Douluo's death sickle

Such a meeting would basically have no results. In terms of force, Bibi Dong was the stronger party, but in terms of numbers, they were the smaller party. In this case, they couldn't vote by raising their hands.

No matter what, the alliance leader still needs to be confirmed. So far, the only candidates are Bibi Dong and Ning Fengzhi. As a result of the stalemate, both of them are the alliance leaders.

It's a bit childish, but there's no way around it. Bibi Dong can't be inferior to others, and Ning Fengzhi doesn't dare to leave the future to Bibi Dong.

Therefore, such a union will eventually only lead to fragmentation.

Xue Yu didn't know that cracks had already appeared in the so-called alliance before he took action. If he knew about it, he wouldn't know how he would feel.

Three days later, the official demon-killing conference began, and the venue was the Papal Palace that had been restored.

The master sat on two chairs, which belonged to Bibi Dong and Ning Fengzhi. They had not appeared yet.

There was a lot of excitement down there. Gu Rong from the Qibao Glazed Sect, with a dozen disciples from the sect, stood closest to the main seat.

On the other side, there are four worshipers of the Wuhun Palace and a wisp of titled Douluo. Their aura suppresses all the sect forces present.

Behind the Wuhun Hall are the three lower sects, as well as most of the sects on the mainland, including the Beast Taming Sect, which Xue Yu has a relationship with.

On the Qibao Glazed Sect's side, there were representatives from the two major empires, as well as the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus family, and only two or three people from the Haotian Sect came, including Tang San.

The subordinate principalities of the two empires were more or less stationed on both sides, resulting in the phenomenon that the number of people on both sides was almost the same.

Such a position is a little bit interesting, especially since the two empires didn't even take the second place. Doesn't this mean that the power of the empire is not as good as the power of the sect?

Of course, this was done intentionally by Wuhun Palace, so that the two empires would secretly have concerns about the so-called seven sects.

Just kidding, in the eyes of your Wuhun Palace, a million-strong army is not as important as a sect with only a few thousand people?

Regardless of whether your Wuhun Palace is intentional or not, these so-called sects will become the objects of their concerns.

The Pope's Palace is large enough to accommodate a thousand people. The three or four hundred people present are nothing.

It's just that these three to four hundred people already represent almost all the combat power in the entire continent.

"His Majesty the Pope has arrived!" Hu Liena's voice came out in the Pope's Palace, followed closely by a beautiful woman in brocade clothes and a purple gold crown, slowly walking out.

It was the first time for many people to see Bibi Dong in person, and they were all shocked by such beauty and majesty.

Almost half of the people in the audience were half-kneeling in salute. Wuhundian was their belief, and Bibi Dong was the representative of their belief.

In the crowd, the master's eyes were fixed on the woman. He didn't come back to his senses until something pinched her waist.

"Does it look good?" Liu Erlong frowned slightly, with a faint murderous look in his eyes.

"She has changed a lot. She obviously only took less than a year." The master pretended to be calm and pretended that he was not attracted, but looked at her with a scrutinizing gaze.

"Tch..." Liu Erlong was noncommittal, but the situation was wrong now and he didn't argue with him...

"Sect Master Ning of the Qibao Glazed Sect has arrived!"

Another voice sounded. Compared with Hu Liena's high-pitched and strong voice before, it was more tolerant and gentle.

Ning Fengzhi knew that he could not compare with Bibi Dong in terms of momentum, so he changed his tactics and adopted an approachable style, smiling to everyone in the audience when he appeared.

This smile made many people recover from Bibi Dong's aura, and some even started shouting Ning Fengzhi's name.

"Uncle Ning's wisdom is unparalleled by others." In the crowd, Tang San's face was full of yearning. It would be great if one day he could stand in that position with all the disciples of the Tang Sect below him.

"In this case, the verdict will be decided!" Dai Mubai crossed his arms and looked at the opposite side provocatively.

“Isn’t it right to use faith to win over people’s hearts?

It’s a wrong idea, but it will only distance people from you. You can command your followers, but more people will only trust leaders who are not so far away from them.”

The master shook his head. In this overt and covert fight, Bibi Dong lost again.

What is still being discussed here, among the Qibao Glazed Sect's team, there is a strong man, whose eyes have never left the person on their side, Tang San.

The man, or boy should be called Taixi, is only ten years old, but because his spirit is a powerful gorilla, he is already 1.8 meters tall. From the outside, he is already an adult.

Taixi practiced so hard that he became a leader among his peers. This time he was brought out to see the world because his efforts were recognized by the sect.

No one knows what kind of belief he brings to practice so hard.

"Tang Hao, killed my father in front of me... He just wanted our family to survive. What's wrong with him..."

This was what Tai Xi said to Bai Chenxiang and Niu Ben at that time. Therefore, like the two of them, he also had a deep hatred for the Qibao Glazed Sect and Xue Yu who indirectly contributed to this incident.

But before that, what Tai Xi has to do is to make the person who killed his father pay the price.

Tang Hao is already dead, so let’s just have his son Tang San...

"Xiaoxi..." Bai Chenxiang patted Taixi on the shoulder and shook his head. Now is not the time.

In a hotel not far away, Xueyu and the other four quietly watched the broadcast projected from that time. To be honest, they were a little disappointed.

Xue Yu shook his head. He was initially troubled by this kind of continent-wide alliance, but he didn't expect that this is it?

It seems that this place contains all the combat power of the entire continent, but it is not twisted into a rope, it is completely a mess.

This way, he doesn't even need to use his brain, he just rushes in. Within a week, he can kill them so much that they dare not go out.

Zhu Zhuqing's expression was not very good from the beginning when she saw the projection. In the crowd, among the representatives of the Star Luo Empire, in addition to Dai Mubai, there was also her father, Zhu Tianluo.

According to the rules of the Nether Family of the Star Luo Empire, each generation of family head will be the queen of the Star Luo Empire. As a queen, it is naturally impossible for her to stay in the family all the time. She will choose her own spokesperson as the acting family head.

The acting family head of this generation is Zhu Tianluo, the father of Zhu Zhuqing and Zhu Zhuyun.

"What's wrong?" Sensing Zhu Zhuqing's strange behavior, Xue Yu looked over.

"It's nothing..." Zhu Zhuqing smiled bitterly and shook his head. Compared with the nominal relationship between father and daughter, what she cared more about was her mother. Unfortunately, she was already dead because she couldn't adapt to the family fight.

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