Prehistoric: Senior Brother Xuanmen

Chapter 153 Don't even try to escape (please subscribe)
In the afternoon, the sun was scorching hot.

The sun star is like a golden ball of light hanging high above the nine heavens.

Suddenly, another round of golden sun crossed the sky and stopped over the field of Shouhua.

The big sun swells and reveals its true form, but it is a luxurious Luanjia, pulled by six dragons and nine elephants, surrounded by many golden armored demon gods and heavenly soldiers and generals.

Inside Luanjia, Jinwu's second prince Zhong Lang frowned, looked at the sixth prince Lu Jun and said, "Lao Liu, didn't you say that elder brother is here, where is he?"

Lu Jun also frowned, and let out her spiritual thoughts to carefully inspect the entire Shouhua Field.

Suddenly, his face darkened slightly, "Something happened."

As he said that, he had already left Luanjia, turned into a golden light and shot towards a big river in the distance.

The princes in Luanjia were stunned for a moment, then they came to their senses and followed them one after another.

A group of people caught up with Lu Jun, only to find him standing by the river, his head bowed in thought.

At his feet lay a mangled corpse, scattered with fragments of silver armor.

This is a dead general!

Everyone was shocked, and bad guesses appeared in their minds.

Lu Jun frowned, stretched out her hand and waved lightly.

Images were immediately reflected on the river in front of him—a few heavenly generals were hiding in the water with the unconscious Golden Crow Prince, and suddenly a hill fell into the river from outside the screen, killing two heavenly generals on the spot, and the remaining Xia Tianjiang hurriedly took the eldest prince Jinwu to escape.

Immediately afterwards, several burly men with rough descriptions walked to the river, pinched the general to death like chickens, and then strode away with the eldest prince Jinwu...

"It's broken! Big Brother has fallen into the hands of the Wu Clan!"

Second Prince Zhong Lang exclaimed in surprise.

Like a lead wire, his words instantly ignited the anxiety and worry in everyone's hearts.

"How can this be good?"

"Brother fell into the hands of those barbarian witches, and there will be no survivors!"

"What are you waiting for, let's go save Big Brother!"

"Yes, let's go save Big Brother!"

……

Amidst the clamor, all the Golden Crow princes wanted to set off to save people.

"Wait!"

Lu Jun shouted: "Are you going to die like this?"

"What do you mean, old six?"

Second Prince Zhong Lang shouted in a deep voice: "Don't you want to save Eldest Brother? We know that you secretly want to compete with Eldest Brother, but now that Eldest Brother is killed, we brothers should work together to rescue Eldest Brother first!"

"Rescue must be saved!"

Lu Jun said sternly: "But the most urgent thing right now is to send someone back to the Heavenly Court to ask for help. If we meet a great witch, I'm afraid we will all be trapped in the lower realm, so we must ask for help first!"

The second prince's face was slightly relaxed, and he nodded and said: "Lao Liu is right, I will send out the sound transmission jade slips, and then let a few heavenly generals go to heaven to ask for help, so as to prevent the sound transmission jade slips from being intercepted."

"it is good!"

Several Golden Crow princes nodded one after another, quickly sacrificed the sound transmission jade slip, and sent the heavenly generals to return to the heaven for help.

After finishing all this, Lu Jun said solemnly: "Our main purpose of this trip is to save people, we need to be careful, don't leak your breath, and leave immediately after rescuing eldest brother, don't make too much trouble!"

Several Jinwu princes nodded in unison, "We all listen to you!"

Lu Jun waved his hand, and led a group of people to quickly walk in the direction where the Wu tribe fighters disappeared.

After they left, a young Taoist with a simple and honest face appeared, looking thoughtfully at the direction in which the Golden Crow princes left.

"Prince Jinwu is here, this is going to be a big mess... Could it be that this is also planned by the elder brother? The elder brother is really powerful!"

……

Thousands of miles east of the Field of Shouhua, there is a hill rich in Taiyi fine gold, called the Wanren Mountains.

Thousands of Wu people from Houtubu live here all the year round.

Their main task here is to mine Taiyi fine gold.

After these extremely hard ores are mined, they will be sent to the Zhu Rong Department, and those Wu people in the Zhu Rong Department who can control the power of flames will cast them into sharp weapons.

There are [-] big tribes in the Wu Clan. In addition to their strong physique, the Wu Clan members of each tribe can also borrow the power of ancestral witches through the technique of witchcraft.

But each Wu tribe can only believe in one ancestor witch, and can only borrow the power of one ancestor witch.

It is because of this characteristic that the twelve great tribes are formed.

Because each tribe believes in different ancestral witches, disputes often arise between tribes.

The most typical ones are the Zhurong Ministry and the Gonggong Ministry.

The two tribes have been at odds with each other for a long time, but when facing a common enemy, they can still abandon their prejudices and join hands to meet the enemy.

In contrast, Houtube is the most popular among the twelve tribes.

They can control the power of the earth, and provide food, shelter, weapons and other necessities continuously for the entire Wu clan on weekdays; in battle, the warriors of Houtubu can always use the power of the earth to form protective barriers, or pass Traveling through the leylines, suddenly appearing behind the enemy...

To some extent, the Houtu tribe is also the most powerful among the twelve tribes of the Wu tribe in terms of strength.

Of course, the witches are all warlike.

Other tribes are less willing to acknowledge this fact.

Lu Jun and the others searched for traces all the way, and came to an open valley in the Wanren Mountains. They carefully released their spiritual thoughts to investigate, and found that the Wu clan here was not as powerful as imagined.

After that, they also found the trace of Bo Yu.

At this moment, the Golden Crow Prince is being imprisoned in the altar dedicated to the ancestral witches, his mana has been sealed, and there are many warriors of the Wu clan guarding him.

"Fortunately, these witches didn't attack right away."

Seeing that what he was most worried about did not happen, Jinwu Second Prince Zhong Lang breathed a sigh of relief.

"Second brother, don't be too happy."

Lu Jun frowned and said: "These barbarians didn't do anything, it just means that they know the identity of the eldest brother, maybe they have already reported to the ancestor witch at this moment... We have to rescue the elder brother immediately, we can't wait for reinforcements!"

"That's right! The Sixth Brother is right!"

Zhong Lang nodded again and again, and said loudly: "Brothers, follow me! Kill all the barbarians and save Big Brother!"

As he spoke, he rushed into the valley at the head of the horse, revealing the real body of the three-legged Golden Crow, surrounded by the blazing real fire of the sun, instantly turning the entire valley into a sea of ​​flames...

This idiot, can't you be a little quieter!
Lu Jun frowned, seeing that the brothers beside him had rushed into the valley, so he had no choice but to follow.

As they expected, the Wu people in the valley were not strong, and none of the barbarians could pass a move under their hands.

By the time Lu Jun rushed into the altar to rescue Bo Yu, the entire valley had turned into lava and scorched earth.

There are not one out of ten of the thousands of Wu people living here.

However, these Wu Clan people are also really brave, even if their strength is weak, they still rely on their strong physique to fight bloody battles with the Golden Crow princes.

Some warriors of the Wu tribe borrowed power from the ancestor witches, and used their supernatural powers to transform themselves into giants with a height of one hundred thousand feet. Even though their bodies were scorched into charcoal by the real fire of the sun, they still did not retreat half a step.

The Golden Crow princes didn't expect these barbarians to be so difficult to deal with, and they were also jealous.

When Lu Jun rescued Bo Xuan and yelled for them to leave, the Golden Crow princes ignored them and vowed to drive out all the witches in the valley.

At this moment, a tall figure suddenly appeared in the valley, holding a mahogany staff, and headed towards the nearest Second Prince Jinwu.

Zhong Lang didn't care about it at first, he stirred up the real fire of the sun around him, and wanted to incinerate the opponent's mahogany stick.

Just in the next moment, that mahogany staff suddenly swelled thousands of times, sweeping towards it like an ancient sacred mountain.

Zhong Lang couldn't dodge in time, he was directly smashed into coughing blood, and fell into the lava like a meteor.

"Big witch!"

Lu Jun exclaimed, and the surrounding Golden Crow princes were also taken aback, their eyes involuntarily showing a look of fear.

The power of the great witches of the witch tribe is recognized in the prehistoric world. Although they were unable to kill three corpses to prove the quasi-sages due to their innate inadequacies, their terrifying power was rarely rivaled by the quasi-sages.

Once on the battlefield, the great witch Jiufeng even fought alone with the Iron Demon Saint for three days and three nights without seeing any decline, and finally retreated completely under the siege of ten demon clan Da Luo Jinxian...

It can be said that the great witch of the witch clan is definitely not something that ten Taiyi golden immortals can compete with.

With one blow, the second prince of Jinwu was sent flying, and the visitor had time to glance around.

After seeing half of the Wu warriors in the valley dead or injured, the anger in the great witch's eyes accumulated visibly with the naked eye.

The surviving warriors of the Wu tribe, as if they had seen the backbone, exclaimed in surprise, "Master Kuafu, you are back! If it's later, we'll all be dead!"

The big witch Kuafu waved the peach stick in his hand, looked at the golden crow princes in the air and shouted: "You little chickens dare to slaughter my tribe, don't even try to escape today!"

(End of this chapter)