Eight hundred and ninetieth chapters climb the stone steps
Boom!
The thunderous sound of drums and horns resounded throughout the Black Dragon Ridge, startling countless birds and animals, and fled in all directions. Hundreds of terrifying auras flashed away, overwhelming thousands of miles away, and the clouds and mist swept away, revealing a clear sky.
"The back mountain is the Wangwu Panshan Road, the ancestral land of our clan. It has its own gravity space. It is a supreme treasure place for tempering the body and sharpening the will. Some of you are local forces in the Xianbei Mountains. I must have heard of it, and some are here for the first time.
, if you don’t know the situation, you can check the jade slips in your hands, which introduce in detail the various dangers on the winding mountain road. If you feel that you can’t support it, you still have the opportunity to withdraw.”
In the huge stone hall, Song Pu was at the top, and everyone in the high-level hall looked as genial as ever with his dark old face, but was quite serious.
"What the clan elder said is absolutely true, but we are deeply protected by the Danshanshan clan and given this opportunity. If we don't seize it, we will be very sorry for the kindness of our superiors and the high expectations of our elders. How can we retreat due to difficulties?
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"Brother Luren is right. For thousands of years, without the protection of the Danshan clan, how could we have survived in the extremely dangerous Daxianbei Mountains? Even if there is some danger in it, it is my son's life, and I can't blame anyone."
"If I quit now, wouldn't it be a joke to outsiders?"
Seeing the weird and powerful men of all races in the hall shouting together, patting their chests as if to show their loyalty, and interspersed with one or two strange words, pointing fingers and cursing Sophora trees, Wu Ming finally understood why the mountain giants were unable to get hold of their ancestral treasure.
After many years of inheritance, not to mention that the Danshan clan has long regarded Wangwu as their ancestral home. Even in the Daxianbei Mountains, they can use this rare treasure to transform the secret realm and share it with other clans, let alone the Danshan clan, even if they are willing.
, it also depends on whether they agree or not.
Not to mention, the subsequent relationships involved are really too great.
As far as the temples are concerned, the Daxianbei Mountain is a natural barrier between the Eastern Song Dynasty and the Northern Jin Dynasty, and it is also the dividing line between the North Sea and the East China Sea. Its strategic significance is so important that you can even think about it with your knees.
As we all know, the Danshan clan is a human force that the temples attach great importance to. It is derived from the servitor tribes that worshiped foreign races in ancient times. While they are naturally friendly to the human race, if they can use this to win over the forces in the Xianbei Mountains, they will naturally be able to
When the Northern Jin Dynasty went to war with the Eastern Song Dynasty, it played a significant role.
The hustle and bustle in the world is all for benefit, and the hustle and bustle in the world is all for benefit!
If there is no profit, who is willing to work in vain?
The outsider among them is Wu Ming, of course. They don't care who owns the Wangwu ancestral land. Anyway, the Danshan clan will hold up the sky if it falls. Now if someone wants to poach this piece of fat alive, he is everyone's enemy.
No one dares to show any hostility to Shan Lao, but Wu Ming is different. You are obviously an upright human race, but you help foreign races and rebel in your own nest. If not you, who should you target?
"Okay, since everyone has no objections, let's call all the sons and daughters to gather in the back mountain!"
Song Pu's expression showed no change, he didn't even look at Wu Ming, and he didn't make any specific statement. However, the attitude of the Danshan clan had been clearly expressed and had the acquiescence of the close forces in the Xianbei Mountains. This was enough.
Immediately, dozens of emperors, and even two or three alien semi-saints, walked out of the hall and summoned their sons through various secret techniques.
Whoosh!
Not long after, thousands of strong aliens with powerful auras, at least the level of Great Demon King or Grandmaster, arrived one after another and gathered behind their elders.
Looking around, a cursory glance showed that even the top forces such as Baekje, Gaogou, and Rakshasa had sent out several elites. In addition to the direct forces under their command, almost half of the forces from various departments, large and small, came.
Of course, there are many losers among them, but it can also be seen how strong the connections of the Danshan clan are!
Only Wu Ming was alone with Mopan, his tall and thick aura was hidden, but no one dared to call out, because after Shan Lao ignored the cost, almost plundered the seedlings, and destroyed Mopan's possible future martial arts, he had already
It is truly the pinnacle of the emperor and the mountain giant.
That year in Feihu Valley, the mindless mountain giant spirit slaughtered its peers as if they were nothing. Of course, it was because he was once a semi-saint. However, as a descendant of the sky demon giant spirit, the mountain giant spirit itself had extraordinary abilities.
level combat strength.
It can be said that even if the Mopan at this time cannot defeat ordinary semi-saints, it can definitely save his life. This is a combat power that no one can ignore.
Under the leadership of Song Pu, everyone came to the back mountain. Most of the young and powerful people from all races involved in this matter looked around curiously, searching for the Eighteen Bends of Wangwu, which were highly praised by their elders.
As far as the eye can see, the back mountain is a desolate canyon with nothing surprising. People who are willing to use their spiritual consciousness without believing in evil still get nothing.
His consciousness was as powerful as Wu Ming's, and he frowned slightly. Wherever he looked, there was no change. With his clear eyesight, he could not see anything. Only the Giant Spirit Mountain Seal on his right wrist was beating warmly, as if
There is something inside that attracts me.
"I feel an extremely close will calling me!"
Mopan suddenly covered his heart, making a buzzing sound like thunder.
"It's probably the breath of the giant spirit ancestor left in the royal house!"
Wu Ming nodded slightly and ignored Song Pu and others whose expressions changed slightly not far away.
No matter how many years the Danshan clan has occupied the royal house, even if they have the support of the holy temples, without the blood of giant spirits, they will never be able to truly occupy the royal house and treasure mountain.
The most obvious thing is that even if the Danshan clan today wants to open the secret realm of Wangwu's ancestral land, they must rely on external forces.
"Take the mountain!"
Song Pu raised his crutch high and slammed it towards the ground.
Amidst the loud rumbling and roaring, the mountain walls in the canyon shook, and thousands of ragged alien slaves poured out. All of them were tied with thick ropes, struggling to drag a rope covered with mysterious runes.
of chains.
"Hmph, such a traitor is still alive?"
"Staying alive here is an advantage for them!"
"Thanks to the kindness of the Danshan clan, if I were in my own clan, I would have stripped him of his skin and stuffed it into grass, showing his head to others as a warning to others!"
The strong men of all races saw many of their own race. Instead of being angry, they looked cold and stern. What's more, they cursed and resented again and again.
Obviously, over the years, various tribes have fought against each other and changed power. Due to various reasons, many losers have been sent to the Danshan tribe to become slaves.
Firstly, it is to make good friends, secondly, it is to exchange for a place to enter the royal family's ancestral land, and thirdly, it is to frighten the restless people in the clan.
Wu Ming looked closely and found that the auras of these alien slaves were not weak. Each of them was at least an innate or a king, and there were even some great demon kings.
The iron fetters rattled, and the thick chains were dragged by thousands of alien slaves, but extremely slowly, as if they were pulling a big mountain from behind. Six teams of thousands of alien slaves almost exhausted their efforts, but they moved forward like a snail.
OK.
Snap!
At this moment, a crisp sonic boom sounded in the air, and a middle-aged Danshan tribesman was seen wielding a long whip and hitting the back of a foreign slave in the air. The skin and flesh were immediately torn open, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and the screams resounded throughout the valley.
"He deserves it. If it weren't for some use, I would have used his head to pay tribute to my clan members!"
A young man with two horns on his head, most of whom were no different from human beings, shouted fiercely.
"Inject your own blood into the chain. If anyone dares to cheat, you will know the consequences!"
The middle-aged man shouted coldly, then whipped him again, whipping a foreign slave until he screamed miserably.
Although some of the powerful men from various tribes present could not bear to show off, they all hid themselves very well. After all, most of these slaves were enemies of this tribe, or were casual warriors who broke into the Xianbei Mountains in search of treasures.
No matter what kind of person they are, they are all enemies of all races, and any sympathy is a waste.
Wu Ming looked at it with disgust, but he had to keep looking at it, not because he felt pity, but because he was a little disdainful of the Danshan clan's way of showing their strength.
As for slaves, all races have them. The Beijin barbarians are a hundred times crueler to human slaves. If they were pitiful and useful, there wouldn't be so many tragedies in the world!
Buzz!
Under the whipping of the middle-aged Danshan tribesmen, thousands of slaves were unwilling to give up, but they had to send their true energy or blood into the iron chain regardless of the cost, making the runes on it seem to come alive.
It was wandering around like a tadpole, buzzing and exploding.
Buzz!
As a result, the iron chain pulled faster, and the two mountain walls on the left and right moved suddenly, rising up one after another like double shadows. Under the shocked gaze of everyone, a majestic and heavy aura shone on them.
"This is……"
Wu Ming's pupils shrank, and he instinctively felt that the Giant Spirit Mountain Seal was a little hotter.
"Holy place!"
Mopan roared sadly, and his majestic body suddenly fell to his knees.
Fortunately, everyone was attracted by the vision at this time, and no one noticed it. Even Song Pu, who was in charge of this important event, only took a glance and focused all his attention on the canyon.
As the mountain wall moves, the double images gather and overlap, forming a series of looming stone steps. If you don't look carefully, you can't be sure that they are stone steps. They are really too big, each level is hundreds of feet high.
, as if reaching straight to the nine heavens, endless and high, with no end in sight.
Even the tallest alien race cannot move at will, let alone the human race.
Moreover, the stone steps look extremely simple and simple, and they seem to be miraculous creations, crafted by heaven and earth. They are originally made of huge stones and are not carved day after tomorrow.
"Everyone, if you don't climb the ladder to heaven now, when will you wait?"
Song Pu raised his crutch high and shouted.
"Here!"
Amidst the roar of the mountains and the tsunami, thousands of strong men of all races flew up, crossed the heads of countless foreign slaves in the canyon, and flew straight towards the looming stone steps of the ladder to heaven.
Surprisingly, most of the powerful men from all races covered Wu Ming and Mopan like a funnel, blocking the way for the two of them.
"snort!"
Mopan's eyes flashed with anger, he shouted angrily in a low voice, a terrifying aura surged around his body, and he was about to rush forward.
"Don't waste your energy in vain!"
Wu Ming said calmly.
This kind of situation has been anticipated for a long time. It is nothing more than being targeted. Once inside, it still depends on each person's methods.
Mopan lost his strength and protected Wu Ming at the end of the team, slowly approaching the entrance.
Seeing this, Song Pu's white eyebrows trembled imperceptibly, and his lips moved, but no words came out. Many strong men from various tribes secretly exchanged cryptic glances. (To be continued)