The First Dragon of All Ages

More benefits?

Hearing what Long Qingchen said, the expressions of the strong men of the undead clan changed slightly, and it was a little difficult to look.

Sect Master Ziwei and Sect Master Beidou stayed for a while, more benefits?

Asking for more benefits from the undead, isn't this pulling teeth out of the mouth?

This is something they dare not even think about.

Sect Master Ziwei cautiously looked at the expressions of the undead powerful people, and said in a low voice, "Sage Son, the undead can avoid our Ziwei Sect's tribute. Our Ziwei Sect is already very satisfied and dare not ask for anything else."

The Big Dipper Sect Master also said, "Zong Shengzi, our Big Dipper Sect is also very satisfied."

"I'm not satisfied!"

Long Qingchen looked indifferent, "My appearance fee is very expensive, how can I make a trip for nothing?"

Sect Master Ziwei and Sect Master Beidou both grumbled and looked at Long Qingchen pleadingly. They really didn't want to offend the undead.

The shadow pondered for a moment, and said, "Long clan chief saint, for your face, our undead clan has exempted Ziweizong and Beidouzong from paying tribute, and has already given a lot of face. I hope you don't go too far, so as not to hurt your peace. "

"I'm too much?"

Long Qingchen sneered and slowly stood up.

"Ziweizong and Beidouzong are not subordinates of your undead clan. You have allowed Ziweizong and Beidouzong to pay tribute for so many years, isn't it too much?"

"Also, the ancestor of the Ziwei Sect and the ancestor of the Beidou Sect are our old friends of the Dragon Clan. Your undead have asked our friends of the Dragon Clan to pay tribute. Is this despising our Dragon Clan?"

His voice resounded loudly in the hall.

Sect Master Ziwei and Sect Master Beidou both froze for a while, is this too ridiculous? ...Just put the crime on the head of the undead casually.

The powerhouses of the undead were all pale, with a faint anger, but they did not dare to attack.

The acolyte also stood up and stared at Long Qingchen condescendingly.

"The Ziwei Sect and the Big Dipper Sect belong to the small and medium forces. Our undead are the big forces. The small and medium forces pay tribute to the big forces. This is a common phenomenon in the entire universe!"

"As for the fact that the ancestor of the Ziwei Sect and the ancestor of the Beidou Sect are old friends of the Dragon Clan, we the undead did not know before. Now that we know it, we can avoid the tribute of these two sects. To save the face of the dragon family, it does not mean to despise the dragon family."

"Zong Shengzi, it is not appropriate for you to impose the crime on our undead clan like this?"

"If you spread it out, I'm afraid it will damage the reputation of your chief saint son and the face of the dragon clan!"

What the acolyte said was methodical and difficult to refute.

Long Qingchen was reluctant and sneered, "You undead, that is, ninety-five stars, count as a fart power, our dragon is the real super power, according to the universal phenomenon of the universe, are you undead? Should we give tribute to the Dragon Race?"

"You are a strong word!"

The acolyte said angrily, "If your dragon's territory is in the galaxy, our undead should naturally pay tribute to your dragons, but your dragon's territory is not in the galaxy!"

"This is easy to handle."

Long Qingchen looked at the Ziwei Sect Master and the Beidou Sect Master, "I plan to establish a branch for the Dragon Clan within the territory of the Ziwei Sect and the Big Dipper Sect. Do you have any opinions?"

This is also OK?

Sect Master Ziwei and Sect Master Beidou both widened their eyes, really admiring the thickness of Long Qingchen's face...

If the Dragon Clan branch is really established in the territory of the Ziwei Sect and the Big Dipper, who would dare to bully the Ziwei Sect and the Big Dipper in the future?

Thinking of this, Sect Master Beidou quickly agreed, "No problem!"

Sect Master Ziwei's mouth was almost crooked, "Welcome to Dragon Race to set up a branch in our Ziwei sect domain!"

Long Qingchen looked at the acolyte indifferently, "I heard no, our dragon clan has a branch in the galaxy. From now on, your undead clan will have to pay tribute to our dragon clan, and it doesn't take too much, just one million billion fairy stones every year."

One trillion?

Sect Master Ziwei and Sect Master Big Dipper are both sucking their tongues, this is not a way for the undead to survive...

It will not take many years to drain all the cultivation resources of the undead!

"Long Qingchen, don't deceive people too much!"

"We give you face, do you think our undead people are so bullying?"...

The strong men of the undead clan were all furious, unable to bear it, stood up one after another, surrounded Long Qingchen.

"how?"

"Is this planning to use force?"

Long Qingchen glanced at them indifferently, flipped his hand to take out the last Ancestral Dragon Lin, "Our dragons, the last thing we are afraid of is to use force, come and let me see the true strength of your undead, an Ancestral Dragon. Lin, you may not be able to destroy your undead clan, but it is okay to protect me from the undead clan and return to the dragon clan. When I return to the dragon clan, the disaster for your undead clan will come."

The supreme dragon power emanating from Zu Longlin made the strong men of the undead subconsciously retreat a few steps.

The entire White Bone Hall was silent, and the atmosphere was a bit depressed.

"Hahaha!"

The shadow suddenly laughed, "The chief saint of the dragon race is worthy of the young king of the universe. He came to our undead holy land alone without fear. I am waiting for admiration. If you have something to say, there is no need to fight and hurt To be kind."

The ghost dragon looked at Long Qingchen pleadingly, "Zong Shengzi, our undead and dragons have no grievances and no grudges, there is no need to do this."

Long Qingchen said indifferently, "Then the sincerity of your undead clan is required."

"Why don't we take a step back,"

Shadow said, "Let us undead give the Dragon Clan a tribute of one trillion celestial spirit stones every year. This is too much. Let's change the terms."

"Okay, I'm not unreasonable."

Long Qingchen didn't push the undead to a dead end. After all, he didn't know if the undead had any other masters. If the undead had two powerhouses beyond the emperor realm, his ancestral dragon would be difficult to protect him. Therefore, he also frightened the undead.

He thought for a moment, "I have three conditions. The first condition, as you have just said, is to exempt the Ziwei Sect and the Beidouzong from paying tribute; the second condition is to pay the Ziweizong and the Beidouzong to the undead for so many years. All cultivation resources are refunded; the third condition is that the undead should pay me ten trillion celestial spirit stones, and I can't go for nothing."

After listening to these three conditions, the strong of the undead couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Although these three conditions were a bit excessive, they were within the acceptable range of the undead.

"Row."

Shadow directly agreed, "These three conditions~www.wuxiaspot.com~ We undead have all agreed."

He took out two space rings and sent them to Long Qingchen from the air, "These two space rings each contain ten trillion celestial spirit stones, which can be regarded as refunding the tribute of the Ziwei Sect and the Beidou Sect over the years, and the total delay. Compensation for the time of the Son."

Long Qingchen checked it with induction, and there was no problem. He handed one of the space rings to Sect Master Ziwei and Sect Master Beidou, and put the other one away by himself.

Sect Master Ziwei just wanted to reach out his hand to take it, but Sect Master Big Dipper glared at him and kept winking.

Sect Master Ziwei's hand quickly retracted, and said with a smile, "The Master Saint Son helps us out, and these cultivation resources should be regarded as rewards for the Master Saint Son."

Long Qingchen put it away with satisfaction, it's almost the same!

Sect Master Beidou asked the strong undead, "Our saint, shouldn't we let go?"

"This......"

The undead strong men glanced at each other, their gazes became weird and a little embarrassed.