Honghuang: My clone Buzhou Mountain

Tian Yuan stood on the top of Mount Buzhou and looked at the Western world.

Originally, he thought that it was only the problem of the earth veins that troubled him, but he didn't expect it to be much more troublesome than he imagined.

From today's series of discoveries, the West seems to be outside the prehistoric land.

At this moment, Tian Yuan also understood why the witch and demon calamity and the conferred god calamity had nothing to do with the West.

Even though the West was so barren, Jie Yin and Zhunti never left.

The west of Mount Buzhou can indeed be called the 'Western world', a world independent of the prehistoric world.

Tian Yuan retracted his gaze and murmured softly: "It seems that we can only take one step at a time for the matter of the earth veins!"

The other three sides of Mount Buzhou, whether it is the east where the earth veins are fully unblocked, or the north and south sides, there is the will of Mount Buzhou wandering in the air. Only the west side, even if the will is explored now, it cannot stay for long.

Tian Yuan should have thought of this when the will could not detect the demonic energy.

But even with the body of Mount Buzhou, Tian Yuan did not expect this situation.

The West was actually independent of the prehistoric land, which was beyond his expectation.

If this was true, the Western earth veins would be in trouble.

At present, Xuanming was hiding in the West, and Tianyuan guessed that the disappeared Dijiang might also be in the West.

Only here could he perfectly avoid the perception of the public, and even he could not easily explore it.

Xuanming was inexplicably related to the world-destroying grinder, and Dijiang's disappearance for such a long time was probably also a blessing.

The witch clan was originally the protagonist of heaven and earth, not to mention Dijiang, the leader of the twelve ancestor witches. Seriously speaking, they were also the darlings of heaven and earth.

Standing in the field, Tianyuan had a series of thoughts flashing through his mind, and finally his eyes were set on the direction of the blood sea.

The West was separated by the abyss in front of him. If he wanted to connect the Western world with the prehistoric world, it seemed that he could only rely on the netherworld blood sea.

Fortunately, Houtu had refined the will of the earth that enveloped the blood sea and included it in the underworld.

Whether it was the matter of the Western earth veins or other plots, he could only wait until Houtu broke through.

Tian Yuan retracted his gaze, and his figure slowly faded in the air.

He was temporarily powerless to do anything about the affairs in the west, so he could only improve his own Taoism as soon as possible.

In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks will be exposed.

Being powerless against those evil spirits also reflects from the side that Tian Yuan's current cultivation is not enough.

However, the matter of the starry sky is imminent, and Tian Yuan has no time to calm down and practice.

Although the prehistoric world has the least time, Tian Yuan still feels that time is far from enough, because he has too many things to do.

The main reason is that he got the Tao too late. If he were like the innate saints such as the Three Pure Ones, he would not have to work so hard.

Tian Yuan's figure returned to the depths of the Zhoutian Xingdou formation again. The matter of the earth veins has been explained, and he has to concentrate on refining more stars.

"Clear the fireworks of this southern land?" Wangshu looked into the distance with surprise in his eyes.

From Bai Ze and others, Wangshu already had a simple understanding of this space, and also knew the purpose of Tian Yuan's capture of Bai Ze and others.

Clear the rolling flames and restore the veins of the southern land.

There was a red field in front of him that stretched as far as the eye could see. In addition to the Fusang tree that stood in the air to absorb the flames, a towering mountain could be vaguely seen.

The flames that burst out from time to time made Wangshu vaguely guess that the source of the flames was in that mountain.

In this direction, in that position, that mountain should be the sacred place of the Phoenix Clan - the Immortal Volcano.

Wangshu, who was calculating in his heart, glanced at the worried people behind him and said softly: "You are all fine, and the Demon King must be fine too. You should concentrate on meditation and improve your realm."

In the simple exchange, Wangshu roughly guessed the situation of Di Jun, who was undoubtedly suppressed by Tianyuan.

Adjacent to the Sun Star, Wangshu naturally knew the personalities of the two Demon Kings.

Capturing this space and disappearing again, there is only one possibility.

But Donghuang Taiyi disappeared inexplicably in the depths of the starry sky, and no one knew where he went.

But now Wangshu is more curious about the immortal volcano in the distance, and of course he also wants to help Tianyuan and clear the fireworks in the southern land.

After Wangshu finished speaking, he ignored everyone, took a step forward, stepped into the rolling flames, and disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Mother!"

"Since my father has broken through, why doesn't he come to save us, and this..."

As soon as Wangshu left, ten little golden crows surrounded him, each with doubts in their eyes.

From Wangshu's mouth, they knew that their father and uncle had broken through. So many Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, can't they be defeated by the stone man of Buzhou Mountain?

They really couldn't understand it, and Wangshu who appeared here was also a little strange.

Many demon gods and demon saints behind him looked at Bai Ze, Chang Xi and the other two.

Wangshu's behavior made them very puzzled.

Before Changxi and Xihe spoke, Bai Ze spoke first: "We must practice hard so that we can have a chance to go out. The Demon King must have something more important."

The appearance of Wangshu gave Bai Ze hope of persuading the Demon King.

He had been here for quite a while, and Bai Ze had already deeply understood the power of Tianyuan.

The towering Buzhou Mountain behind him had strong fluctuations from time to time, which meant that Tianyuan's strength was still increasing.

And from Wangshu's words, Bai Ze could clearly feel Tianyuan's confidence.

Although he was also a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, he did not seem to take other people seriously, and the suppression of Di Jun was obviously the best proof.

Bai Ze knew in his heart that Di Jun also knew these things, but because of that identity, he could not bow his head.

Now that even Wangshu on the Taiyin Star has chosen Tianyuan, it must be time for the Demon King to think about it.

After saying this, Bai Ze did not say anything else and quietly absorbed the flames.

Seeing Bai Ze turning around and leaving, the ten little golden crows opened their mouths, not knowing how to respond.

"Practice well and don't let down the name of the Golden Crow!" Chang Xi responded lightly, without delving into this topic.

A long time ago, she vaguely felt that Bai Ze knew something.

The other party's current expression, combined with Wangshu's words at the beginning, it is obvious that Di Jun is in this space and is being suppressed somewhere.

Thinking about it, Chang Xi's eyes unconsciously looked at the Buzhou Mountain behind him.

When he sensed Di Jun's breath, the pillar of heaven flashed in the air. The Demon King was very likely suppressed under the Buzhou Mountain.

Di Jun is the Demon King of the Demon Court, and the father of the ten little golden crows. Such things naturally cannot be known to them.

Xihe did not speak either, following Changxi and heading towards the many fireworks.

If they want to completely eliminate the fireworks in the southern land, they still have to rely on the two demon kings, but they don't know how long they have to wait.

If you calm down and think about it, although the days here are boring, they are not as bad as the fighting and killing in the prehistoric times.

The ten little golden crows saw this, and each of them obviously had something in their mind, but they were not young either, and they vaguely understood something.

They hung their heads and silently entered the rolling flames.

Strength, strength is the root of everything, they have to work hard to practice.

In the direction of the Immortal Volcano, Wangshu glanced at the dense fire snakes behind him and frowned slightly.

She waved her hand to extinguish a large group of fire snakes, and immediately more figures came out, one after another.

Logically speaking, she is a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, and the strength of these fire snakes is far below her, and it is impossible for them to discover her whereabouts.

It was true that the surging fire snakes could not catch up with her, but it was really strange that they could find her in the first place.

Wangshu raised his head slightly and looked at the immortal volcano in the distance.

The source of the fire snakes was in that mountain, and their changes might also be related to the immortal volcano.

Wangshu, with a hint of curiosity in his doubts, hurriedly accelerated.

As they kept approaching, more and more fire snakes emerged, almost filling the space on both sides, but the difference in strength made it impossible to touch her.

It was just that the flames on both sides, from the initial red, began to glow.

Thunder flashed from time to time in the light black flames.

It didn't take long for a towering mountain to float in front of him.

Wangshu frowned, with astonishment in his eyes.

The immortal volcano is the habitat of the Phoenix Clan and is also a famous fairy mountain in the southern land.

Just a glance from a distance, there was a huge fire burning, which looked really extraordinary.

Now, when he looked at it from a close distance, it was pitch black, and the fireworks were all glowing, which looked a bit weird.

And among the many flames, there were dense flashes of thunder.

Looking carefully, the whole mountain was not only covered by flames, but also covered with thunder.

And in this dark mountain, Wangshu faintly felt a strong fluctuation, a fluctuation that was not weaker than that of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

But that breath, strong and hot, but mixed with chaos and madness, made Wangshu a little confused.

"Energy radiates the entire southern land, which is quite interesting!" Now that he has achieved Hunyuan, Wangshu is naturally fearless.

With great curiosity, Wangshu just took a step forward, but suddenly turned his head and looked behind him.

There were constant rumbling sounds, familiar fluctuations, and she felt a strong breath in the distance.

Through the rising fireworks, Wangshu clearly saw the rich Xuanhuang Qi gushing out, it was Buzhou Mountain, and the power of Buzhou Mountain increased again.

Along with the powerful fluctuations of the pillar of heaven, Wangshu clearly felt an inexplicable rhythm between heaven and earth.

"We just met, but I didn't expect Brother Tianyuan to have another breakthrough." Wangshu sighed, but did not go back, but strode onto the immortal volcano in front of him.

In an instant, the mountain shook slightly, and dark snakes escaped from the densely packed pits, running towards her with lightning.

From a distance, it seemed as if there was a layer of dark ripples rippling and surging on the entire mountain.

Wangshu's powerful aura swayed, and the layers of surging snakes were all swept away, and she quickly fled to the top of the mountain.

At this moment, in the depths of the netherworld, on the floating six reincarnation disks.

The aura of reincarnation intertwined, the strong will enveloped, and many laws wandered out.

From a distance, a delicate figure could be vaguely seen sitting quietly, and suddenly a powerful momentum surged up.

There was a buzzing sound from the heaven and earth, and the milky white halo covering the six reincarnation disks began to fade, revealing Hou Tu's figure.

Under the six reincarnation disks, a strong dim light bloomed, and they quickly swung around with the six reincarnation disks as the center.

Almost in an instant, the dim light covered a large area of ​​space.

Sitting quietly on the six reincarnation disks, Hou Tu also opened her eyes at this moment.

In her chaotic eyes, there was also a faint joy. She opened her right hand, and a strong will gathered around her body.

The Lord of the Underworld returned to his position, the six reincarnation disks were repaired, and the eighteen layers of hell evolved. The will of the underworld exploded a lot, and Hou Tu could clearly feel the joy of the reincarnation disk under her.

"Finally took this step!" Feeling this strong will of the underworld, Hou Tu was full of emotion.

She was the first innate saint to come in with Tianyuan, and she had already understood her own way. But because of the incompleteness of the six reincarnation disks, Nuwa and Hongyun had walked in front of her, and now she finally took this step.

Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian is also a genuine saint of the prehistoric world.

Sitting in the consciousness space at this moment, she can clearly feel the netherworld of the prehistoric world.

This means that Houtu, as the master of the earth, can freely enter and exit the consciousness space of Buzhou Mountain without Tianyuan.

And under the cover of the will of the earth, her mind almost covered the entire netherworld.

Just the next second, Houtu stood up suddenly and looked down.

Without any hesitation, she fled to the eighteen layers of hell.

There are thirty-three heavens in the sky, and there are eighteen layers of hell in the netherworld, each layer is a vast space.

The thick death aura swayed out, and each layer of hell looked simple.

However, because it was just evolved, it was all empty, without any ghosts.

Houtu did not stay, she swept towards the deepest part.

In a few breaths, Hou Tu arrived at the eighteenth level of hell at the bottom.

In the deep and dark hell, a black coffin was floating up and down, shrouded in a strong aura of evil and death.

"Why is there a coffin here?" Hou Tu whispered softly, with confusion in her eyes.

The eighteen levels of hell evolved due to the repair of the six reincarnation disks, and there was nothing in the hells above.

As soon as the words fell, Hou Tu's eyes were even more shocked.

The coffin that was quietly floating up and down seemed to have heard her words and trembled slightly.

Hou Tu, who was shocked in her heart, strode forward with a gloomy face.

She is the master of the tunnel, this is her territory, and there can be things beyond her ability?

Who knew that just as Hou Tu moved, the coffin sank slightly in the air and actually fled directly into the void.

As soon as the coffin moved, Hou Tu's eyes narrowed slightly, with astonishment in her eyes.

Fierce and strange treasure, the coffin in front of her turned out to be a ferocious and strange treasure that was equal to the innate treasure.

The moment the thought flashed through her mind, Hou Tu understood the origin of this coffin in her heart.

Lian Tian Coffin, a strange treasure derived from the souls and blood of three thousand chaotic demon gods.

However, what really shocked Hou Tu was not the origin of this strange treasure, but the trace of breath emanating from it.

Di Jiang, at the moment when Lian Tian Coffin moved, she actually felt the breath of her elder brother Di Jiang.

Could it be that the person lying in Lian Tian Coffin was her elder brother Di Jiang?

Di Jiang completely disappeared after the last farewell, and Hou Tu did not expect to meet her elder brother here.

Hou Tu rushed forward in panic and hurriedly called out loudly: "Brother, it's you!"

However, the Lian Tian Coffin that escaped did not stop at all, breaking through the eighteen layers of hell and disappeared.

In the silent void, only the weak will of the earth remained.