Honghuang: My clone Buzhou Mountain

"It's such bad luck that we bumped into Dijiang!"

Tianyuan's figure flew quickly through the soil, and he glanced behind him with a hint of confusion.

While the ancestral witches were searching everywhere, he quietly descended from Buzhou Mountain and swept many tribes.

Because of the violent fluctuations of the ancestral witch in the air, Tianyuan took advantage of every opportunity and jumped around.

When he saw the ancestral witch approaching, he immediately stayed away from him and never saw him face to face.

The arrest of the shaman was fine just now, but unexpectedly the ancestral witch Emperor Jiang jumped out from behind.

Feeling the violent aura behind him, Tianyuan had no intention of stopping the fight. He just wanted to return to Mount Buzhou as soon as possible.

After the ancestral witches went to look for the thieves again, they secretly went down the mountain to arrest the witches.

What's the use of fighting? If you lose, you will be the one who suffers. If you win, the other party may call you a helper, but there is no benefit at all.

Hiding your strength and arresting the Wu clan everywhere is the right thing to do.

Just the next second, Tian Yuandeng frowned slightly.

There is a vague fluctuation in the void ahead, and a famous ancestral shaman is hiding in the darkness.

In the distant sky, a ferocious beast with bone spurs all over its body tore through the void and ran toward him. It was Xuan Ming among the twelve ancestral witches.

Tian Yuan was shocked, the ancestral witch was encircling him?

The mark left by the green python was casually erased by him hundreds of years ago.

At this time, Zu Wu actually had the intention to catch him.

Has it been discovered?

Tianyuan murmured in his heart, he was confident that he would not leave any traces.

At the beginning, many ancestral witches were guarding him outside Buzhou Mountain, and Di Jiang and others probably didn't know that they knew the secret of Pangu Temple.

"Oops! I forgot about Hou Tu!" Tian Yuan exclaimed.

Only the Twelve Ancestral Witches should know the secret of Pangu Temple, but Houtu has already taken refuge in him.

Tian Yuan looked gloomy. Thinking about it this way, Di Jiang might have suspected him for a long time, but he just couldn't believe that Hou Tu would betray the Wu clan.

These years of frantic searching across the vast wilderness may be just to find that tiny bit of surprise.

Looking at Tian Wu jumping out of the void, Tian Yuan felt extremely depressed.

Although Hou Tu didn't tell him about Pangu Temple, he was a time traveler and automatically shouldered the blame.

I originally wanted to hide my strength, but I didn't expect that after just a while, I would be suspected by the ancestral witches.

They are all Daluo Jinxian, and a trace of suspicion is 100%. In this case, there is no need to hide it anymore.

Tianyuan snorted coldly, and a domineering aura suddenly emerged from his body.

Tian Wu, who came with a furious momentum, was obviously stunned, and his huge fist directly hit the opponent's head.

The ancestor Wu Tianwu, who had eight human faces and a tiger body and ten tails, flew out with wide eyes. His eight faces were full of disbelief, and he stared at Tian Yuan blankly.

After crushing a large space, Tian Wu stopped in the air, his mind a little confused.

The body of the ancestral witch. He just felt the body of the ancestral witch in Tianyuan. How is this possible?

Di Jiang and Xuan Ming, who rushed over, were also stunned by the scene in front of them.

Among the twelve ancestral witches, although Tianwu ranks at the bottom in terms of strength, he is still a real ancestral witch, and his realm is also at the peak of Daluo Jinxian.

A frontal strike, but was actually knocked away by Tian Yuan's punch?

They all saw the Stone Man's last breakthrough, but was it too exaggerated?

Before Di Jiang could think about it, a fist with dazzling white light struck him.

So brave!

The two pairs of wings on Dijiang's back flapped violently, and his huge figure directly hit him.

As soon as he got closer, Di Jiang's pupils shrank slightly, with astonishment in his eyes.

The stone man actually has the body of an ancestral witch. No wonder Tian Wu was knocked away with a punch.

The heart of God the Father must be the body of the ancestral shaman given to Tianyuan by the heart of God the Father.

"Father God's heart has really been stolen by you!!!" Di Jiang shouted word by word.

He was not only angry at what Tian Yuan had done, but also angry at Hou Tu's betrayal.

They were all transformed by the essence and blood of God the Father, and they spent countless time together in the temple.

Houtu was the youngest among the twelve ancestral witches, and they all loved him very much. But now Houtu actually helped an outsider.

Di Jiang was very angry and very heartbroken!

"Roar!"

A sky-shaking roar exploded, and the space in front of him was shattered.

Tianyuan's body was dazzling with white light, and there were inexplicable shattering sounds all around his body.

Di Jiang's violent figure appeared in front of him and hit Tian Yuan hard.

The entire sky was shattered, Tian Yuan's body was thrown away, and the same was true of Dijiang in the distance. Their bodies were almost the same.

Before Tian Yuan could get excited, a terrifying figure jumped out from the right, his eyes filled with bloodthirsty light.

Seeing the bone spurs on Xuan Ming's body, Tian Yuan had no idea of ​​trying again.

He had a vague feeling that Xuan Ming was more terrifying than Di Jiang, and besides, there were already many ancestral witches coming from a distance.

Everyone has the body of an ancestral witch and cannot kill each other. Tian Yuan does not want to be beaten.

Moreover, their hand-to-hand fighting would not be able to determine the outcome for thousands of years. He was still waiting to send the Witch Clan back to purify the earth's veins.

With a swish sound, Tian Yuan escaped into the earth and quickly flew towards Mount Buzhou.

"Where to go!"

Xuan Ming roared angrily, and waves emerged from under him, approaching her quickly.

Tian Yuan, who was aware of this, glanced back and whispered softly: "Xuan Ming Heavy Water!"

The ancestral witch Xuan Ming, apart from his terrifying physical body, is the most amazing thing about Xuan Ming Heavy Water.

The water was extremely heavy, and the ordinary Daluo Jinxian fell into it and was crushed to pieces in a blink of an eye. Even the soul could not escape.

But just looking at it, Tian Yuan's body was shrouded in nine-colored rays of light, and his speed exploded in an instant.

The Nine Heavens Xiran, the ancestral source of earth, has been completely restored, and Xuanming can't catch up with his earth escape technique.

In the void ahead, another ancestor witch jumped out to intercept. Tianyuan didn't dodge or attack, but rushed forward with his wild body.

Under the body of the ancestor witch, the body is the strongest attack, enough to crush anything.

Roar!

Seeing this, the ancestor witches' eyes were full of fierceness, and they also rushed forward violently.

After knocking away Zhurong, Qiangliang and other ancestor witches, Tianyuan came to the foot of Buzhou Mountain.

Just as Tianyuan was about to drill into Buzhou Mountain, he glanced at the distance and saw that it was Calabash Boy who was fleeing.

Behind him, Gonggong roared continuously, tearing pieces of space, and grabbed Calabash Boy with countless thunders.

"Father Mountain! Help me!" Feeling the breath getting closer and closer, Calabash Boy shouted for help.

The strength of the ancestor witch was somewhat beyond his imagination.

Calabash Boy felt that his magic weapon didn't play much power, and the most important thing was that his Taoism was a little weak.

Of course, it was also thanks to the treasure gourd in his palm, otherwise he would have been caught up by Gonggong long ago.

Seeing that Buzhou Mountain was approaching, the gourd boy was anxious, and Gonggong was also very anxious.

Tianyuan did not hesitate at all, and ran towards the crazy Gonggong.

"Tianyuan!"

Seeing Tianyuan, Gonggong panted heavily, abandoned the gourd boy and ran directly.

After practicing for so many Yuanhui, the stone man of Buzhou Mountain was definitely the only guy he hated.

This time, this time he must not let Tianyuan escape, he wanted to wash away the shame of the past.

Gonggong, stepping on two black dragons, had a faint light on his black scales, and his violent figure rushed with an unstoppable momentum.

Faintly, Gonggong seemed to hear the voice of his elder brother, but now he only wanted to defeat Tianyuan.

When the two figures approached, there was a sharp creaking collision sound, which was the friction of space.

Gonggong, who had punched out, opened his eyes wide in an instant, and his orange eyes stared at Tianyuan in front of him.

Boom!

The space collapsed, and the invisible air waves rolled up the tide in the void, and the figures of the two people all exploded and retreated.

Tianyuan grabbed the gourd baby and punched Dijiang who came over. His figure fled and landed on Mount Buzhou.

The gourd baby led the iron-eating beast and disappeared in an instant, but Tianyuan stood proudly in the middle. He was a little worried whether these ancestor witches would really mess with Mount Buzhou.

After so many years of dredging and purifying the earth veins, Mount Buzhou is no longer the same as before.

But if the eleven ancestor witches all messed up, Tianyuan was a little unsure, because these guys could ignore the power of Mount Buzhou.

Now is the critical time for Mount Buzhou to merge with Pangu's heart. Tianyuan doesn't want any accidents to happen, which is also the fundamental reason why he wanted to hide his strength earlier.

With a swish, Dijiang stopped in the air and had no intention of moving forward.

The remaining Gonggong, Xuanming and others still rushed towards Buzhou Mountain with great momentum, and it was obvious that they did not intend to let Tianyuan go.

That posture, I am afraid that they would not destroy Buzhou Mountain to find him.

"Stop!" Dijiang shouted coldly, calling the irritable ancestor witches.

Gonggong and several impulsive ancestor witches were unmoved and still ran towards Tianyuan madly.

Dijiang did not speak, and the same manic momentum swept over, covering the figures in the air.

Dijiang's angry breath finally made Gonggong and others sober up a little, and they quickly stopped.

"Brother!"

"Brother! Capturing my people and stealing the heart of the father god, it will never be forgiven!"

"Our witch clan and the stone man are irreconcilable!"

He arbitrarily captured witches, sneaked into the temple to steal the heart of the father god, and now he has mastered the methods of the ancestor witches. This child must not be left alive.

The ancestor witches roared loudly, with anger on their faces.

So many witch ancestors didn't stop Tianyuan, the stone man. How ashamed and angry they were.

Dijiang ignored him, looked at Tianyuan, and shouted in a low voice: "Let Houtu come out to see me!"

There was a slight tremor in the furious words.

The many witch ancestors who were angry and irritable were silent after hearing this.

Tianyuan controlled the body of the witch ancestors, and no matter how stupid they were, they understood the reason.

The little sister they loved the most in the past actually betrayed them and helped an outsider steal the heart of the father god.

Sweeping the crazy eyes of the witch ancestors, Tianyuan's eyes fell on the slightly sober Dijiang.

Tianyuan touched his chest and said calmly: "This matter has nothing to do with Houtu. It was Pangu who chose me!"

If he could convince the witch ancestors with his eloquence, he would save a lot of trouble.

It was obvious that Tianyuan was a little whimsical, and these guys had lost their heads at home.

"Roar! Stop talking nonsense!"

"In the great land of prehistoric times, our witch clan is the authentic Pangu!"

"Take back the Father's heart quickly!"

Gonggong and the others were furious. If they hadn't seen that Dijiang didn't speak, they would have rushed up one by one.

Meeting the eyes of the crowd, Tianyuan just slowly stretched out his right hand.

A weak will surrounded him, and then quickly became thicker until it was clearly detectable.

Dijiang's breathing was a little heavy, and the breath surrounding him became chaotic, and the remaining ancestor witches were naturally even worse.

Tianyuan didn't say anything, but showed them the most direct evidence.

Will, the will of Buzhou Mountain, the will of the Father!

Tianyuan can mobilize it easily, and so skillfully.

Sweeping over the bodies that were slightly trembling due to repression, Tianyuan's figure began to slowly sink.

Dijiang and the others, who were originally trembling in their hearts, stopped breathing again, with horror in their eyes.

Tian Yuan did not hide it. This time they saw it clearly. The stone man did not perform the escape technique, but merged with Buzhou Mountain.

Buzhou Mountain is the spine of the father mountain. What kind of creature can merge into it?

Gong Gong did not know, Xuan Ming did not know, and Di Jiang did not know!