"Back then, thanks to the protection of the Danshan clan, our clan was able to gain a foothold in the Great Xianbei Mountain and respect the great elders!"

In the main hall of the Danshan clan in Heilongling, the strong people of all ethnic groups pushed the cups and changed the lamps, and the plans were staggered, so it was not lively, and one of the strong men of the different races suddenly got up, buzzing like thunder, and shouted high in the wine jar.

"The Black Deer Patriarch is polite, everyone is rooted in Daxianbei Mountain, this is fate, and we should help each other!"

Song Pu stroked his beard and head, got up with a smile, and although he said this, he drank all the wine in his cup.

"Great Elder, massive!"

The Black Deer Patriarch poured a jar of wine, wiped his mouth fiercely, and sat down with a big grin.

Some people take the lead, and the rest of the people are not far behind, anyway, it is not strange to have many people, and the human race prefers this mouthful, and one by one the strong people of different races who follow the customs of the country, say words of admiration without pain, and toast to the elders of the Danshan clan such as Songpu again and again.

Songpu did not refuse, one by one, sometimes a few words, sometimes laughing and talking about the interesting things of the early years, with an old peasant-like black face, but everyone felt quite useful, and even the small clan was flattered, after all, this is a half-saint.

Moreover, in the Great Xianbei Mountain, it is extremely majestic, and it is the patriarch of the Danshan clan of the previous generation, and when it is over, even the East China Sea and the North Sea will send dragon envoys to send birthday gifts to show friendship.

Although some of them are for the sake of the temples, it is evident that a demi-saint has such a background, which shows that the weight is not light!

"Huh, what's going on?"

An alien pig-faced powerhouse finished toasting, and was about to sit down, when suddenly there was a faint snapping sound in his arms, the smell of wine flashed on his face, he stared at the beads of his eyes and reached out to find a bone jade plaque, looking at the extra cracks on it, the wine in his eyes instantly dissipated, and he frowned and said, "What the hell is this stinky boy doing, he will die in the holy land?"

"Haha, your son-in-law can't be stupid enough to jump into the mountain fog, right?

A strong man of the alien race who had something to deal with him, mocked.

"You ......"

The pig-faced powerhouse was very annoyed, and was about to argue with him, but suddenly saw the other party's smile stiffened, and he was stunned to find a piece of broken bone jade pendant, and laughed loudly, "Haha, you still ......."

But before he finished speaking, he couldn't laugh, because there was a faint cracking sound in his arms, and when he looked at it, his eyes were almost red.

This treasure is not something else, it is since the birth of the family group of children, refined with umbilical cord blood, the emperor personally shot, melted into it, and the function of the human soul lamp is the same, can be used to verify the life and death of the clan.

Originally, there was no need for such things on this trip, after all, there had never been death in the Holy Land, at most it was just a prostration, but as the patriarch, these things were kept by him personally, which was different from the habit of the human race placed in the ancestral hall.

"What's going on?"

Without waiting for them to come back to their senses, the sound of snapping was endless, and all kinds of unknown treasures similar to soul lamps were scattered and shattered, and the powerhouses of all races had long since lost the excitement and ease of participating in this matter before, from the initial shock, to dumbfounded, and then to angry.

But more than 100 soul treasures were damaged one after another, making them feel like they were mourning one by one, and they were even more angry and distressed.

Although it is not the most important elite child in the clan, it also costs a lot of money to cultivate, otherwise it would not have been brought here, which shows that its potential is extremely extraordinary, at least it is also the posture of an emperor.

But now, he died so inexplicably, and he was in the extremely arranged Danshan Holy Land.

In the past, this kind of thing has never been thought of, after all, there are records of all ethnic groups, among them the elderly, even the early participants.

"Great Elder?"

An old Danshan clan had an unusually ugly face.

According to the records of the clan many years ago, in addition to the first few uses, because of unfamiliarity, there have been a few small-scale casualties, at most three or five people, but now there are dozens, even hundreds.

Looking at this posture, it is still increasing, as if someone is deliberately slaughtering the elite children of all ethnic groups, no matter how you think about it, who has the ability and such courage, is not afraid that the entire Daxianbei Mountains will attack it?

"Wait!"

The corners of Song Pu's eyes twitched, and he slowly spit out a word.

But he is equal, those strong people of all races who died one by one elite children, but they don't want to wait, if it weren't for the death of the last big demon prince brother in the clan, he would have been unable to sit still for a long time, but now he also wants to know what the situation is.

"Great Elder, who dares to commit murder in the Holy Land?"

An alien powerhouse suppressed his anger and rushed upwards to ask.

Although the rest of the people didn't speak, their eyes all fell on Song Pu, and their meaning was self-evident.

"You all know that even our clan cannot find out the situation in the Holy Land, and only when the energy is exhausted, everyone will be squeezed out, and as for who is so bold, the old decay is not clear. Perhaps, maybe it's just an accident, everyone should be a little restless. ”

Song Pu didn't hurry or Xu Dao.

Everyone looked at each other, although they knew that this was just a shirk, but because of the power of the Danshan clan, they didn't dare to force it too much, so they had to wait hard, after all, there were no casualties now.

Smack!

A strong man of an alien race stared at the bone jade pendant in his hand that was not satisfied with the cracks, the vague soul power and divine consciousness fluctuations dispersed, his hands trembled slightly, and the copper bell ring's eyes were densely bloodshot, bulging outward, as if he was about to stare out.

It was the only son that he was proud of, but now it was broken, which only showed that his son had fallen.

In the same situation, there are several strong people of various races, and their faces are difficult to see.

"My son!"

Suddenly, there was a terrible roar, but I saw a strong man of the alien race with a deer's head, it was the black deer, his eyes were red, he was holding a broken fang, and his majestic body was as strong as a mountain, and he staggered and almost fell.

In the first row of seats, except for the great elder Song Pu, the rest of the Danshan clan elders could no longer sit still, rubbing their hands restlessly, their eyes dodging, and they were faintly worried.

This is the black deer, from the Lushan tribe, although it is under the Danshan clan, but its power is also a first-class force in the Great Xianbei Mountain, and his son is not weak among the people who came, even if he is not top-notch, but he is not weak, but he died like this.

It also means that in the eighteen bends of the mountain, the most elite children of all ethnic groups have suffered casualties!

"Great Elder, my son must not die in vain, the fierce beast must pay for it with blood!"

The black deer panted like a bull's road.

"Brother Black Deer, don't worry, you and I have always been good friends, Ling Lang fell inexplicably in the Holy Land, and this clan does have the responsibility to give you an explanation!"

Song Pu Zhengse expressed his stance and said with a slight sigh, "It's just that the Holy Land has been opened so far, unless the strength is exhausted, outsiders can't interfere, so please calm down, don't speculate, just wait for the people inside to come out, and everything will be revealed." ”

Everyone looked at each other, and they had to suppress their anxiety, but their hearts were extremely anxious, because they found that all the people who died were the elites of all tribes, including almost all the tribes that came here.

About two hours later, when the third wave of the massive number of life cards shattered, signaling that death had come again, the tribes began to get agitated again.

Although Song Pu suppressed this wave of riots for the same reason, fools could see that if they didn't give a reasonable explanation, the Danshan clan would be in big trouble this time.

In particular, none of the dead people were from the Danshan clan!

If it is provoked by someone with a heart, I am afraid that the excellent situation of the Danshan clan in Daxianbei Mountain will never return.

Even if the murderer is finally solved, it is easy to sow the seeds of hatred, after all, suspicion only needs one reason!

"Great Elder, we can't wait any longer, if we continue like this, the elites of the various clans will be lost this time, and I can't afford to wait!"

An elder Danshan said worriedly.

Several elders secretly exchanged ideas, but they couldn't come up with a charter, because there were already no less than dozens of strong people of various races who had good friends, and asked them what was going on, if they delayed any longer, I was afraid it would cause chaos.

"Great Elder, the old man remembers that in the early years, there was also chaos in the Holy Land, which almost caused a catastrophe, thanks to the Danshan Clan, regardless of the cost, forcibly closed the eighteen bends of the mountain in advance, so that the clans avoided losses!"

An old man with two horns on his head, like a goat, slowly got up and went straight to the end, "In this situation, if it drags on, the tribes really can't afford to lose the price of a generation of young elites!"

"Please also ask the Great Elder to interrupt the eighteen bends of the mountain for the sake of us and the Danshan clan!"

After finishing speaking, the old man leaned down.

"Please also ask the Great Elder to interrupt the eighteen bends of the mountain for the sake of us and the Danshan clan!"

Originally, most of the powerhouses of various ethnic groups who were watching saw more than a dozen big forces taking the lead, so they couldn't hold back anymore and leaned down to ask one after another.

"You ......"

Old Songpu's face turned black into the bottom of the pot, and the green tendons on the back of his right hand burst out, almost crushing the handrail, and said in a deep voice, "Do you know the consequences of closing the eighteen bends of the mountain?"

Everyone pretended to be deaf and dumb, pretending not to know, but in fact their hearts were clear.

The giant phantom that appeared in the sky above Daxianbei Mountain before was undoubtedly the legendary one, and the Wangwu Holy Land was originally the ancestral land of the people, and even if the Danshan clan occupied it for countless years, it still could not be fully mastered.

If you want to close without loss, you have to ask this person to help, but can people do it?

And those who really know the inside story are even more worried, because the Danshan clan obviously has a gambling contract with that person, even if they are willing to pay the price and forcibly close it themselves, but is that one willing to follow?

Perhaps, that one is waiting for Songpu to send him to the door.

Even if it is said that Wu Ming is slaughtering inside, someone has to believe it!

"Everyone, don't be impatient, wait for the old man to ask His Majesty Zhu Sheng!"

Thinking about it left and right, he couldn't think of anything, and he was like sitting on pins and needles, and finally couldn't resist the pressure and got up and left.

Everyone did not allow it, and no one dared to do anything to the Holy Monarch, as long as there was an acceptable result.

Several Danshan clan elders no longer have the high profile they had before, and they all stepped down to persuade them to drink, but several of their own elites died, where are they still in the mood to drink?

The atmosphere in the hall is embarrassing, and the warm atmosphere before is no longer seen!