Honghuang: My clone Buzhou Mountain

"Master Zuwu? This." Houyi walked forward quickly, his eyes full of confusion.

Although the will of the Father God here is strong and combing the earth veins has many benefits, they are still very angry with Tianyuan in their hearts.

After capturing them, they were thrown here rudely.

Houyi admitted that Tianyuan did have some tricks, but Master Zuwu would definitely find this place one day.

No matter how powerful the stone man is, he will not be the opponent of Zuwu.

Who knew that after Houtu Zuwu appeared, it would be such a scene?

Did Master Houtu really lose to the stone man? Even Zuwu was captured?

The Wu clan does not worship the sky without respect, but only respects Pangu.

Even if they lose, they will not surrender. How could Master Zuwu be like this?

They were just afraid of Hongjun's sainthood in Zixiao Palace, but they didn't respect him much.

This stone man used to capture people everywhere, but now he wants to respect him as a senior?

Houyi stared at Houtu in a daze, and he really couldn't understand it in his heart.

Hou Tu did not reply, but looked at Hou Yi calmly. Under the suppression of blood power, the other party lowered his head.

The Kuafu witches beside him also lowered their heads and looked at the ground.

They knew very well that if they continued to ask, they would definitely be beaten.

The witches always use fists to make sense!

Tian Yuan glanced at Kuafu and the others, and looked at Hou Tu: "Daoyou! What about the other ancestors?"

He is now quite good, and with his affirmation of Hou Tu's character, Tian Yuan does not mind sending him out.

Hou Tu ignored Hou Yi and the others, and slowly stretched out his right hand, and suddenly saw a dark red blood drop rising from the palm of his hand.

It was the size of a soybean, and it was shaking slightly in the air like a heart.

The blood was full of evil spirits, and there was thunder flashing, which contained terrifying energy.

"Daoyou brother, this is a drop of my blood, you take it, and the brothers will understand." Hou Tu raised his right hand, and the drop of blood slowly flew towards Tian Yuan.

If this drop of blood essence is useless, she would be powerless if she went there in person.

Moreover, after entering this space of consciousness, she felt a weak response.

That unknown response made Hou Tu feel that it was related to the future of the entire witch clan.

Hou Tu did not intend to go out, and it seemed that she was not sure to convince the other ancestors. Tian Yuan did not care too much, which was within his expectations.

It was just a notification, and there was no need to take out a drop of life essence.

Tian Yuan, with a flash of doubt in his eyes, nodded gently and put away the drop of blood essence solemnly.

Perhaps, this represents Hou Tu's firm choice!

Tian Yuan was not afraid of going to Pangu Temple alone.

Pangu Temple is close to Buzhou Mountain, and his current strength is not weak. If the ancestors of witches do not follow martial ethics, they can turn over and escape into Buzhou Mountain.

Tian Yuan did not say much, and his figure disappeared directly into the earth veins.

Hou Tu faintly resonated with the earth veins, and it was obvious that she had understood the mission of the witch clan.

Besides, he was powerless in the prehistoric world, but this was the will space of Mount Buzhou, so there was no need to worry about Hou Tu.

Seeing Tian Yuan disappear, Hou Yi and his companions hurried forward.

"Meet the Grand Ancestral Witch!"

The faces of the few people were still filled with deep shock.

It was not only because Hou Tu took out a drop of blood essence, but also because of the other party's "Daoist Brother".

If it was someone who recognized him, a "Daoist Fellow" would be enough. It was obvious that their Ancestral Witch also respected Tian Yuan.

Hou Tu glanced at Hou Yi and his companions, and said calmly: "Why don't you go and comb the earth veins?"

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Hou Yi and his companions raised their heads and opened their mouths wide.

Is this still their own Ancestral Witch?

Meeting Hou Tu's gaze, Hou Yi and his companions walked back in a huff, their eyes a little blurred.

Without asking about their experiences, even the captured tribesmen had never mentioned it. How could Tian Yuan have such a good relationship with the Grand Ancestral Witch?

No one answered them. Hou Tu just glanced around and quickly walked towards the depths of the main vein.

Hou Yi and his companions looked at each other and had to vent their anger on the strange stones around them.

"Laws can clearly feel the existence of other laws. It is indeed very useful for my Wu clan!" Hou Tu smashed a few pieces of miscellaneous stones with her hands, her eyes shining.

She is the ancestor of the witch, but she still cannot change the characteristics of the Wu clan.

In addition to the laws that are born with them, the Wu clan cannot feel or comprehend the existence of any other laws.

But now in this vein, they can clearly feel the laws that are free from the strange stones.

They temper their bodies, and after a long time, they will naturally carry the breath of laws.

This means that as long as time is long enough, more laws can be practiced.

This place is more suitable for the Wu clan to practice than the prehistoric land, and in the golden aura flowing around, Hou Tu faintly senses that there are traces of inexplicable energy gathering.

Only the calamity that keeps falling around makes her face a little solemn.

"I hope Tianyuan can bring the brothers here as soon as possible!" With a whisper, Hou Tu quickly escaped through the earth veins.

Compared to combing the earth veins, she wanted to know what the inexplicable echo was.

On Buzhou Mountain, Gun Gun saw Tianyuan appear and immediately ran forward with a simple face.

"Master!" Gun Gun twisted his body and rubbed Tianyuan's feet.

Glancing at the little guy at his feet, Tianyuan said calmly: "Okay! You guys should do what you should do, I'm a little busy recently."

He saw every move of the other party.

This little thing didn't reveal his bottom, which still made Tianyuan very satisfied.

"Okay, master, I don't know who is the master of Hou Tu?" Gun Gun raised his head, with a little trepidation in his expression.

He didn't hear anything about the conversation between Tianyuan and Houtu just now.

After the conversation, the two disappeared together, but now Houtu didn't come back.

"I'll see you later!" As soon as the words fell, Tianyuan's figure disappeared from the scene.

Gungun heard the words, his eyes brightened, it seems that I have two masters.

He was happy and ran towards the bamboo forest in his memory.

When Tianyuan appeared again, he had already arrived at the foot of Buzhou Mountain.

When he was frantically arresting the witch clan earlier, he carefully inquired about Pangu Temple, a deep valley in the east of Buzhou Mountain.

He saw the valley from a distance and strode forward.

As he got closer, a familiar breath came to his face.

"Pangu's heart is indeed related to the earth vein." Tianyuan smiled, and an inexplicable light flashed in his eyes.

The power emanating from the valley was not weak, it seems that there is still a lot of power left in the blood pool.

Tianyuan did not hide his aura. When he was near the valley entrance, he saw many figures passing by, and several of them came directly with powerful might.

He did not move, but flicked his right hand lightly, and the drop of blood essence floated in the air.

Gonggong, who was furious and rushed to Tianyuan, was just stunned, but he sped up.

Unexpectedly, the blood essence in the air shook slightly, and then a figure appeared, blocking Tianyuan.

Seeing Houtu appear, Dijiang, who was slowly following behind, hurriedly said: "Stop!"

The eldest brother spoke, and the angry Gonggong, Zhurong and other ancestor witches all stopped in the air unwillingly.

They all looked at Tianyuan violently after showing their ancestor witch bodies.