Zongling Hall, this is the highest authority of the Tiger Clan.
Different from the Council of Elders, the Council of Elders is only responsible for daily operations, personnel management and other chores of the Tiger Clan. Only the thirteen Zonglings of the Zongling Palace truly hold the highest power of the Tiger Clan. To be precise, the thirteen Zonglings,
They control the life, death, honor and disgrace of any clan member - except for those ancestors who cannot cultivate in seclusion and are older than the clan leaders.
The simple and solemn Zongling Hall is guarded by three majestic and tall peaks. Between the three peaks, which are nearly 10,000 meters high, is a round stone platform that is arched thousands of meters high. The whole body of the Zongling Hall is cast entirely with gray-black metal.
The completed hall stands in the middle of this stone platform with a diameter of more than 10,000 meters.
The square hall is completely gray and black. After countless years of wind and rain, the surface of the hall is still shiny. The length and width of the hall, which is only twenty meters high, is more than a thousand meters, which makes the whole body carved with ancient totem patterns.
The main hall seemed particularly depressing and dull.
Nearly a thousand strong men with physiques thicker than barbarians, with shaved heads, and heavy armors on their bodies were lined up outside the hall without moving a word, carrying sledgehammers and axes on their backs.
His breath was hot and violent, and every breath was like the breath of a giant dragon. However, the breath of thousands of people actually set off a dull strong wind in the square in front of the hall.
When Lin Qi and others walked onto the square in front of the Zongling Hall, these big men just blew out a stream of breath from their nostrils uniformly, so the bodies of Lin Haiyuan and others beside Lin Qi swayed at the same time, and were almost knocked off by the strong wind.
Lin Qi also felt the huge pressure contained in this strong wind, which was almost equivalent to the pressure brought to him by a sword energy struck by a high-level demigod swordsman.
Suddenly there were countless magic patterns rolling in the air around the square, and there was a chaotic "bang, click" sound. Large pieces of magic patterns were crushed by the strong wind, and the strong wind that was enough to level the surrounding mountains in an instant also suddenly dissipated and turned into a
Roads of hot air spread in all directions.
Then these big men of the Tiger Clan who were guarding the Zongling Hall inhaled at the same time, and the air around the square was suddenly sucked clean. Lin Qi felt that his eyes went dark and he could no longer see anything. This was not Lin Qi's illusion.
, but when these terrifying strong men breathed, all the magic elements in the square, including the light elements, were swallowed up by them.
There was no light around. How could Lin Qi see anything with his naked eyes?
"Not bad! These warriors are a bit interesting!" The Doomsday Apocalypse Palace muttered in a low voice: "The second stage?"
Osmanthus Tree's voice was full of surprise: "Yes, the second stage. It's very shocking to see such elite warriors in such a place and at such a time! They don't seem to have been guided very correctly.
They relied on brute force and actually broke through to the second stage!"
Long Ya sighed in a low voice: "A freak-level bloodline. I'm very curious, which bloodline does this family inherit? In my information, the adults with the surname of 'Lin', it seems, it seems
...Well, is it him?"
Osmanthus Tree and the others fell into silence at the same time, and then laughed at the same time as if they suddenly realized something, and then they stopped making any sound. Lin Qi's face was a little distorted. These ancient monsters who always like to show off their knowledge did not know that this was the case.
Will it make Lin Qi very aggrieved and depressed?
While the guards in front of the Zongling Hall were hesitating, Lin Qi and others walked to the front of the Zongling Hall with difficulty.
Lin Haiyuan nodded to the guards carelessly: "Have the other sect orders arrived?"
A few big men standing in front of the main entrance of the Zongling Hall, with auras as hot as fire on their bodies. If you use your mental power to scan their bodies, you can see a small sun surging and rolling somewhere. They nodded and quietly got out of the way.
the road.
Lin Haiyuan sneered, glared at Lin Qi fiercely, and then walked into the gate of Zongling Hall, which was shaped like a huge tiger's mouth, with his head held high. Lin Qi shrugged his shoulders and tossed his hands casually.
With the giant dragon crystal core on it, he slowly followed Lin Zhentian and others into the Zongling Hall.
Just now at Lin Zhentian's place, Lin Haiyuan was greedy for the dragon crystal core that Lin Qi took out, and immediately raised the matter of Lin Qi beating the elders of the clan to a level that was related to the life and death of the Tiger clan. So he insisted on convening a clan meeting to discuss how to punish him.
Lin Qi’s problem.
As soon as the word "Zongling Conference" came out, Lin Zhentian and others were immediately speechless. Although they were among the thirteen elders responsible for daily affairs in the Council of Elders, the Zongling Palace was the highest authority of the Tiger Clan. They usually
They don't care about anything and don't speak out, but once they appear, all members of the tiger clan must obey orders.
So Lin Haiyuan sent a signal to summon the Zonglings to the Zongling Hall for a meeting, and Lin Zhentian and the others could only come here with Lin Qi.
Behind the thick metal gate, there is a huge hall that is only twenty meters high and a thousand meters long and wide. There are no pillars in this hall, with a gray-black floor, a gray-black ceiling, and a gray-black
The walls are all gray and black. This makes the people standing in Zongling Hall look particularly small and feel extremely depressed.
Moreover, the air here is filled with a kind of heart-stopping power, and Lin Qi's soul power is suppressed to a certain extent here. If Lin Qi's soul had not reached the level of a lower-level god, ordinary people would be here.
It is impossible to use any spiritual power at all.
The group of people walked forward slowly. The lights in Zongling Hall were dim, except for a few candlelights flickering in the distance facing the main entrance of the hall.
Lin Qi and others walked slowly to the swaying candlelight. Several ancient bronze candlesticks and several thumb-thick candles were emitting a faint light. In addition to Lin Haiyuan, there were twelve old people sitting cross-legged.
On the stone pier made of jade. Lin Haiyuan raised his head slightly, strode to the stone pier on the far left, and sat down cross-legged with his head held high and his chest high.
Lin Qi carefully looked at the old people in front of him. In addition to the members of the Lin Hu clan, there are twelve other clans. In this way, the entire Tiger clan has thirteen clans, that is, each of them has
The clan chiefs, when they gather together, are the Zongling Council, the highest authority body of the Tiger clan. They have the supreme power of ruling over any clan member.
The Zongling Association never interferes in the daily affairs of the family. They will only appear when they are worshiping ancestors, worshiping heaven, or when a clan member violates the rules and regulations set by various ancestors. For example, Lin Qi beat Lin Bule and was suspected of killing
If Lin Buhuan died, if the Law Enforcement Hall could deal with Lin Qi, then Lin Qi would also be dealt with.
But now that Lin Zhentian and the others are protecting them, and three great elders are protecting a young man at the same time, even a sect order like Lin Haiyuan cannot suppress the three great elders with the power of one person, so they can only convene a sect order meeting and use the sect order to
The authority of the Council will rule on this matter.
The thirteen sects sitting in front of Lin Qi now, except for Lin Haiyuan, who is as big as a Titan, the other twelve old people are all strangely shaped, and their physiques are very different from ordinary people.
They are either as skinny as wood, but their skin shines with crystal stones; or they are short and stocky like dwarves, but there are faint dragon scales looming under the skin; there is even an old man whose face is as white as paper, but his whole body is constantly exuding a faint cold air.
, under his feet, there is a circle of magic ring with a diameter of no more than a mile, but it is divided into seventy-two layers, and each layer is extremely precise and exquisite.
Only the old man sitting in the middle didn't look much different from ordinary people.
He is about 2.10 meters tall, with a bald head, bare chest and abdomen, and his upper body is densely covered with hideous scars that look like sculptures. The muscles all over his body are as knotted as the roots of an old tree, and there are countless fine lines on his skin.
The veins were throbbing, and his whole body was filled with terrifying explosive power.
When Lin Qi saw this old man, he felt like he was seeing a giant volcano that could erupt at any time. It seemed that with just one thought, he could destroy the world in front of him in an instant. Even the other twelve sect commanders also exuded the energy of letting go.
The terrible pressure that suffocates people, but this old man gave Lin Qi the strongest sense of oppression.
Even Lin Qi's keen and powerful soul instinctively noticed that the person sitting in the middle should be the ancestor of the sect of the sect. His strength is enough to completely crush the combined efforts of the other twelve sects.
.In other words, even if Lin Haiyuan joins forces with other Zonglings, it is impossible for him to be the opponent of this Zongling ancestor.
Taking a deep look at the simple-faced Zongling ancestor, Lin Qi followed Lin Zhentian's example and solemnly knelt down and saluted all the Zonglings.
"Lin Haiyuan, what matter is worthy of your summoning us to discuss?" The ancestor of Zongling in the middle looked at Lin Qi deeply, then scratched his bare forehead and said lightly: "You are not
I don’t know, my little son hasn’t been weaned yet, and I’ve been busy catching a one-horned thunder devil killer whale to be his wet nurse these days, so I don’t have time to chirp with you.”
When Lin Qi heard what the ancestor of the sect said, he almost spit out his blood.
Your old Gui Geng? You are at least an old monster of more than 10,000 years, right? Your old little son has not been weaned yet?
Especially, what are you talking about? Catch a one-horned thunder devil killer whale, one of the top creatures in the deep sea food chain, to be a wet nurse? Ordinary heavenly warriors may become too violent after taking the milk of a super-level monster.
If the force collapses and damages the meridians, aren't you afraid that your newborn son will be stretched to the point of exploding and die?
Lin Haiyuan breathed out a heavy breath and sneered at the ancestor of the clan: "Lin Jiuya, don't tell me that you don't know the good thing Lin Qi did yesterday! He did it in front of many clan members.
, seriously injuring an elder of the clan, this has violated the family’s prohibitions!”
Lin Jiuya, the contemporary head of the Tiger Clan’s sect and the leader of the Tiger Clan’s thirteen sects, scratched his forehead and laughed ‘hehehe’: “Isn’t it just Lin Bule who was electrocuted?
Is it medium rare? No one died, so what are you doing with such a big fanfare?" (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)