

What the Huoyun Cave spewed out was the destiny of humanity, but when it fell on him, it turned into the destiny of the human race.

Through the destiny on his fingertips, Tongtian knew the reason for the matter.

He raised his head slightly and saw the direction of the destiny, all of which fell on those human races.

Nuwa created the human race to prove the Dao. At the beginning, the eldest brother and the second brother also established the religion with the human race. Now Fuxi also proved the emperor of heaven through the human race.

The human race is just a small acquired race, but it is so extraordinary.

"The human way is flourishing, and the prehistoric world is becoming more and more prosperous!" Tongtian raised his head and looked at the top of Buzhou Mountain.

He has been climbing since he stepped on Buzhou Mountain, and now he is not far from the top.

Ignoring the luck still falling in the distance, Tongtian strode towards the top of his head.

At this moment, on the eastern land of the consciousness space, a group of figures, including the human race, all looked at the top of their heads in amazement.

Because of the prosperity of the human race and the prosperity of humanity, all the creatures in the consciousness space of Buzhou Mountain can see the big red cloud in the eastern sky.

The red mist is diffused, covering a large area, and there is a cave house faintly standing in the void.

People with strong strength can see that there are many lucks in the red mist.

The Golden Spirit Holy Mother looked at the luck falling from the top of her head with confusion in her eyes.

The Duobao Taoists beside her were all shocked and full of doubts.

As disciples of the saints, they naturally knew the wonderful use of luck, not to mention such a huge luck.

There were eight of them in the group, but only the Golden Spirit Holy Mother had luck.

"Sister Jin Ling, how come you are the only one who got luck?" Bi Xiao exclaimed, but her eyes looked up at the red mist covering a large area above her head.

Although Yun Xiao and the others beside her did not speak, their eyes kept sweeping across the sky and Jin Ling.

It has been a long time since they came to the consciousness space of Buzhou Mountain. Through the creatures living in it, they know a lot of things here.

Along the way, they have seen and heard a lot, but they have not encountered any opportunities.

And now, among the group of people, someone finally got good fortune, but it was only the Golden Spirit Holy Mother.

Meeting the gazes of Zhao Gongming and the others, the Golden Spirit Holy Mother shook her head and said in bewilderment: "I don't know what's going on either."

Just now, she was curiously looking around, but she didn't expect that there was luck falling from the sky, surrounding her.

"It must be related to the human race." Duobao next to her responded softly.

He noticed that a human tribe in the distance also had a lot of scattered luck.

But several demon tribes outside the tribe were like them, and they also had no luck.

"Let's go! Let's go to the red clouds and take a look!" Bixiao took the lead and flew straight to the red mist in the sky.

"Third sister." Qiongxiao shouted hurriedly, but Bixiao's speed did not slow down at all, but waved at them in the air.

Seeing the figures rising in the distance, Zhao Gongming also shouted: "Let's go! Go up and take a look!"

Compared with the prehistoric land, the consciousness space of Buzhou Mountain rarely has disputes, but there is something strange above the sky.

There were not many stars, even the sun was incomplete. More importantly, in the deep void, chaotic wills occasionally passed by, making piercing screams.

The powerful wills that occasionally flashed were not inferior to their souls.

Fortunately, those free wills only flew in the air and would not approach the earth.

Now Bixiao rashly escaped into the air, and there was a natural possibility of accidents.

Duobao Taoist and his companions did not hesitate, and swooshed towards the sky, flying towards the place filled with red clouds.

Such a rich aura spewed out, that cave must be very extraordinary.

In just a short while, more and more figures flew up from the eastern land.

Feeling the momentum, Duobao's heart trembled, and the Golden Spirit Holy Mother and others beside him also looked surprised.

Daluo Jinxian, almost all of them were Daluo Jinxian, and many of their pressures were far above them.

In the consciousness space, they did encounter many Daluo Jinxian, but not as many as in front of them.

At first glance, it was densely packed, and most of them gave them great pressure.

The few people who flew up looked at each other, and their faces were solemn.

They knew that the prehistoric land was vast and rich, and there were countless strong people, but when they really saw it, they still couldn't help but feel a surge in their hearts.

As disciples of the saints, they didn't seem to have too many advantages.

Many thoughts turned in their minds, but their bodies were not slow, and they quickly rushed towards the group of red clouds.

Just looking at the cave house getting closer and closer, Duobao Taoist's eyes flashed with doubt.

As he got closer, he could clearly see that there was indeed a cave house in the red clouds, standing in the void, and there was still luck and red clouds emerging in the cave.

Such a scene made Duobao unconsciously think of the Fire Cloud Cave in the prehistoric land.

However, the Fire Cloud Cave is the Red Cloud Dojo, which he has never seen with his own eyes. He has only heard about it in the prehistoric world and doesn't know the details.

While Duobao and others were confused, several conversations came from not far away.

"Brother, is this the Fire Cloud Cave?"

"Yes! It must be the work of Senior Tianyuan, which has greatly increased the power of Buzhou Mountain, and the Fire Cloud Cave has also manifested in the consciousness space."

The Taoist Duobao, who was in doubt, turned his head and saw a young man leading two sturdy men.

They looked at the red fog in the distance, looking at the many fortunes scattered with envy.

Just by taking a look, Taoist Duobao understood that the three people's Taoism was above them, and even far better than them.

But compared to these, they were more curious about the meaning of the other party's words.

Is this cave with a thousand feet of red clouds in front of them really the Fire Cloud Cave in the prehistoric land?

The few people who looked at each other quickly rushed into the red fog with greater doubts.

Hou Tu, the master of the underground tunnel, also noticed the changes in the Fire Cloud Cave at the first time.

Standing in the netherworld, her eyes seemed to penetrate the endless void and looked at the vast prehistoric land.

The luck that was pouring down almost covered the entire east.

"The human race is flourishing, blessing the world!" Hou Tu whispered softly, with joy on her delicate face.

The three paths of heaven, earth and man complement each other, and the prosperity of the human path will naturally help the tunnel to strengthen.

In such a short time, she has clearly felt that the power of reincarnation is increasing, and the Di Ting nurtured on the six reincarnation disks is almost up.

As for the Book of Life and Death and the Judge's Pen in it, they have been fully formed and it is estimated that they will be born soon.

Just as Hou Tu looked at it carefully, suddenly the dark light under the reincarnation disk surged, and a long blood-colored rainbow passed by and fled to the six reincarnation disks.

"Brother?"

The fluctuations from the eighteen layers of hell made Hou Tu's face slightly startled.

As the tunnel continued to strengthen, Hou Tu was looking for Di Jiang all the time, but she had never gained anything.

Now, her brother who had disappeared for a long time finally made a move.

Although she didn't know what Di Jiang was going to do, Hou Tu was bound to stop him.

The strong will of the earth emerged from the six reincarnation disks and blocked the blood-colored rainbow.

But the next second, Hou Tu's face changed slightly, and the blood light penetrated through, plunged into the six reincarnation disks, and disappeared without a trace.

It was not a magical power or a spell, but a weak soul.

The soul not only contained the breath of the eldest brother Dijiang, but also the fluctuations of her and other ancestor witches.

That wisp of soul contained the breath of the twelve ancestor witches at the same time.

It was that wisp of fluctuation belonging to Hou Tu that made the other party ignore the gathering of the will of the earth and escape into the human world.

Hou Tu, whose thoughts turned quickly in her mind, instantly knew the origin of that wisp of soul.

In the blood pool of Pangu Temple, the most powerful witch Chi You was born with the essence and blood of the twelve witch ancestors.

He was taken away by Dijiang and Pangu Temple at the beginning, but now he was thrown into the human world and reincarnated as a human race.

Considering the changes in the world just now, Hou Tu didn't know what Di Jiang was planning.

Fuxi had already been certified as the Emperor of Heaven, so the Emperor of Earth and the Emperor of Man were bound to emerge.

And now Di Jiang was actually planning to compete with Chi You for the position of the protagonist of the human race.

Chi You was conceived by the blood of the twelve witch ancestors. If he was reincarnated as a human, he would have great luck.

Unfortunately, the Book of Life and Death and the Judge's Pen had not yet been fully revealed, otherwise Chi You's position could have been found.

"Brother! The prehistoric world is no longer the same as before, and the witch clan is all here. Why are you so persistent?" Hou Tu looked at the eighteen levels of hell, and there was not much difference on her face.

If the human race wants to become the protagonist of the world, it must go through disasters.

It's just that Hou Tu didn't want the disaster that the human race had to face to come from her elder brother Di Jiang, and it was related to the witch clan.

At present, the witch clan in the world has all fallen into the netherworld, and there is no trace of their witch clan in the prehistoric world.

Di Jiang's behavior was completely willful in Hou Tu's view.

After becoming a saint, she deeply understood that the witch clan belonged to the underworld.

The human race is the protagonist of heaven and earth, chosen by heaven and earth, and the will of the prehistoric world.

Now that the witch clan is in such a situation, Dijiang is still struggling desperately, and Hou Tu is already a little angry.

It’s okay to plot against the eighteen layers of hell and want to compete for the authority of the underworld, after all, it is a matter between the twelve witch ancestors.

But the human race is the protagonist of heaven and earth, which is related to the prosperity of humanity and the entire prehistoric world.

To Hou Tu’s surprise, a hoarse voice came from the eighteen layers of hell.

“The netherworld is good, but how can it compare to the pillar of heaven!”

The familiar yet unfamiliar voice made Hou Tu stunned.

"Brother, you finally answered, why don't you come out and see my little sister?" Hou Tu looked at the Eighteenth Level of Hell, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

The eighteen levels of hell have been fully manifested, and the tunnels are unprecedented, but she did not feel Di Jiang's aura.

In addition to the eighteen levels of hell, Di Jiang also received other blessings in the netherworld that even she didn't know about?

They all blame the previous damage to her reincarnation, and the immaturity of the tunnel. As the owner of the tunnel, she is still very restricted.

"Little sister! Our Witch Clan has mastered the Netherworld, why not take this opportunity to sweep across the ancient world and regain the prestige of the Witch Clan, so that we can not weaken the Pangu Authentic Sect!" In the indifferent voice, the dim light of the eighteenth level of hell suddenly emerged.

A pitch-black coffin emerged, floating quietly in the eighteenth level of hell.

Heaven Refining Coffin!

Hou Tu's eyes narrowed and he immediately stepped forward, reaching the eighteenth level of hell.

As expected, Di Jiang has always been hidden in the Eighteenth Level of Hell. It may be because of the Heaven Refining Coffin or other means of support that he avoided her perception.

"Prehistoric times have been such a grand event, why should we inflict murder in vain?" Seeing that Di Jiang was still stubborn, Hou Tu felt as if he was one head and two heads away.

A long time ago, the Twelve Ancestral Witches all looked up to Emperor Jiang and always felt that his eldest brother was sensible.

Now Hou Tu suddenly realized that the eldest brother was completely stubborn.

He is more stubborn than his other brothers who only know how to fight and kill.

"Isn't life and death the reason why reincarnation exists?" Di Jiang's slightly excited voice came from the coffin.

But the coffin floated quietly in the air, and Di Jiang still showed no sign of appearing.

"Besides, the continuous reincarnation of living beings can gradually increase the power of reincarnation, which is of great benefit to our ancestral witches."

In the eighteen levels of hell, Di Jiang's slightly excited low voice continued to echo.

Looking at his stubborn brother, Hou Tu sighed in his heart and said indifferently: "Hongjun planned the ancient world, and this one is our opponent. Without Tianyuan, why would the Wu clan be what it is today, and you wouldn't be here!"

Without Tianyuan, where would the six realms of reincarnation and the underworld come from?

It was because of Tian Yuan that she was able to attain enlightenment and become a saint, and her brothers also found their own opportunities.

If the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disk is not repaired, how can the Eighteen Levels of Hell be conceived, and Dijiang also does not have such an opportunity.

"Hmph! What's the difference between Tian Yuan and Hong Jun? They both steal the world!" Di Jiang's cold words sounded, without any intention of thanking Tian Yuan.

He was speechless after "you", and the annoyance was clearly visible on his face.

She was too lazy to talk nonsense anymore, and suddenly saw the endless wills gathering in the air all around, and quickly rolled towards the coffin in the air.

Since the eldest brother is so stubborn, he can only be captured.

After chatting for a while, she didn't wait.

Facing Hou Tu's actions, there was only a cold snort coming from the coffin!