Chapter 15 Heading to Buzhou
"Demon Ancestor..."

Huang Long looked at the white tiger below, whose dirty blood was constantly flowing. The white tiger had long lost the Gengjin energy, but was instead filled with evil spirits, resentment, and those wronged souls.

It’s a pity that the reincarnation has not yet come out.

After death, the souls of living beings will either be shattered immediately, or they will remain where they are and become earthbound spirits, wronged spirits, etc.

Huang Long casually waved his purifying spiritual light to disperse the evil spirits and resentment. Soon he raised his eyebrows and waved his hand, and a black light appeared on the corpse.

It is as black as ink and filled with murderous aura.

"What is this?"

With the evil Taoist fruit protecting him, Huang Long was not afraid of the evil spirit on the beads. With a roll of his soul, he soon saw a small magic circle inside the beads.

It is constantly absorbing the evil spirit, resentment and other negative forces from the surrounding area.

"This guy said he was walking as Rahu? Could he be collecting evil spirits?"

Huang Long looked at the beads in his hand and crushed the evil spirit inside. He used the law of purification to dispel it all. This kind of blood evil born from the body of a living creature was considered a relatively low-level evil spirit.

It just means it is more convenient to obtain materials.

Just from the action of collecting evil spirits, it seems that the decisive battle between Luohou and Hongjun is about to begin.

"These two guys..."

Huang Long's mind was racing. It seemed that it was time to go and take a look. The two were both at the level of Hunyuan Jinxian, so it would be difficult for him to intervene. However, he could still absorb their Dao rhyme and form Dao fruit.

It has the Xuanyuan Water Controlling Flag and the Hongmeng Measuring Ruler.

If the situation does not look good, you can leave quickly.

"Between two points, a straight line is the shortest. It's a good opportunity to go to Buzhou Mountain. Buzhou Mountain is now full of mysteries. Compared to the past, the Pangu Dao rhyme is extremely strong.

If I can absorb its Dao rhyme and form Pangu Dao fruit..."

Huang Long thought of this.

Not going to Mount Buzhou in the prehistoric times is like not going to the square when going to the capital in your previous life, or like eating meat without adding garlic - it is tasteless and not complete at all.

He immediately took control of the refined Hongmeng Measuring Ruler and used his magical power of "Zhichi" to travel through the dimensions of time and space, flying towards the central part of the prehistoric world.

……

The wild west.

Among the numerous ancestral veins of the earth in the west and above the ancestral vein of Mount Xumi, infinite spaces overlap to form an infinite number of small worlds.

In the center of this world, there is a being sitting cross-legged with eyes closed, serious face, and wearing a black robe. He is sitting cross-legged on a black lotus. If you count carefully, there are twelve black lotuses.

A long spear emitting an infinitely fierce aura was floating in front of him. The spear body was as black as ink, with extremely scarlet air currents flowing spontaneously around it. The tip of the spear was shining coldly, as if it could pierce through the endless void with ease.

The endless black air currents around it were like dragon-shaped air currents constantly sinking into the body of this existence.

This is one of the powerful men in the ancient times today, entrenched in Mount Xumi, the ancestor of the devil.

Rahu.

Luohu suddenly opened his eyes, and there was endless killing in his eyes, as if all souls were falling. In an instant, the time and space of the entire small world seemed to have stagnated.

"Someone is walking dead!"

Luohou frowned slightly. Those who traveled all over the prehistoric world for him, collecting evil spirits to improve their cultivation, were at least Taiyi Golden Immortals during the period of retreat of the three tribes.

He was considered a strong man, but he died.

Luohou was calculating in his mind, and soon his brows frowned even more, because he couldn't calculate anyone, as if he had died suddenly while walking.

"Conceal the secrets of heaven and cover up cause and effect?" Luohu's mind moved through many people, but only a few had this ability.

Endless mana continued to surge out, and he continued to deduce with the dead walker as the cause and effect line. In the end, he only deduced that the walker died in the east.

"East?"

Luohou was thinking that the only people in the East who could kill him alive and in such a covert way were the ancestors Kunwu and Five Elements, whom he had met before.

"Forget it. I am just a walking statue. The key now is to perfect the Zhuxian Sword Formation. When the time comes, I will defeat Hongjun, become Hunyuan Daluo, and unify the entire prehistoric world..."

Luohou did not continue to waste his time on thinking, but just called people over.

"Demon Ancestor." A being with endless evil spirit and demonic energy surging all over his body entered this world and saluted respectfully.

"Go to the east and find out why the people walking over there died. If it is related to the Primordial Golden Immortal, don't act rashly!"

"Yes!"

……

Buzhou Mountain is the pillar of heaven and earth transformed from Pangu's spine, and has existed since the dawn of time.

It is also the first sacred mountain in the prehistoric world, with infinite pillars. This huge pillar can be vaguely seen everywhere in the prehistoric world. One only needs to respond to its true name with one's mind to find guidance.

As the pillar of heaven that supports the world, Buzhou Mountain is vast and boundless, with boundless vertical and horizontal directions, as many strange peaks and steep mountains as a cow's hair, and cliffs as vast as the sea.

The sea of ​​clouds in the mountains is vast, the innate spiritual energy atomizes into liquid, and the purple glow lingers all day long.

Countless Yao flowers and exotic grasses are in brilliant purples and reds, and the fairy embryos of magical medicines stand tall, vying with each other for their beauty.

At this moment, at the foot of the mountain, a white spiritual light fell and revealed Huang Long's figure. However, Huang Long's condition was not very good, and his Taoist clothes were slightly torn.

The evil spirit was still on his body and his face was angry.

He looked at the towering Buzhou Mountain, but did not rush to climb up. Instead, he adjusted his breath. Soon, his magic power flowed, and the evil spirit around Huang Long disappeared, and his clothes returned to normal.

He exhaled, "Karma is really hard to bear, natural disasters and man-made disasters continue one after another. If it weren't for the Hongmeng Measuring Ruler, the number of people I have killed during this period of time...

Some of the karma that was just eliminated has returned.”

Huang Long was somewhat helpless. He understood that the 'three major karma households' in the prehistoric world needed to stay in one place and not go out because of the existence of karma.

If a person with heavy karma were to travel through the ancient world, it would be very easy for him to be involved in various causes and effects.

Along the way, he encountered many enemies, from True Immortals to Taiyi Golden Immortals, who were constantly fighting with him.

If there was no Hongmeng Measuring Ruler, Huang Longdu would have no choice but to escape. If he was killed, he would only add to his karma.

This is just a man-made disaster.

Natural disasters also continue, such as encountering space turbulence when traveling through space nodes, destructive thunder brought by broken small worlds, poor mountains and bad waters, innate miasma, and so on.

Even the wind and rain transformed from the Nine Netherworld True Water and the Nine Heavens Strong Wind, which are extremely rare in the ancient times.

Really, if Huang Long wasn’t so strong and hadn’t had the help of magical treasures, he might not even have been able to reach Mount Buzhou.

But it's okay as long as we get there.

Huang Long looked at Mount Buzhou, which seemed to have no end when he looked up from the foot of the mountain.

“The reason Gonggong was able to crash into Buzhou Mountain was probably because Buzhou Mountain had existed for too long, and most of Pangu’s Dao rhyme had disappeared, in addition to his own Pangu bloodline.

But we can only say that the child is really a bone-transforming dragon. The existence that claims to be the authentic Pangu finally knocked down Mount Buzhou..."

(End of this chapter)