Chapter 105 The Lost Ancestral Witches
Hou Tu turned around and looked at Tian Yuan beside him: "Brother Tian Yuan, these brothers still rely on you a lot."
Although he was angry and angry at the stubbornness of his brothers, Hou Tu still cared about their safety.
Not only the ten ancestral witches, but also a large number of clan members.
The heart of Father God is currently hanging on the top of Mount Buzhou, and every one of the Wu clan is missing.
Tianyuan nodded and said softly: "It is necessary to clear and purify as many ground veins as possible to enhance the power of Buzhou Mountain and end the calamity as soon as possible."
Although he already regarded Hou Tu as one of his own, Tian Yuan still had no plans to tell him about Bu Zhou Shan's clone.
This is his biggest secret, and he will never tell anyone about it in the future.
In the entire prehistoric world, Calabash Baby was the only one who vaguely knew about it, but Tian Yuan had already made a serious confession to him.
What he said was a bit vague. With the current situation in the future, you should understand the meaning of Tianyuan's words.
As the master of the tunnel, she is very aware of the situation in the ancient world.
"Brother Dao, don't worry. Just leave the matter of the earth veins to me. I will urge the clan members to clear and purify all the earth veins as soon as possible." Hou Tu arched his hands and responded solemnly.
Sorting out the earth's veins is the mission of the Wu clan. It can benefit the ancient world and improve one's own strength, so why not do it.
For the sake of her brothers who are still stubborn in their opinions, she must also encourage these witch clansmen.
As for the relationship between Tianyuan and Buzhoushan, she had some guesses, but Houtu didn't ask.
Tian Yuan naturally believed in Hou Tu's guarantee. After a brief exchange, Tianyuan exited the consciousness space.
The earth's veins need to be dredged, and the practice of laws cannot be left behind.
Before Buzhou Shan could move completely, his own combat power was the priority.
At a familiar position, Tian Yuan glanced at the Wu clan tribe below him, and there were white lights emerging all over him.
In the turbulent chaos, the earth, wind, water, and fire are gushing out, and the thunder of chaos is raging. Daluo Jinxian must move forward cautiously.
And in the deepest part of the chaos, a majestic palace rose and fell, exuding a mysterious aura, as if it existed from ancient times.
It is the Hongjun Dojo - Zixiao Palace!
In the endless gray chaos, a cloud of rays of light flashed across and fell in front of the palace door, revealing the figures of Di Jun and Tai Yi.
After glancing at the chaos behind them, the four of them strode into the hall without hesitation.
In the empty hall, there were only three figures sitting on the futon in the front, none other than Sanqing.
Seeing that Nuwa and Fuxi hadn't arrived yet, the four emperors and Jun were standing aside, closing their eyes and concentrating.
Outside the palace gate, figures came one after another. As the number of people continued to increase, the hall still seemed extremely empty.
Finally, Di Jun and Taiyi, who had closed their eyes, opened their eyes. A figure slowly came from the distance, it was Nuwa.
The two of them looked behind him and immediately frowned, but there was no trace of Fuxi.
Di Jun and Taiyi looked at each other with doubts between their brows.
Looking at Nuwa who was sitting directly on the futon, the two demon emperors did not speak, but their expressions were very bad.
The three lectures of Zixiao Palace are the most important. In addition to killing the three corpses, there is also the key to becoming a saint. How could Fuxi be absent.
No matter what Nuwa chooses, Fuxi is the Emperor Xi of the Demon Court, and they must intervene.
Di Jun, with a sullen face, glanced outside Zixiao Palace.
Besides Fuxi, he is also waiting for another figure, the demon master Kunpeng.
This guy is famous for his speed. There is no reason why he didn't show up so late.
When the time expired and the gate of Zixiao Palace was about to close, three figures were seen hurriedly squeezing in. They were Jie Yin, Zhunti, and the demon master Kunpeng.
"Phew! Fortunately I caught up!"
Zhunti let out a heavy breath and glanced at the closed palace door behind him with strange eyes.
"Junior brother! Hurry up and take a seat!" Jie Yin greeted and was already sitting on the fifth futon.
The demon master Kun Peng, who had entered the Zixiao Palace, was standing at the entrance of the palace, as if he was deliberately avoiding Emperor Jun Taiyi.
At this moment, outside Zixiao Palace, a figure came in panic from the chaos. When he saw that the door of Zixiao Palace was tightly closed, he screamed in pain and stamped his feet repeatedly.
On Buzhou Mountain, Tian Yuan Youyou, who was meditating, opened his eyes and looked at the rumbling Tianzhu above his head, with a smile on his face.
Since the task of dredging the earth veins was given to Hou Tu, the speed of unblocking the branch veins has been much faster. In just a thousand years, ten branches have been purified again.
Tianyuan naturally knew Hou Tu's method, gathering many Wu clans into one branch, and dredging and purifying them one by one.
Tian Yuan had not thought of such methods, but if there were any missing strange stones, it would still require a large number of wizards to search for them, which would also hinder efficiency.
But Houtu was different. She seemed to be able to easily find the strange stones missing in the earth's veins. This must be the ancestral witch's abnormal sense of miscellaneous stones.
These discoveries undoubtedly strengthened Tianyuan's decision.
From now on, all work related to the earth veins should be left to Hou Tu.
"It seems that it won't take long to completely purify one hundred and eight branches." Tian Yuan whispered softly, with expectation in his eyes.
After all the branches are unblocked, he will definitely break into the Hunyuan Golden Immortal.
Feeling the increasingly turbulent law coming from beneath his body, Tianyuan calmed down and concentrated on meditation.
In the Pangu Temple at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, blood was pouring into the sky. Thick blood mist filled the entire temple and spread towards the valley.
A pair of red eyes flashed, and a violent aura surged.
The repeated power from Tianzhu made the ancestral wizards even more violent.
Every time Buzhou Mountain's power surges, it means that Tianyuan's strength has been enhanced. This makes them anxious.
Xuan Ming's deep voice sounded: "Brother! We can't sit still anymore!"
Tianyuan had captured so many witch clans, and Houtu was helping them. Without the heart of God Father in the blood pool, their cultivation could not compare with Tianyuan.
If it continues like this, they may all be captured by Tian Yuan.
Seeing that Di Jiang didn't respond, Zhu Rong beside him also shouted in a deep voice. "Brother!"
Tianyuan had taken away so many of their ancestral witches, and even if he knocked down Mount Buzhou, he still couldn't help the other side.
There was still no response in the blood mist. Just when several people were shocked and confused, the void suddenly shook slightly.
Before Xuan Ming and others could take a closer look, a powerful force rose up, accompanied by rich blood essence.
Pure and pure, it surged out with violent power, filling the entire Pangu Temple, and flowing towards the blood pool.
"What kind of blood power is this?" Xuan Ming exclaimed, his eyes full of shock.
The power of this bloodline is much inferior to that of the Father God, but it still belongs to the Chaos Demon God.
Zhu Rong and the others beside them all swallowed heavily, secretly shocked in their hearts.
Di Jiang's stalwart body walked out of the void. "This is the creation of our Wu Clan. The Wu Clan is the only Pangu Sect in the ancient world!"
The indifferent words were accompanied by a wave of waves far higher than Daluo Jinxian's.
"Brother! You have made a breakthrough!"
"Brother! Have you entered the Hunyuan Golden Immortal?"
There were exclamations one after another, and Xuan Ming and the others rushed up, their eyes full of excitement.
They are the Pangu sect, and they also practice the laws of God the Father. After Da Luo, they are the Hunyuan Golden Immortals.
Now, the eldest brother has finally taken that step!
The Wu clan still has a future, and they still have a chance to take back everything that belongs to them.
Di Jiang, who was covered in blood red, shouted excitedly: "Not bad! You should seize the time to absorb it and break into the Hunyuan Golden Immortal as soon as possible. You will definitely make that stone man look good!"
Seeing the continuous flow of essence and blood behind Di Jiang, Zhu Rong and others were excited and quickly calmed down and meditated.
Strength, strength, only strong strength can crush the stone man in Buzhou Mountain.
Xuan Ming looked behind Di Jiang and could vaguely see huge broken bodies.
They were lined up in the void, all dilapidated, but without exception, they all exuded a simple and vast atmosphere.
After taking a closer look, the figures slowly faded away, and only the rich energy and blood emerged.
Xuan Ming just pondered for a while and then got lost in the power that hit him.
Opening her mouth to swallow, surging blood and blood surged through her body, and the strength of her physical body increased rapidly.
(End of chapter)