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The first thousand seven hundred and ninety-ninth chapters attitude

One stone stirs up a thousand waves.

Ao Wujiang didn't even have an opening statement. He got straight to the point as soon as he spoke, causing a brief silence in the venue.

After a while, the rising and falling sounds gradually spread.

"What do you mean, Chief Ao, we actually want to form an alliance with the Xuantian Realm?"

"The Xuantian Realm has been relying on our demon clan for protection over the years. Otherwise, they would have perished long ago. What qualifications do they have!"

"As for that group of people, except for the descendant of the Immortal God King named Kong, what else do the rest of them count in the eyes of my powerful demon clan?"

"..."

Ao Wujiang's face was extremely ugly. He secretly looked at Zhong Zihao, but saw that the latter's face was calm and unruffled. He couldn't help but secretly admire his Qi-nurturing skills.

It is not difficult to see from the discussions among high-level officials that most people know nothing about this matter.

But obviously, big clans such as the Fox Clan and the Sirius Clan have heard some rumors. At this time, they remained silent, but the expressions on their faces were not good-looking.

However, their eyes were surprisingly consistent, and they all turned to look at Bi Ye, Feng Ji, Jialou Baijue and others.

Needless to say, everyone naturally wants to see what the opinions of these big clans who have a decisive position in the ancient underworld are. In other words, if the Feng clan and the Xuanwu clan agree, no matter how much they object, it will have no effect.

On the contrary, the eyes of all the juniors froze, and they all had expressions of disbelief, as if they did not want to believe that those words came from the mouth of the dignified leader of the Dragon Clan.

Only Feng Qi's beautiful eyes shone brightly, and her pretty eyes quickly passed over Zhong Zihao and Long Chen, and finally landed on Feng Ji next to her. However, no matter what, she could not see any information from the other person's face.

As expected, under the expectations of the senior leaders of the various tribes, Bi Ye, the leader of the White Tiger tribe, stood up slowly and sneered:

"Honestly, the leader of this clan would like to know, Ao Wujiang, what exactly do you think? How can the Xuantian Realm be compared with us?"

"Brother Bi, please bear with me. I will give you the details..."

Ao Wujiang had a grimace on his face, but before he could finish his words, he heard Jialou Baijue snort coldly: "Ao Wujiang, I don't care whether you are old and confused, but if this is the only reason why we are summoned today,

I advise you all to disperse."

"Jialou Baijue, you..."

"What are you doing? If you ignore the interests of the demon clan and insist on having your own way, I won't mind immediately launching the Peng clan's men to slaughter all of that Xuantian realm!"

Jialou Baijue was indeed domineering. He made a decision without even asking the Feng and Xuanwu tribes for their opinions. He waved his robes and left.

Zhong Zihao remained expressionless, his eyes as cold as the stagnant water in the Nine Nether Hell, but he did not act rashly. After all, Ao Wujiang initiated the alliance between the two major forces. He was going to see how the Dragon Clan leader would deal with it first.

On the other hand, Ao Wujiang was already trembling with anger.

After all, he was also the leader of the Zulong clan and had a distinguished status. However, when Jialou Baijue shouted at him so rudely in public, where could he put his face?

Not to mention, if this matter spreads, what majesty will he have to lead the dragon clan?

Ao Wujiang took a deep breath and warned himself to take important matters first and not to lose control. Then he took a step forward, and the invisible power of the dragon escaped, and a faint wave of momentum slowly bloomed.

"Jialou Baijue, stop for the leader of this clan!"

Ao Wujiang took a step forward: "The alliance between the demon clan and Xuantian Realm is also what Lord Zulong wants. Do you want to violate it?"

quiet……

The whole place suddenly became audible.

Jialou Baijue stopped for a moment, and his body trembled slightly. He probably didn't even expect that Ao Wujiang's move was authorized by Zulong?

The Monster Clan judges status based on strength, and respects the strong. Considering the current strength of the Phoenix Clan, White Tiger Clan, Dapeng Clan, and Xuanwu Clan, it is not necessary to act based on the Dragon Clan's face.

However, once the matter involves Zulong, it will be different!

Not to mention Zulong's transcendent status, but his strength that dwarfs the heavens. Who in the Nuo Da Monster Clan dares to disrespect him?

Not to mention, the hundreds of thousands of years of peace in the ancient underworld were all achieved by the intimidation of the ancestral dragon, which protected the smooth development and reproduction of all the demon clans.

If it weren't for the Ancestral Dragon, and if the demon clan had a place in the Taixu Realm now, it would probably have fallen apart after the ancient war, and most of the clansmen would have become the mounts of the strong men of each clan.

"Lord Zulong!"

In an instant, all the strong men who had previously opposed were silent. Since it was Master Zulong's decision, they had no other choice but to accept it.

Although there is still some dissatisfaction in the heart, it is difficult to accept the alliance between the dignified demon clan and the weak Xuantian Realm, and they still dare not speak out to refute.

The powerful men did not doubt whether Ao Wujiang was pretending to pass on the will of the ancestral dragon. They knew full well that the latter would not.

In the hearts of thousands of creatures in the ancient underworld, Zulong is the god above the nine heavens. No one dares to blaspheme. What's more, Zulong himself still sits in the ancient underworld. It is not difficult to prove this.

At this moment, everyone looked at Zhong Zihao with a scrutinizing gaze. Whether they knew the latter or not, they all knew that the humans who came to the scene today must represent the Xuantian Realm.

Just let everyone see what is different about the young man in black robe in front of him, how high Zulong's vision is, why did he fall in love with him?

In this somewhat strange atmosphere, Jialou Baijue finally came to his senses, flames rose in Feng Ji's beautiful eyes, and phantoms quietly evolved deep in the pupils of the two clan leaders of the White Tiger clan and the Xuanwu clan.

Regarding this, Zhong Zihao did not think that things would go smoothly.

With the dragon clan's power greatly reduced, even if Ao Wujiang moves out the ancestral dragon, he can at most suppress the weaker clans, but the Phoenix, Xuanwu, White Tiger, Dapeng clans, and even the Qilin clan may not agree easily.

"I don't agree!"

Sure enough, Jialou Baijue was silent for a moment, and suddenly let out a loud roar: "I am not questioning Master Zulong's decision, but I am considering the fate of our ancient underworld. It is really difficult to reconcile with the forces in Xuantian Realm that rely on the demon clan to survive.

I want to be treated as equals."

"So, even if we form an alliance, we can only treat them as a branch of the ancient underworld, and they must listen to the demon clan's orders on major matters."

Seeing Ao Wujiang's expression getting darker and darker, Jialou Baijue was not afraid and did not forget to ask after he finished speaking: "Brother Bi Ye, what do you think?"

"Yes, this clan leader believes that Brother Jialou's words are justified, and the White Tiger clan fully supports it!" Bi Ye looked around and said proudly.

Zhong Zihao laughed angrily. After these two patriarchs said a few words, not only could they not retain their previous transcendent status in Xuantian Realm, but they would also become the object of their bossy orders?

"Feng Clan, Xuanwu Clan and Qilin Clan, what do you think?"

Jialou Baijue is obviously not satisfied with this. If it wants to get support from all ethnic groups, it needs at least the response of more than half of the six major ethnic groups. This has been a rule of the ancient underworld for hundreds of thousands of years.

"The minority of our Xuanwu tribe obeys the majority!"

The leader of the Xuanwu clan seems to be a man of few words, but his words are intriguing and ambiguous, as if no one can offend either party.

The leader of the Qilin tribe even laughed, saying that he would not go against Jialou Baijue's wishes.

Finally, everyone's attention turned to the beautiful woman from the Feng clan.

Ao Wujiang suddenly felt a sense of despair. In his impression, Feng Ji had always been dissatisfied with him as the leader of the clan. As long as she expressed her support for Jialou Baijue, today's alliance would be in vain.

That's not all. It's hard to explain to Zu Long, and Zhong Zihao will be offended because of it. (To be continued)


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