readx;? All the powerhouses are concentrated here, so how many War God Realm cultivators will there be? thousands, or hundreds?

"Then I don't know, there are still a few War Emperor Realms on this continent now?" After a moment, Lei Tianlong spoke in a deep voice. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info [Latest Chapter Reading]

Hearing this, the representatives of the other clans also had a different color in their eyes, and looked at the old man, quite nervous, after all, if there were only a few Battle Emperor Realms here, then for them, there was no need to worry too much! However, as long as there were one or two intermediate War Emperor Realms, they would be able to sweep away the many elite disciples of the various clans.

"Hehe!" the patriarch of the prison clan smiled, glanced at everyone in the hall with a deep look, and then said slowly: "Are you worried? I'm not afraid to tell you that this continent is becoming more and more unsuitable for cultivation, and now the existence of the War Emperor Realm of my human race is less than a palm!"

Less than five! Everyone breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, they were all elites of all races, although they were only high-level war gods, but many of them had stepped into the War Emperor Realm with one foot, and many of them were extremely powerful, able to rival the existence of the War Emperor Realm, if it was only five War Emperor Realm, they were confident that they could still be able to stop it.

The Prisoner Patriarch continued: "About 10,000 years ago, one day a lot of cultivators came in from the outside world, and after contact with them, we finally knew why we had such a fate! It turned out that they came from a demon clan sect called the Ten Thousand Beasts Palace, and their palace master, a saint-level existence, stripped away and sealed the place where we were alive and sealed it as their own back garden, and we became a imprisoned clan, so since then, we have called ourselves the Prisoner Clan!"

The representatives of all ethnic groups couldn't help but look at the man surnamed Zhong in the Ten Thousand Beasts Palace, and the man surnamed Zhong looked solemn and full of vigilance.

The patriarch of the prison clan just glanced at it lightly and continued: "Through contact, we also know that in order to make this back garden good, that saint has a large number of treasures and precious spiritual herbs hidden in it, as a place for the younger disciples to temper!"

"That time, we also sent a lot of clansmen to fight with the disciples of the Ten Thousand Beasts Palace, compete for treasures, and at the same time obtained a lot of information, and after the disciples of the Ten Thousand Beasts Palace left, our clan continued to send a steady stream of clansmen to search and explore the treasures, and after paying a great price, many of the precious treasures were found and moved to this valley!"

Everyone frowned, the tribes among them basically didn't find what their clan wanted, and they were really moved here, but in this way, it seems to be a bit troublesome to get their own items!

"Later, the predecessors of our clan thought of countless methods, but in the end, they found that no matter which method it was, it was impossible to bring all the human races here out of this land, so they gave up, narrowed down the goal, and let some cultivators leave instead, retaining the bloodline of our clan. We had already thought of countermeasures, and we thought that the Ten Thousand Beasts Palace would send people in again, always ready to achieve this goal!"

"I didn't expect that since then, there have been no outsiders, and this time is ten thousand years, so that my clan is about to forget about this matter, and I am also desperate!"

The man surnamed Zhong tightened his heart, his expression was solemn, and he looked at the patriarch of the prisoner clan with vigilance.

"This time there are so many people coming in, it is beyond the expectations of our clan, looking at your appearance, it seems that the Ten Thousand Beasts Palace is not as good as before, right?" the old patriarch smiled, "That's right, the original saint has long since fallen, and now it is estimated that no new saint has appeared, but other races have appeared, so I sent you in, right?"

Lei Tianlong snorted lightly and said disdainfully: "The patriarch guessed not entirely right, there are no saints in the Ten Thousand Beasts Palace, it is not as good as before, and our clans also have no saints, after the saints of the Ten Thousand Beasts Palace, there will be no saints in the world!"

The patriarch of the prison clan and the middle-aged man behind him looked shocked, and then their eyes darkened, "There are no saints?"

"Yes, there are no more saints in the world, if there are great changes today, it is no longer like ancient times or even ancient times, and saints can be bred!" Feng Qingye said in a deep voice.

After a long time, the patriarch of the prison clan looked up to the sky and sighed, "Sure enough, what the predecessors said is right, it is impossible for our clan to evacuate all of this place, and it is impossible for us to leave easily, if you want to go out, you must pay a price, and only a few people can leave!"

Hearing these words, the leaders of all ethnic groups were confused, and they didn't know what they meant!

Silver Tiger snorted coldly, took a step forward, and said, "The patriarch has said so much, but he still hasn't said what agreement he wants to reach with us, besides, what we only care about is, where are all those treasures here?"

To be honest, they are not interested in the history of the prisoners, what they want most is to get more treasures, especially the artifacts of their own clan!

The old patriarch looked calm, and said slowly: "I don't know the history of my clan, how can I guess what agreement I want to reach with you? Don't worry, I haven't finished talking yet!"

When Yinhu wanted to speak again, Feng Qingye said in a deep voice: "Brother Yin, don't worry, it's not too late to listen to the patriarch finish his words first!" Yinhu glanced at Feng Qingye, flicked his sleeves, snorted coldly, and stopped talking.

The old patriarch raised his head slightly, looked forward again, and said: "After the people of the Ten Thousand Beasts Palace left this place, about two thousand years later, the patriarch of our clan at that time suddenly became interested in the art of divination one day, and began to devote himself to research, and gained quite a lot. ”

The representatives of all the clans all concentrated on listening intently to the words of the patriarch of the prisoner clan, for fear of missing something.

"Is the statue in the square outside the patriarch who is proficient in divination?" Feng Qingye asked with a frown.

"That's good!" the old patriarch nodded slightly, "He told the clansmen that if they want to leave here, first, a saint-level powerful existence will use means to revoke our seals and share the same world with the outside world, and now that there are no saints in the world, this path is obviously impossible." ”

"The second method is to shatter this continent at the right time, so that the seal can be broken and return to the outside world!" the old patriarch said in a deep voice.

"Let the continent be shattered?" the crowd was shocked. If the continent is broken, the two races of demons and all kinds of creatures living in it will be greatly affected, and it is likely to be extinct!