Chapter 17 Operation Great Witch
Tian Yuan returned to Buzhou Mountain, jumped up, and tried to escape towards the eastern land.
Before he set his eyes, he looked towards the northeast, where he felt a surging energy and blood.
Taiyi Golden Immortal Late Stage, this was the second Taiyi Golden Immortal Late Stage Witch Clan he encountered.
The other party searched back and forth at the foot of the mountain, sometimes stopping, sometimes looking strangely at Mount Buzhou.
After sweeping away many witch clans, a powerful witch clan appeared occasionally very early on, but they were also casually captured by Tian Yuan.
No matter in the tribe or by chance on the road, no one is his match.
The last Taiyi Jinxian late-stage witch tribe he encountered was the first tribe he swept away a hundred years ago.
I happened to be passing by at that time, and because the other party was pretty good, I picked him up casually.
Unexpectedly, a hundred years later, these Wu clan had already explored Mount Buzhou.
"The speed is really fast. It seems that they have already suspected me." Tianyuan muttered, feeling a little depressed.
According to the natural laws of the witch clan, many have the ability to communicate with spiritual beings. It was expected to find him, but I didn't expect it to be so fast.
Fortunately, I did not choose another direction for the witch clan, otherwise the ancestral witches would be attracted.
When he opened his mouth and spat out, billowing loess shot out, and the nine-day breath of soil was wrapped towards the opponent.
If Taiyi Golden Immortal reaches the perfect state, he might have a hand-to-hand fight, but the state is weaker than his, so there is no point in competing.
The Witch Clan who was probing around seemed to be aware of it. He raised his head and looked into the sky, his expression changed slightly, and he immediately turned into a streak of blood and fled into the distance.
Seeing the other party's movements, Tian Yuan just curled his lips.
Even if you use the magic power of the soul, you may not be able to escape, let alone a mere witch clan.
With a swish sound, the blood light faded away and was already wrapped in the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil.
Thousands of miles away, the figure has not moved, and has already captured the opponent with a flip of his hand.
Tian Yuan also somewhat understands why everyone in the prehistoric era is keen on powerful magic weapons.
In the same realm, there is a powerful magic weapon that is completely overwhelming.
The figure disappeared, Tian Yuan casually threw the witch clan into the earth, then stood up and fled towards the eastern land.
He wanted to capture more witch clansmen before attracting the attention of the ancestral witches.
It was more difficult to break into Daluo Jinxian than he thought. Since the last breakthrough, Tianyuan had accumulated six branches, but he didn't have the slightest sense of breakthrough.
With his current way of doing things, he could cover hundreds of thousands of miles in an instant, but the prehistoric land was really too big.
Along the way, he occasionally encountered powerful monsters, but Tian Yuan no longer had any interest in them.
Compared to the Witch Clan, the speed at which the Monster Clan clears and purifies the earth's veins is really too slow.
Of the fourteen branches currently purified, the demon clan only occupies two. Except for the one dredged by three thousand stone men, the rest are all done by the witch clan.
The Wu Clan has such miraculous effects, so how can Tian Yuan still be interested in catching any demon clan.
A few years later, a powerful force rolled in the air behind him, and along with the sound of rumbling thunder, another branch was opened.
"Daluo Jinxian is indeed a hurdle!" Tian Yuan, who was flying away from the earth, felt a little regretful.
The lecture in Zixiao Palace has just begun, and among the innate saints there is only Daluo Jinxian. If he can step into Daluo, things will be much easier.
In a swamp to the east, thunder flashed and a strong wind roared.
A huge body leapt down from the air and hit the mud heavily.
The strong man was hundreds of feet tall, with strong muscles all over his body, and two slender yellow snakes wrapped around his arms. While the messy hair was swaying, there were two petite yellow snakes sticking out from the earlobes, spitting out bright red letters.
With a yellow snake wrapped around his body, snakes hanging from his ears, and a burly figure, he is the famous shaman Kuafu of the Houtu tribe.
There was a rumbling sound, and the splashed soil spread all around like a circular ball. Kuafu, who was standing in the pit, reached out and grabbed it.
The entire swamp began to shake violently, sewage surged along with the sand, and a low roar sounded. "snort!"
Kuafu roared angrily and pulled out a huge figure with his big hand.
It was a strange snake, hundreds of feet long, with two heads, its whole body was red, and there were a pair of blood-colored flesh thorns on its back, but its aura was a little low at the moment.
The strange snake had its lifeline pinched by Kuafu and struggled hard, unable to escape at all. Its two heads begged for mercy: "Spare my life! Spare my life!"
Kuafu turned a deaf ear, grabbed the tail of the strange snake with his other hand, and then slammed it to the ground.
The loud noise made huge ravines in the continuous swamp. The strange snake whimpered for mercy at first, but then gradually became silent, and there was blood pouring from its mouth and nose.
Seeing that the monster in his palm was dead, Kuafu dragged it away towards the distant forest.
There, there are huge figures standing one after another, all of them are hundreds of feet tall, exuding overwhelming evil aura.
The four yellow snakes wrapped around the body swooped out and swooped towards the corpse dragged on the ground, licking the blood that flowed out.
Kuafu turned a blind eye and strode forward.
In the distance in the air, a figure flashed across, fleeing towards Kuafu.
Seeing the person coming, Kuafu laughed loudly and said: "The monster has been captured by me, no need for brothers to take action!"
The visitor has six arms, four eyes, one foot tall, and is wearing an animal skirt and animal skin. He is Houyi, another great shaman of the Houtu tribe.
Hou Yi fell in front of him and said solemnly: "Brother! There are differences among the tribes at the foot of Buzhou Mountain."
Kuafu, who was originally in a happy mood, was startled when he heard this, and roared: "But a big monster escaped to the rear?"
After the First Tribulation of the Long Han Dynasty, the Wu tribe began to move towards the prehistoric era. The tribe had long been centered on Buzhou Mountain and radiated in all directions.
Only in recent times, they have accelerated their pace and no longer cover their whereabouts.
The heart of dominating the ancient world is known to all races.
Along the way, they destroyed many ethnic groups, killed the big monsters, and kept the rest in captivity to make food or train their offspring.
Naturally, this made many great demons angry. Since they did not dare to confront the Witch Clan head-on, they had no choice but to stir things up in the rear. They would go to kill them from time to time, but the foot of Buzhou Mountain was the headquarters of the Witch Clan.
Could it be that those big monsters knew that the ancestral witch was not here, so they caused chaos at the foot of Buzhou Mountain?
Hou Yi shook his head, his expression still filled with confusion.
Seeing Hou Yi's weirdness, Kuafu dropped the strange snake and said in a deep voice: "Brother, tell me in detail!"
When Hou Tu Zuwu left, he left all the affairs of the tribe to them.
Hou Yi raised his head and told about the strange things happening at the foot of Buzhou Mountain. Kuafu frowned as he listened.
"Only the clan members above the Golden Immortal were captured, but the women and children were left alone?" Kuafu's face was solemn, and his eyes were full of confusion.
They like to eat monsters, and these monsters often kill witches, but they have never seen them so merciful.
"If something is strange, go back to Buzhou Mountain immediately to investigate!" Hou Yi nodded.
Even the shamans in the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm have disappeared, and only their great witches can solve this matter.
"Okay! I'm going now!"
After bidding farewell to Hou Yi, Kuafu picked up a wooden stick in the distance and ran towards Buzhou Mountain with a bang.
The four yellow snakes that were still licking on the ground twisted, and there was a glow in the distance.
Looking at Kuafu's retreating figure, Hou Yi murmured softly: "Is it related to the unusual movement in Buzhou Mountain?"
In the past few thousand years, Buzhou Mountain has shown its power from time to time. It seems that it is not that simple.
But once my brother is gone, everything will be settled!
(End of chapter)