Prehistoric: The understanding is beyond the heavens, and the leader of Tongtian is stunned

When Yang Jun set foot on that ancient and desolate land, he witnessed a series of appalling tragic scenes.

Those human tribes that were once full of vitality and daily hustle and bustle are now immersed in a dead silence, and blood stains that have condensed can be seen everywhere.

The ruins of the tribal buildings all reveal a deep despair. Yang Jun could almost hear the desperate cries of those human beings before they were destroyed. These sounds seemed to still be echoing in the air, filling his heart with unbearability.

For thousands of years, the human race has been thriving and showing great vitality, but now every tribe that Yang Jun has seen, without exception, has suffered ruthless slaughter.

Wherever the ferocious Lich clan went, all human beings felt chills in their hearts. Only death was waiting for them.

Although the human race has developed for thousands of years and many strong men have emerged, under the iron heel of the two Lich races, their resistance is only short-lived.

The entire ancient land seems to be shrouded in a thick layer of bloody air!

Seeing these situations, Yang Jun felt increasingly shocked and intolerable. Without any hesitation, he quickly rushed towards the human tribes that were praying to him.

"What a delicious blood food, your flowing blood fascinates me, hahaha!"Just as Yang Jun arrived in a hurry, a burst of mocking and cruel laughter rang in his ears.

He saw a group of monsters, exuding terrifying murderous aura, staring greedily at the defenseless people in front of them. Human race. Yang Jun's anger was completely ignited at this moment.

In this mysterious human tribe, some powerful members of the demon tribe stood not far away, with faint traces of blood remaining on the corners of their mouths, giving people a profound feeling. Shocking and disturbing.

The tribe itself is not large, with only more than a hundred residents, including the elderly, women and children. It is a typical small tribe with many generations living under one roof. In the center of the tribe stands a statue of Yang Jun. The bottom was littered with violently overturned offerings.

Under the surveillance of the demon tribe, the tribesmen were trembling, fear clearly reflected in their widened eyes. A shadow of death seemed to have spread over the entire tribe.

Although Panic filled everyone's heart, but the young and middle-aged men of the tribe stood up bravely, guarding the women, children, and children behind them, preparing to face this group of ferocious monsters. A young man's eyes were bloodshot, and he said excitedly He shouted:"You hateful monsters, God will not let go of your cruelty!"His voice revealed endless anger and despair.

After hearing this, the monsters burst into laughter, mocking the human race's inability to resist. The evil aura and bloodlust on their bodies became stronger and stronger.

The young man still had a glimmer of hope and firmly believed Vice-leader Yang Jun would hear their prayers and come to the rescue in time.

After hearing such words, the demon clan showed a trace of hesitation, but soon returned to their contemptuous demeanor, thinking how could Yang Jun be such a person. He would personally come for this small tribe.

Regardless of whether they believed it in their hearts or not, the demon clan decided to resolve this battle quickly.

Together they let out a thundering roar and released powerful power, making everyone's hearts rise to their throats..The huge claws were waving, as if they were going to raze all life to the ground. The tribesmen looked desperately at the rapidly approaching claws. At this critical moment, a dazzling golden light fell from the sky, accompanied by thunder. The roar shook the entire earth.

Under the reflection of the golden light, the originally powerful monsters seemed to have encountered their natural enemies, and turned into powder one after another, dissipating between the boundless heaven and earth.

This unexpected change made everyone Stunned, his heart was filled with shock and confusion.

As the golden light gradually dissipated, Yang Jun's figure appeared in front of everyone. His arrival made the people of the tribe stunned. They bowed down one after another, feeling surprised and grateful for his appearance.

Yang Jun looked at the kneeling crowd calmly, his voice was low, and his mood was complicated. He arrived here in time, but the same tragedy kept happening throughout the ancient land, and he could not rescue him in time every time. The battle between the two lich clans has already To the point where it cannot be easily calmed down

"Holy Father, please save us. The atrocities of the two Lich clans are really dehumanizing!"People kept pleading to Yang Jun with the excitement and painful tears of the rest of their lives.

Yang Jun knew their plight well and said that his trip was to solve the lich dispute. He would arrange a powerful formation to Temporarily protecting the safety of this tribe.

With the operation of mana, Yang Jun began to arrange a mysterious and powerful formation around the tribe.

The power of this formation is shocking. It combines attack and defense. Even if it reaches the gold Immortal-level experts cannot easily crack it.

Everyone expressed their deep gratitude to the Holy Father for his great kindness.

One by one, they knelt down and saluted to express their respect.

After completing these things, Yang Jun quietly looked in the eyes of everyone with tears of gratitude. Leave.

Although Yang Jun left, he did not stop observing the ancient land.

As he witnessed more and more scenes, Yang Jun’s mood became heavier.

He gradually realized that this battle between lich It was a disaster that had been destined by heaven, and he was powerless to change it.

Moreover, the cruelty of this disaster was far beyond Yang Jun's previous imagination.

Yang Jun's heart was filled with worries and contemplation, and deep in his heart, he made a decision Decisive.

Soon after, his black eyes flashed with a determined and cold light.

In the human tribes, there are many places where statues of Yang Jun are enshrined. Yang Jun relied on his weak connection with these statues to survive in the prehistoric times. Traveling quickly across the land

"Humble human beings, you can contribute to the great cause of our Wu clan. This is your supreme honor!"Members of the Witch Clan are carrying out brutal massacres in another human tribe.

The tribe is filled with cries and curses, and the tragic scene is heartbreaking.

The Witch Clan are like demons coming out of hell, chanting in their mouths A terrifying song of death.

As the blood and resentment continued to rise, these brutal shamans became more and more fanatical.

Although the humans resisted, their efforts had almost no results.

An old tribal elder knelt in front of Yang In front of the statue of Jun, with a desperate plea:"Holy Father, if you can hear our voices, please punish these demons!"

Yang Jun felt the elder's prayer and instantly appeared above the tribe.

He didn't say a word, his face was full of cold killing intent, and he launched a fierce attack on the Wu clan below.

Yang Jun's sudden appearance The witch clan panicked. They wanted to say something, but Yang Jun did not give them any chance.

Under his powerful magic power, the witch clan instantly turned into dust, and everything disappeared without a trace.

This The sudden change caused the entire human tribe to fall into a dead silence. They looked at Yang Jun in disbelief. The elder was the first person to recover. He bowed to Yang Jun excitedly:"Holy Father, is it really you? ? Yang Jun nodded slightly and responded:"

Yes, it's me.""