At this time, the incomparably majestic figure of the Pangu Great God was getting bigger and bigger, the sky was rising, the earth was sinking, until an unyielding will resounded in Yang Jian's soul in the dark, and a faint voice came:

"Come on, kid!"

"Come to me!"

"I'll be waiting for you in the Ancestral Witch Palace!"

......

This voice seemed to come from an extremely distant place, full of the vicissitudes of time, Yang Jian's heart was shocked after hearing it, and he woke up from that indomitable will.

Looking at his surroundings again, unconsciously, he had already carried this 40,000 catties of bluestone and walked a long way, and he didn't know what was going on, he actually felt that the bluestone in his hand was not heavy at all!

"Could it be the reason for the indomitable will of the Pangu Great God just now?"

Yang Jian thought for a long time, and could only attribute all the reasons to the miraculous realization just now, and this also strengthened his affirmation of his own Dao.

Perhaps this is the reason why the Pangu Great God left the Nine Turns Xuangong in the underworld.

At this time, Yang Jian, in the spirit of testing the limit of his ability, began to look for heavier bluestones around, 50,000 jin and 60,000 jin...... It wasn't until he felt a little struggling to lift about 70,000 catties of bluestone that he had a clear understanding of his limit.

"Well, it looks like you can lift 80,000 tons with all your strength!"

Yang Jian was extremely satisfied with this, and the confidence in his heart also increased a lot, after all, if he encountered some danger at this time, he could at least swing the three-pointed two-edged knife, which was an acquired treasure.

Just as he pondered whether to march in the direction that called him, the whole earth suddenly shook violently.

In the blink of an eye, some humanoid creatures dressed in animal skins and holding various types of weapons in their hands suddenly burst out of the grass and surrounded him.

These humanoid creatures are all two or three meters tall, with hideous faces and powerful bodies, giving people an extremely terrifying feeling.

"Could this be the Witch Clan?"

Thinking of some of the legends he had seen before, coupled with the fact that these guys were like Pangu gods who had shrunk hundreds of millions of times, Yang Jian had a faint realization in his heart.

But......

"His grandmother's, one, two, three...... That's a lot, isn't it?"

Yang Jian looked at these witch clans who were staring at him with an unkind face, and secretly prepared to do it, he could feel that these guys were not good.

"Terran, I didn't expect that one day I would be able to see these disgusting Terrans in this cage!"

At this time, a tall Wu clan among the six Wu clans who was suspected to be the leader looked at Yang Jian's gaze and gradually turned red.

Yang Jian's heart tightened, and before he could speak, a thin Wu clan next to the leader of the Wu clan hurriedly said: "Chief, please calm your anger! Although the human race is hateful, don't we feel the breath of the ancestral witch in this human race......?

"No if!" the self-proclaimed leader of the witch stomped on the ground, and the earth trembled, "You have remembered for me that our ancestral witch has died in battle! This human must have obtained the blood of our ancestral witch in some evil way, and we must kill him to prevent the blood of the ancestral witch from being disgraced!"

"Kill him! Kill him!"

"Kill the Terran villain!"

"Kill the Heavenly Dao lackey!"

......

Seeing that the compatriots around him were already angry, the slender witch clan who had persuaded him opened his mouth, and finally sighed helplessly.

"Boy, dare to desecrate the bloodline of our ancestors, die!"

At this time, the leader of Wu Hate suddenly rushed towards Yang Jian with a loud roar, and his thick iron fist fell straight down with a violent momentum.

"Humph!"

Yang Jian didn't panic because he had already prepared, he took a slight breath, he condensed seven layers of qi on his right hand, and waved a palm at the same time.

"Stupid Terran!"

Seeing Yang Jian's small body swinging his fist at himself without his own strength, Wu Hate had a cruel smile on his face, as if he saw the picture of this little human doll being beaten into meat sauce by himself.

However, as one person and one witch, one big and one small, two fists slammed together, the witch's smiling face suddenly froze, his body first stiffened, and then a ripple swept along his arm across his entire body, as if he was in a hurricane at the moment, and in an instant he flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

Even more terrifying, there was a crackling sound of bones shattering in the air.

With a "boom", Wu Hatezu's three- or four-meter-tall body fell heavily to the ground and remained motionless.

The air was dead silent.

All the Wu clans, including the guy who persuaded Wu Hate not to act rashly, all grew their mouths in disbelief, and they didn't react for a long time.

It's no wonder they are so shocked, for the Wu Clan, although it is not the absolute size and strength that is too strong, but the Human Race has always been weak in their cognition!

But now......

The fact that a small Terran child could stun the leader of their tribe with a single punch is ......

At this time, the rest of the Wu clan reacted, and they all roared angrily and rushed towards Yang Jian, although they knew that they might not be the opponent of this terrifying Terran child, but ......

Their witch clan will never bow their heads!

Including the thin Wu clan who had persuaded him before, they all desperately waved their fists at Yang Jian, however, after Yang Jian was surprised for a while by punching the leader with one punch, his confidence increased greatly, and he simply let go of his hands and feet.

As a result, it can be imagined that in less than a minute, except for the thin guy who didn't faint because Yang Jian deliberately released the water, the other Wu clans were all knocked out by him.

"What do you want to do? I tell you, don't get anything out of my mouth, we witches will die ......."

"Are you a witch clan?" Yang Jian looked at him with a strange expression on his face without waiting for the other party to make bold remarks.

"You...... I'm not a witch, am I still a human race!"

Although this guy said with great momentum, Yang Jian still saw the panic and weakness in his eyes.

Yang Jian stared at him carefully for a while, his scalp was numb, and he was annoyed and angry: "What do you see, believe it or not, I will shoot you to death!"

"Hehe!" Yang Jian ignored the other party's "cruel words", looked at it as if he thought of something, and suddenly said: "No wonder I feel that you look so much like a human race, you are probably a hybrid of the Wu clan and the human race, right?"

"How do you know!?" The Wu clan's face changed greatly, and the whole person looked at Yang Jian in horror.

"Obviously, okay!" Yang Jian rolled his eyes, "Think about it, the Wu clan next to you is tall and has an ugly face, and only you look like a human, and the size is about the same as our adult race, do you think I won't think of it?"