Seeing that the Peacock Demon King was already talking nonsense, he began to use his identity to make a fuss and draw big cakes.

Wang Zheng couldn't help but give this ambitious man a thumbs up in his heart.

I'm afraid that if anyone is suspicious of his identity now, the Peacock Demon King will not agree.

But that's all, and he can't be safely escaped.

Moreover, the Peacock Demon King's recruitment of foreign demon kings also made Wang Zheng very concerned.

When he heard him say he wanted to overthrow the dominance of humanity, he felt a little uneasy.

Wang Zheng always felt that this Peacock Demon King was going to do something big.

Just as the Peacock Demon King was talking happily about his ideals and future, Wang Zheng felt boring. He looked at the spiritual fruits, barbecue and fine wine in front of him, and he didn't dare to drink them.

Just sit in place and meditate, closing your eyes to rest, showing everyone's demeanor.

Just when the Peacock Demon King wanted to add another bloodline gimmick to his leadership status and set the final conclusion on Wang Zheng's identity, the spirit elephant king's hatred eyes kept staring at Wang Zheng.

Wang Zheng didn't expect that the Lingxiang King was so tolerant and he still didn't make any trouble.

He was worried about this guy in his heart.

‘Just this little brain, you still want to fight for the boss? They are stronger than you, they are better than you, and they have more blood than you, and they are even taller than you, and their bloodlines are even higher than your only yellow-toothed spirit elephant in the world. How can you still keep calm?’

However, since Wang Zheng has been at the base of the demon king and has participated in the high-level meeting of the Yundian Demon King, he has no intention of letting the Peacock Demon King gather these eighteen demon kings together so easily.

Regardless of whether these demon kings believe in this theory of bloodline, he doesn't want to make this matter so simple.

Seeing that the Spirit Elephant King's pig's face was already red, I was about to be furious.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

Wang Zheng looked up at him for the first time, then he quickly looked away as if he had seen something dirty, and sneered at him with a disdainful sneer.

Seeing that the boy who killed his son dared to provoke him, the Lingxiang King couldn't help but be so good at the temper.

So he took the initiative to call on the Peacock Demon King who was talking and said:

"Brother, it doesn't matter whether you are a descendant of a divine beast. No matter what, we all obey you. With your leadership, our Eighteen Demon Kings of Yundian will definitely get better and better."

Then he pointed his hand at Wang Zheng and continued:

"However, if you say that this kid is also a descendant of a divine beast, you have to protect him. I, Lao Xiang, are the first to dissatisfied.

How could he confirm his identity just by just one sentence with his red mouth and white teeth?

Not to mention that I originally took in the Poison King, and planned to introduce Feng Qiwu when his injuries recovered. Such a powerful old demon king was killed in front of us by him. What about my son's death?

Brother, that is your nephew, my only child.

Could it be that any person who comes to our Yundian to make trouble in the future and then says that he has a backstage that no one has seen before, so let’s let him go for nothing?

If you deal with this, I, Lao Xiang, will definitely not agree!"

After he finished speaking, several demon kings in the hall also followed suit.

"Yes, don't agree, don't agree."

"We want to seek justice for the second leader!"

"I bullied our Yundian Eighteen Demon Kings. If I don't do it directly, I have anything else to say."

"Even if he has a backstage, when will our 18 Yundian Demon Kings be afraid of others? No matter how strong his backstage is, how strong is our 18 Demon Kings?"

"No, just this kid, a demon can kill the demon king, don't joke."

"It's true. The wolf king from Britain was the first to meet and suffered a loss in his hands."

When he heard that the foreign demon king who was recruited by the Peacock Demon King also suffered a loss in Wang Zheng's hands, another part of the demon king immediately started to mock him disdainfully.

"Tsk, a group of foreign households, who are so weak that they are dying. I don't know what my elder brother is thinking, but I want them to divide our territory."

"That's right, no one in our own territory was robbed by blood and sweating.

Now we have to give up in one sentence. It would be fine if only five people will come this time, but what if ten or twenty people will come in the future?

Just let me give up my seat too.”

"Shh, silence, Lao Jiu stop talking nonsense. Brother is angry, stop talking..."

...

The peacock Demon King's brows were completely frowning. The conference hall had always been like this before Wang Zheng came. Unexpectedly, after returning from the trip, it became even more chaotic.

Wang Zheng heard the whole hall quarrel like a vegetable market because of his sneer. He closed his eyes again, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

Although Wang Zheng looked like an old god, his ears were listening to the movements nearby.

‘It’s a big deal, it’s really a dog bites a dog’s hair, it’s better to fight. I didn’t expect there are so many twists and turns in it.’

No wonder the Peacock Demon King didn't ask much after hearing the news about him, and just took him back so decisively. It seems that no matter where he is, it is difficult to be a boss in this era.
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