The ancient holy mountain exuded bursts of immortal energy, and Hongda's will was transmitted from the holy mountain, but in an instant, it spread throughout the entire snake tribe. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Within the Snake People tribe, thousands of clansmen knelt on the ground with a fanatical expression, with a look of sincere awe in their eyes. That holy mountain is the holy place in the hearts of the snake people, and it is their spiritual pillar. There, there is the ancestor of the snake people.

After countless years of vicissitudes, no matter what the situation is, countless races have been extinct in the long river of years, but the snake people have still multiplied.

And all of this is thanks to this holy mountain, as well as the ancestors of the snake people in the holy mountain. It was they who sheltered the snake people to multiply, they made the snake people not become extinct in the long river of time, and they were the ones who made humans dare not easily enter this place and wantonly capture the snake people of the snake people.

"Whoosh~" Several figures rose into the air and went straight to the holy mountain. These figures exuded extremely powerful fluctuations, which were not inferior to the original Xuan Yin Elders.

Unexpectedly, in this tribe of the snake people, there were actually several monks in the Yuanying realm!

If the snake people leave this mountain range and appear in Qingshui Country, even the Qingyun Sect, which has the support of mysterious forces behind them, will not be their opponents.

However, now these monks of the Yuanying Realm came to the foot of this holy mountain, but they knelt on one knee and looked at the top of the holy mountain with respectful expressions.

A white light fell from the top of the sacred mountain and landed in the hands of a middle-aged man at the head. The white light turned into a scroll, and the middle-aged man carefully put the scroll away, and then quickly left with a few others.

On the holy mountain, the immortal qi gradually disappeared, and the Hongda will that enveloped the entire snake tribe also slowly returned to the holy mountain.

Within the snake people, countless snake people slowly stood up from the ground, looking at the holy mountain that had returned to peace, and there was still a strong sense of awe and fanaticism in their eyes.

In the snake tribe, in a golden hall, many snake people gathered together, and above the first place in the main hall, there was a person, who was the middle-aged man who received the scroll before.

He is the current patriarch of the snake people, and apart from the existence of the Holy Mountain, he is the first person who deserves to be. His name is Mo Feng.

And below him, there are several other monks of the Snake Human Clan's Yuanying Realm.

In addition to these Yuanying monks, there are more than a dozen people. These dozen or so people all have white beards and hair, look very old, and are also wearing white robes.

"I think you also know that today the ancestors woke up and passed down the will. The land that our snake human race has guarded for thousands of years will be opened in the near future, and the things that we have guarded for generations will also be born. Mo Feng calmly glanced at the people in the hall and said slowly.

"The scroll handed down by my ancestor was left by our ancestor back then, and he mentioned in the scroll that once the place we have guarded for generations is opened, it will inevitably cause a bloody storm. And I, the snake people, will also be implicated. Speaking of this, Mo Feng's expression became a little heavy.

"Patriarch, did you mention it in the scroll, how can our clan avoid this calamity?" Mo Feng's lower head, a snake human clan powerhouse in the Yuanying realm asked.

When Mo Feng heard this, he didn't speak, but shook his head a little heavily.

Seeing this, the hall suddenly fell silent, and the faces gradually became solemn, and a depressing atmosphere shrouded the hall.

"High Priest, I'm afraid I'm going to have to bother you this time. In any case, we must find a way out for our people. This catastrophe threatens the life and death of our race. Mo Feng looked at a white-robed old man below and said.

Among the dozen or so white-robed old men, the first old man kept his expression calm, sitting there, closing his eyes and recuperating. Hearing Mo Feng's words at this time, he slowly opened his eyes.

"It is related to the life and death of our clan, and the old decay will definitely spare no effort. The high priest spoke, and slowly stood up, and straightened his robe, and with a wave of his robe, a astrolabe flew out of his robe and hovered in the hall.

With both hands pinching, one finger pointed to the astrolabe, and on the astrolabe, a faint white light suddenly flashed, and among the white rays, runes flickered.

The High Priest stared intently at the runes on the astrolabe, his expression gradually becoming solemn. Time passed slowly, and everyone stared at the high priest with nervous expressions. The future of the snake people is pinned on the high priest at this moment.

The astrolabe slowly rotated, faster and faster, but the high priest's face became more and more solemn, and fine beads of sweat gradually oozed from his forehead.

"Gentlemen, please help me!" the high priest suddenly shouted, and a powerful aura burst out from his body, and the powerful force submerged into the astrolabe, making it rotate even faster, and the runes on the astrolabe gradually became clearer.

Hearing the high priest's shout, behind him, the bodies of the more than a dozen white-robed priests jumped, each standing in a specific position, forming a formation, their hands sealed, and suddenly a spiritual light was injected into the astrolabe.

The astrolabe turned, and there was a faint sound of friction with the air. Everyone stared at the spinning astrolabe with solemn expressions, and their eyes were full of nervousness.

"Click!" Suddenly, there was a soft sound.

Immediately after that, a roaring sound sounded in the hall, and the astrolabe was shattered!

"Poof!" Countless Dao suddenly vomited blood and flew out, slamming into the surrounding walls, his face turned pale in an instant, and the aura on his body became extremely weak.

"Boom!" The shattered astrolabe fell to the ground, Mo Feng and the others trembled slightly, looking at the shattered astrolabe, their hearts suddenly sank to the bottom.

In the center of the main hall, the high priest stood there quietly, a faint smile on his face. Seeing this, everyone who was originally heavy in their hearts suddenly had a glimmer of hope in their hearts. Mo Feng and the others hurriedly walked to the High Priest's side and asked, "High Priest, is there any hope that our clan will avoid this calamity?"

"Our clan still has a glimmer of life, this glimmer of life, in one person, as long as this person is found, our clan will not have any hope of survival. The high priest spoke.

"Where is this man now? I will send for him at once. Mo Feng said a little anxiously.

"Don't force everything, everything is according to fate, if you force it, I'm afraid this line of life will be cut off. The High Priest said.

Suddenly, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the high priest's face instantly turned pale, and his body fell straight back.

"High Priest!" Everyone was shocked, Mo Feng hurriedly supported the high priest, stretched out his hand to probe the high priest's snort, and shook his head with a sigh. (To be continued.) )