Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

Although the younger generation of the Three-headed Demonic Dragon Clan didn't have much favorable impressions of Ling Feng, the "prince", the clan leader and other clan elders all respected Ling Feng. No matter how unwilling they were, they had no right to speak.

Ling Feng slowly stood up from the throne and gestured to the clan elders to get down flat. He was shocked by the powerful aura.

The so-called centipede insect is dead but not stiff. Although these three main lines of the demon dragon tribe have moved to the northern demon territory, even though they are just some side branches that remain, there are actually so many demon king level powerhouses. Seriously fear!

"Uh-huh!" Ling Feng coughed lightly and looked down at the elders of the three-headed monster dragon tribe in the cave. He said calmly: "It's really rare for the elders of the branch clans to be so loyal to the main clan!"

Jin Zhulong blurted out quickly: "This subordinate never forgets his identity for a moment!"

"Very good!" Ling Feng nodded and said seriously: "After I return, I will convey the loyalty of the Zhulong Clan Leader to the Demon Emperor."

"Thank you Prince Long Fei!"

Jin Zhulong was overjoyed and had completely regarded Ling Feng as an envoy sent by the main lineage.

"Okay, now I'm going to talk about something serious." Ling Feng straightened his face, pretending to be very serious, and said slowly: "As far as I know, there is still half a month before Tianyao City. When the Ancestral Soul Awakening Ceremony is held!"

Jin Zhulong's pupils shrank slightly, "Prince Long Fei, what do you mean?"

"What I mean couldn't be more obvious." Ling Feng stood with his hands behind his hands and said calmly: "I want one of the quotas for the three-headed monster dragon clan!"

"This..." Jin Zhulong looked back at the golden horn, with a look of embarrassment on his face, but he still clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and said: "Since it is the request of Prince Long Fei, my subordinates naturally dare not disobey."

Jin Zhulong looked at Jin Jiao and said in a deep voice: "Jin Jiao, are you willing to use your quota..."

Before Jin Zhulong could finish speaking, Jin Jiao gritted his teeth and shouted, "I don't want to!"

"You!" Jin Zhulong's eyelids twitched, "Jinjiao, you are too presumptuous!"

"Clan leader, it's not that I'm too presumptuous! It's that this kid is too pushy!" Anger surged in Jin Jiao's eyes, "Why should the little benefits our branch line has been taken away by their main line? The three of us The First Demon Jiao Clan only has one quota, and I used my own strength to fight for it step by step, and he!"

Jinjiao pointed angrily at Ling Feng in front of the throne and yelled: "He just took away the only quota in our clan based on his so-called king beast bloodline and just one sentence. Why? I don't accept it! I don't accept it." !”

Jin Zhulong also gritted his teeth. Jin Jiao was indeed the most outstanding clan member of the three-headed monster dragon clan, and he was even the best heir to succeed the next clan leader in his mind.

However, Ling Feng is the main royal family!

If they offend Ling Feng and make him unhappy, their branch may never be able to return to the main line.

Maybe the younger generation of tribesmen don't understand this feeling, but they, the older generation of old guys, have never forgotten the glory in their own blood.

The bloodline of the three-headed demon dragon clan will never be willing to let other races dominate and bow their heads in this demon city!

"Stop talking!" Jin Zhulong looked gloomy and said word by word: "I am the leader of the clan, and I have the final say on who owns this place!"

"Hmph! You are the clan leader, you have the final say!"

Jinjiao glared at Ling Feng fiercely, flicked his sleeves, and left the cave angrily.

"Brother Golden Horn!"

In the cave, the younger generation of tribesmen all looked at Jin Jiao's leaving figure, and secretly hated the "Prince Long Fei" in their hearts.

"Brother Jinjiao..." Xiaomeng bit her lip, glared at her father angrily, gritted her teeth and said, "Father, you...how could you do this! You know how hard Brother Jinjiao worked for this spot. Practice?”

"Shut up!" Jin Zhulong clenched his fists, took a deep breath, turned around and looked at Ling Feng, put on a smile and said: "Prince Long Fei, this spot is yours now."

Ling Feng touched the bridge of his nose and was about to speak when he saw Xiao Meng rushing out from behind his father and yelling.

"I don't accept it!"

Xiaomeng stared at Ling Feng angrily, "He wants to take away the spot of Brother Jinjiao, and I will be the first to refuse!"

Seeing the little princess in the clan speak out, the other younger generation clan members all shouted angrily: "I don't accept it either!"

"Yes, Brother Jinjiao speaks by his strength. We are convinced. But why is this guy? He is just a demon general!"

"If you are capable, beat us all to the ground, beat Brother Jinjiao to the ground, and we will submit!"

In the clan leader's cave, the young three-headed monster dragon clan members were all filled with indignation and did not agree at all with the sudden appearance of Ling Feng, the "prince".

They don't care about the main and branch lines. The simplest principle is to respect the strong.

As for the clan elders, although some of them are warning their descendants not to cause trouble, there are also quite a few clan elders who still have some complaints about the main line abandoning them in the first place.

Now, suddenly, a prince from the main lineage comes and wants to take away their only quota for Ancestral Soul Awakening without saying a word. How can anything in the world be so cheap?

Therefore, they chose to remain silent. They wanted to see how powerful this prince from the main line was, and how powerful he was to be qualified to be the messenger of the main line.

"Nonsense! It's just nonsense!"

Jin Zhulong looked anxious, but the one who took the lead in making trouble was his daughter. Could it be possible that he could destroy his own daughter first?

"Okay." Ling Feng curled his lips, walked down the steps in front of the throne, walked step by step to Xiao Meng, and smiled lightly, "Strength is respected, even I should not break this rule ”

The next moment, he glanced at the juniors and said word by word: "Whoever is dissatisfied, if you beat me, the spot will still be yours!"

"hiss……"

In the cave, the younger generation of the three-headed monster dragon clan were stunned for a moment. What kind of prince is this? Is his head broken?

How could he, a demon general, challenge these demon commanders and demon kings?

This guy is too self-righteous!

"Prince Long Fei, you... why are you doing this?" Jin Zhulong said quickly: "You are of royal blood, with a body of ten thousand gold..."

"Chief Zhulong, there is no need to say more." Ling Feng said with a calm expression, "I am determined to get this spot!"

"Okay, this is what you said!"

Xiaomeng, the daughter of the clan leader, had her eyes bent into a crescent moon, and said with a smile, "I'm going to call Brother Jinjiao over right now. Hum, you're going to lose!"

With that said, Xiao Meng rushed out of the cave to find the most outstanding Golden Horn of the younger generation.

"Stop!" Jin Zhulong held his daughter down, and immediately winked at the clan elder who had brought Ling Feng before, coughed lightly, and said slowly: "Jin Mu clan elder, go and get Jin Mu. Come on, come on."

The Jin Mu man was so old that he could not understand the meaning of the clan leader. He immediately nodded and said slowly: "Okay, I will go find the boy right away, and please ask Prince Long Fei to wait for a moment."

After saying that, he unfolded his body and quickly walked out of the cave...