Honghuang: My clone Buzhou Mountain

"Strange!" After a closer look, Tian Yuan was a little confused.

Although the calamity cloud exuded a terrifying might, it lacked a sense of sharpness.

It gave him a strange illusion, as if it was strong on the outside but weak on the inside, and had only a false appearance.

It had been a while since he came to the prehistoric world, but this was the first time he had actually seen someone go through the transformation calamity.

The surging calamity cloud continued to expand, covering tens of thousands of miles of land, and the wandering lightning snake covered half of the top of Mount Buzhou.

Nuwa, who had just been meditating in the Wahuang Palace, suddenly opened her eyes, swept the sky in the distance, and immediately showed surprise on her face.

Transformation calamity, innate sacredness!

Almost in an instant, Nuwa had disappeared in the temple.

In the blood pool of Pangu Temple under Mount Buzhou, the meditating ancestor witches woke up one by one.

Those pairs of violent eyes pierced through the temple, crossed many spaces, and looked at the calamity cloud entrenched on the top of Mount Buzhou.

"Transformation calamity! Is the stone man going to shed his original body?" Gonggong exclaimed, but he felt a little strange.

The ancestor witches floating in the blood pool all looked suspicious.

In recent years, there has only been a stone man on Mount Buzhou, but the other party's physical body is strong, so there is no reason to abandon it.

Dijiang glanced at it and said calmly: "It is probably because of the spiritual roots that the heaven and earth have created."

Mount Buzhou is the spinal column of the father god, and there are many innate spiritual roots on it. Recently, there have been many strange phenomena on Mount Buzhou, and it must have benefited from it.

Gonggong and others heard what the elder brother said, and they also felt that what the elder brother said made sense.

The stone man's physical body is comparable to that of the ancestor witch, and he will definitely not give up easily.

The many witches who retracted their gaze no longer paid attention, and began to retreat and practice.

That hateful stone man is fine, he will only hide on Mount Buzhou, but the demon court above the sky is different.

They must work hard to practice and smash the demon court to pieces as soon as possible to revive the reputation of Pangu's orthodoxy.

On Mount Buzhou, under Tianyuan's expectant gaze, a silver lightning bolt fell and hit the gourd vine below.

There was no imagined thunder snake running, nor the terrifying scene of the void exploding.

Other spiritual objects scattered throughout the valley were also not affected.

The gourd vine swaying on the cliff wall did not seem to resist, only a ray of milky white halo rose and surrounded it.

The gourd vine, which was already extraordinary, looked even more sacred at this moment.

"The power of creation rose under the first thunder tribulation. This gourd vine has a deep blessing." Fuxi's slightly shocked voice came to my ears.

The longer the power of creation of heaven and earth is tempered, the more extraordinary the body after transformation will be.

Fuxi spoke easily, his expression was leisurely, and there was only envy in his eyes.

Tianyuan frowned. Could it be that this transformation tribulation was different from what he imagined?

As for the so-called deep blessing, if he hadn't helped, it would have turned into the gourd whip in your little sister's hand at this moment.

While Tianyuan was thinking, another thunderbolt fell from the sky.

Just like before, the gourd vine swayed happily in the thunderbolt, and the power of creation enveloped it increased a little.

At this moment, Tianyuan finally discovered what was different about the heavenly tribulation.

Murderous intent!!!

Although the calamity cloud in front of him was terrifying, he did not feel any murderous intent.

The heavenly tribulation was not to block the way, but a reward from heaven and earth?

No wonder Fuxi looked indifferent after he appeared, and the gourd vine under the calamity cloud was also happy and leisurely.

Tianyuan took a deep breath, and a flash of enlightenment flashed through his mind.

This heavenly tribulation is not the heavenly tribulation of later generations!

In fact, if you think about it, you can understand that the innate sacred is loved by heaven and earth. If you can transform, you will be congratulated by heaven and earth, so how can you cut off your way forward.

The thunderbolts falling from the calamity cloud are getting faster and faster. In the rumbling sound, the gourd vine has been completely covered by the power of creation.

"This is such a strong power of creation!" A cry of surprise came from the air.

Nuwa, with a trembling look in her eyes, fled quickly, with a pair of fiery eyes looking into the distance.

A strange color flashed in Tianyuan's eyes. Nuwa's practice was indeed the law of creation.

Facing Nuwa's appearance, Fuxi was not surprised.

The Wa Palace was on Mount Buzhou. With such a big commotion, Nuwa would definitely not be able to sit still.

Tianyuan did not say anything, and his heart was full of expectations for the gourd vine.

They were both top-grade innate spiritual roots, but they had only waited until now to transform. The accumulation must not be comparable to that of ordinary innate sacred beings. It is unknown whether the gourd vine can comprehend this power of creation.

That area has been shrouded by dense thunder. They are of different colors, including the innate Wu Earth God Thunder that Tianyuan is familiar with.

"Innate Sunflower Water God Thunder, Innate Bing Fire God Thunder, Innate Yi Wood God Thunder, Innate Wu Earth God Thunder, Innate Geng Gold God Thunder, this... this." Nuwa opened her mouth and was stunned.

When the innate sacred form is transformed, there will be innate divine thunder falling, which is used to temper and condense the physical body, but almost only one kind is available, corresponding to the root of the body.

The gourd vine in front of him has five kinds of innate divine thunders of gold, wood, water, fire and earth. This physical body.

But the next second, Nuwa's eyes shrank again, staring blankly at the top of her head.

Fuxi next to her also exclaimed loudly: "Innate five elements mixed divine thunder, is this gourd vine really just a top-grade innate spiritual root?"

Fuxi said, looking at Tianyuan, and Nuwa next to her also turned her head to look.

Tianyuan didn't understand. He naturally knew these divine thunders, but he didn't know the specific meaning of their appearance together.

But looking at the expressions of Fuxi and the others, it was obviously a great thing.

Tianyuan didn't answer, but just looked at the gourd vine whose figure could no longer be seen.

Seeing Tianyuan's profound appearance, Fuxi and the others were not angry, and they looked at the cliff with expectation.

The two of them thought of the seven top-grade innate gourds at the same time. They were extraordinary after such a long period of accumulation.

"Such a person should be the demon king of the demon court!" Fuxi thought in his heart, and he became more determined to persuade Tianyuan.

Nuwa, who was standing on the side, stared at the power of creation with her beautiful eyes.

After half a day, the colorful thunder finally stopped, and the calamity clouds in the sky slowly dissipated.

Only the valley in front of them was still shrouded in the surging power of creation.

Under the expectant eyes of the three people, there was a faint ripple, and then it was accompanied by a surge of momentum.

As Tianyuan expected, the gourd vine after the transformation directly entered the Daluo Jinxian, or the middle stage of the Daluo Jinxian.

"Father Mountain!"

A joyful cheer, and a figure flashed in the middle.

A white and fat child was already hanging on Tianyuan's neck.

The other person had two long gourd leaves on his head, a colorful vest, a gray vine tied around his waist with a small gourd hanging on it, and only colorful shorts on his lower body.

He looked like a colorful gourd baby!

Feeling the excitement and joy of the child, Tianyuan was also very happy.

"Good, good, good! It's really the good gourd baby of Fushan!"

Tianyuan picked up the gourd baby with a happy smile on his face.

The gourd vine was his only relative in the prehistoric world, and after so many years, he finally took shape.