Although the three demon Jiao clansmen of the younger generation did not have much affection for Ling Feng, the "prince", the patriarch and the clan elders were all respectful to Ling Feng, even if they were unwilling in their hearts, they had no right to speak.

Ling Feng slowly stood up from the throne and motioned to those clan elders to calm down, and he was shocked by the strong aura.

The so-called hundred-legged insects, dead but not stiff, although the main veins of these three demon Jiao clans have moved to the northern demon domain, although they are only some side branches left, there are so many demon king-level powerhouses, it is really terrifying!

"Uh-huh!" Coughing lightly, Ling Feng condescendingly looked at the clan elders of the three demon Jiao clans in the cave, and said lightly: "It's really rare that the clan elders of the branch veins can still be so loyal to the main line!"

Jin Candle Dragon hurriedly blurted out: "The subordinates have never forgotten their identity for a moment!"

"Very good!" Ling Feng nodded, and said with a serious expression: "After I go back, I will convey the loyalty of the Candle Dragon Patriarch to the Demon Emperor." ”

"Thank you, Prince Longfei!"

The Golden Candle Dragon was ecstatic, and had completely regarded Ling Feng as an envoy sent by the main lineage.

"Okay, I'm going to get down to business. Ling Feng straightened his face, pretending to be very serious, and said slowly: "As far as I know, there is still half a moon, which is the time when the Heavenly Demon City's Ancestral Soul Awakening Ceremony is held!, right?"

The Golden Candle Dragon's pupils shrank slightly, "Prince Longfei, what do you mean?"

"I couldn't have said that more obviously. Ling Feng stood with his hands in his hands and said lightly: "I want one of the three places of the Demon Jiao Clan!"

"This ......" The golden candle dragon glanced back at the golden horn, his face showed some embarrassment, but he still clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and said: "Since it is the request of Prince Longfei, his subordinates naturally dare not disobey." ”

The Golden Candle Dragon looked at the Golden Horn and said in a deep voice, "Golden Horn, are you willing to ...... your quota?"

Before the golden candle dragon could finish speaking, the golden horn gritted his teeth and shouted, "I don't want to!"

"You!" Golden Candle Dragon's eyelids jumped, "Golden Horn, you are too presumptuous!"

"Patriarch, it's not that I'm too presumptuous!, but this kid is too presumptuous!" The golden horn's eyes swelled with anger, "Why should the little benefit that our branch has to be taken away by their main line?"

The golden horn angrily pointed at Ling Feng in front of the throne and shouted: "He just relied on his so-called king beast bloodline, and with just one sentence, he took the only place in our clan, why? I don't accept it! I don't accept it!"

The Golden Candle Dragon also gritted his teeth, the Golden Horn was indeed the most outstanding clansman of the three Demon Jiao Clan's branches, and even the best heir to inherit the next patriarch in his mind.

However, Ling Feng is the royal family of the main vein!

If they offended Ling Feng and upset him, their branch would probably never be able to return to the main line.

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

The bloodline of the three demon Jiao clans is never willing to let other races dominate and bow down in this Heavenly Demon City!

"Don't say it again!" The golden candle dragon's face was gloomy, and he said word by word: "I am the patriarch, I have the final say on the ownership of this place!"

"Hmph, you're the patriarch, you have the final say!"

The golden horn glared at Ling Feng fiercely, flicked his sleeves, and left the cave angrily.

"Big Brother Golden Horn!"

In the cave, all the clansmen of the younger generation looked at the back of the golden horn leaving, and they already secretly hated the "Prince of Longfei" in their hearts.

"Big Brother Golden Horn......" Xiaomeng bit her lip, glared at her father angrily, gritted her teeth and said, "Father, you ...... How can you do this! Do you know how hard the Golden Horn Brother has worked to cultivate for this place?"

"Shut up!" The Golden Candle Dragon clenched his fists, took a deep breath, turned to look at Ling Feng, and said with a smiling face: "Prince Long Fei, this quota is yours now." ”

Ling Feng touched the bridge of his nose and was about to speak, but saw that Xiaomeng rushed out from behind his father and yelled.

"I'm not convinced!"

Xiao Meng stared at Ling Feng angrily, "He wants to take away the quota of the Golden Horn Big Brother, I will be the first to disagree!"

Seeing that the little princess in the clan had spoken, the other clansmen of the younger generation also roared angrily: "I don't accept it either!"

"Yes, Brother Golden Horn speaks by strength, we are convinced, but why is this guy?

"If you have the ability, knock us all down, beat the Golden Horn brother down, and we will obey!"

In the patriarch's cave, those young three demon Jiao clansmen were all filled with righteous indignation, and they didn't agree with Ling Feng, the "prince" who suddenly appeared.

They don't care what the main veins and branches are, and the strong are respected, which is the simplest truth.

As for those clan elders, although some of them are warning their children and grandchildren not to make trouble, there are also a considerable number of clan elders who still have some complaints about the main lineage abandoning them in the first place.

Now suddenly there is a prince of the main lineage, and without saying a word, he is going to take away their only ancestral soul awakening quota, how can there be such a cheap thing in the world?

Therefore, they chose to remain silent, they wanted to see how many catties and taels this prince from the main line had, and he was qualified to become the messenger of the main line.

"Nonsense!

Jin Zhulong looked anxious, but it was his daughter who took the lead in making trouble, could he still abolish his daughter first?

"Alright. Ling Feng pursed his lips, walked down the steps in front of the throne, walked up to Na Xiaomeng step by step, and smiled faintly, "Strength is respected, even I shouldn't break this rule." ”

The next moment, his gaze swept to those juniors, and said word by word: "Whoever is not convinced, win me, the quota is still yours!"

"Hiss......"

In the cave, the young generation of the three demon Jiao clans were stunned for a moment, what kind of prince is this, is his head broken?

With him as a demon general, provoke them to be handsome, demon king?

This guy is too self-righteous!

"Prince Longfei, you ...... Why are you doing this?" the golden candle dragon hurriedly said: "You are the blood of the royal family, the body of ten thousand gold......"

"Candle Dragon Patriarch, don't say much. Ling Feng's face was light, "This place, I am determined to win!"

"Okay, that's what you said!"

Xiao Meng, the daughter of the patriarch, bent her eyes into a crescent moon, and said with a smile: "I'm going to call Brother Golden Horn, hum, you're going to lose!"

With that, Xiaomeng rushed out of the cave to find the most outstanding golden horn of the young generation.

"You stop for me!" Jin Zhulong grabbed his daughter, and immediately glanced at the clan elder who brought Ling Feng before, coughed lightly, and said slowly: "Jin Mu clan elder, you go and call the golden horn." ”

The Jin Mu people were old and refined, so they didn't understand what the patriarch meant, so they immediately nodded and said slowly: "Okay, I'll go and find that kid, and ask Prince Long Fei to wait for a while." ”

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

(End of chapter)