"Lord Patriarch, Mainline! Someone from Mainline is here!!"
The old man from the three-headed monster dragon tribe led Ling Feng all the way into the cave. After learning the news about the main line, the old man seemed to have become hundreds of years younger.
The black-armored male demon following behind him had an impatient and unhappy look on his face, and seemed to be very disgusted with the three-headed demon dragon clan of the main lineage.
Hearing the old man's call, the golden-robed man sitting on a golden throne deep in the cave suddenly stood up, his eyes instantly locked on Ling Feng, and he exclaimed, "You...are you a member of the main lineage?
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The sound rumbled and exploded, like thunder piercing the ears.
Although the three-headed monster dragon clan in Tianyao City is just a collateral bloodline, they still inherit the bloodline of the three-headed monster dragon clan after all.
This leader of the three-headed demon dragon clan is also a powerful demon king. He may not be as good as Niu Bi, but he will definitely not be any weaker than Haiyun Ji.
"Yes." Ling Feng nodded slightly. At this point, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue to make up nonsense.
The recommended spot for the Three-headed Demonic Dragon Clan is very important to me.
No matter what, I must sneak into the Demon Emperor's mausoleum!
"Sure enough, not only does it have the orthodox imprint of our royal family, but it even has the aura of a sacred object, the Yuan Yuan Blood Bead!"
The man in the golden robe is worthy of being the leader of the clan, and after all, he has extraordinary vision.
Ling Feng's eyelids twitched, he didn't expect that this guy could even sense the aura of the Yuan-seizing Blood Bead.
"I am the ninth-generation clan leader of the three-headed demon dragon clan, Jin Zhulong. What do you call me?" The golden-robed clan leader said respectfully.
Ling Feng replied casually: "Long Fei."
"The surname is Long! Sure enough, we are from the royal family!" Jin Zhulong's eyes flashed, "I have been waiting for so many years to finally have an envoy from the main line!"
The corner of Ling Feng's mouth twitched slightly, and he made up a name at random. This could match the surname of the royal family. It seemed that he was really lucky!
"Hmph, the main vein, the main vein, so what about the main vein!" The black-armored male demon on the side said in a hateful voice, turning his gaze towards Ling Feng with a look of disdain on his face.
The so-called main line is nothing more than the strength of the demon general level!
"Golden Horn, don't talk nonsense!"
Jin Zhulong glared at the black-armored male demon coldly, "The main line is the master of our branches. As long as the main line does not forget us, we will always be the slaves of the main line! This will never change!"
"Hmph!" Jin Jiao clasped his hands on his chest, with a look of displeasure on his face, and muttered in a low voice: "A group of guys who have abandoned us a long time ago, why should we serve them as our masters!"
Ling Feng pursed his lips. This guy named Jinjiao was quite bloody. He admired his character of not surrendering to fate.
"Since you have the blood of our royal family, you must be a prince of the royal family."
Jin Zhulong looked at Ling Feng with an earnest expression, and said with a smile: "Prince Long Fei, may I ask if you are here this time because your fellow clan members from the main line want to take us to the Northern Demonic Realm?"
"Yes, yes, prince, you have come here for this reason, right?"
The old man from the three-headed monster dragon clan next to him also said excitedly.
Ling Feng coughed dryly and said bravely: "Our main line has never forgotten our compatriots who stayed in Tianyao City. Clan leader, please rest assured!"
"Hahaha, really? That's great! This is so great!"
Jin Zhulong burst out laughing, then bowed and stood in front of Ling Feng, smiling and saying: "Prince Long Fei, please take a seat!"
"Isn't this bad?" Ling Feng never expected that his identity as the main line would be inexplicably useful!
"You are the prince of the royal family and you deserve to be seated." Jin Zhulong supported Ling Feng and sat on the throne. He immediately looked at Jinjiao and said loudly: "Go, call all the elders and the elites of the younger generation to come and have an audience together.
Prince Long Fei!"
"Hmph!" Jinjiao snorted softly. Even though he looked down on Ling Feng, the so-called royal bloodline, he did not dare to disobey the clan leader. He could only rush out of the cave and gather the clan members.
"Prince Long Fei, our branch tribe is barren and there is nothing to entertain the prince. Please be considerate of the prince."
With that said, Jin Zhulong took out a pebble-sized crystal and said with a smile: "This is a Thunder Spirit Crystal that my subordinates have collected with so much hard work. I hope the prince will accept it!"
This is a thunder-attributed spiritual object from heaven and earth, a spiritual treasure!
If the ordinary five-element attributes of heaven and earth spiritual objects are not too rare, but the thunder attribute of heaven and earth spiritual objects are very rare, and this thunder spirit crystal is a heaven and earth spiritual object that even king-level experts will steal.
Bar.
Ling Feng suddenly remembered that the three-headed monster dragon prince seemed to control the power of thunder. This also meant that the three-headed monster dragon clan was a thunder-type monster clan.
"That's right! Prince Long Fei, please accept your small kindness."
Jin Zhulong looked sincere. At this moment, he regarded Ling Feng as the only link between the branch and the main line of the three-headed monster dragon clan. He naturally dedicated all the best things to Ling Feng unconditionally.
"Then I'd rather be respectful than obey."
Ling Feng took a deep breath. If he was allowed to look for it, he might not be able to obtain such a high-grade thunder attribute soul-infused treasure for another ten or eight years.
While he was talking, the black-armored male demon Jinjiao had already gathered all the elders of the three-headed demon dragon clan and the elites of the younger generation.
"Tribesmen, you are here just in time. Come and pay homage to Prince Long Fei from the main line!"
Seeing that all the clan elders had arrived, Jin Zhulong immediately raised his voice and shouted, feeling extremely excited.
If he knew in the future that Ling Feng was not a three-headed monster dragon, but a human being, he would probably have the urge to make Ling Feng a meat pie.
"The prince of the main line!"
"Oh my God, it turns out that the main line hasn't forgotten us yet?"
Just like the old man who brought Ling Feng here before, the three-headed monster dragon tribe of the older generation were all in tears and were extremely respectful to Ling Feng, even worshiping him.
As for the younger generation of the three-headed monster dragon tribe, most of them were led by the golden horn, and they were very indifferent to Ling Feng.
In particular, the aura exuding from Ling Feng's body is only comparable to that of a demon general!
How can I convince them with this little strength?
"Hmph, but relying on the fact that he is the main bloodline guy, what's so great about it? Although Brother Jinjiao is not of the bloodline of king beasts, his cultivation speed is not much slower than that of the descendants of king beasts in Tianyao City! Only brother Jinjiao is qualified.
Be our prince!"
A graceful girl from the three-headed demon dragon tribe raised her eyes and glanced at the tall and majestic golden horn beside her, her pretty face blushed slightly.
This girl also has the same sharp horns as other clan members, but she looks shorter, and most of the scales on her face have degraded. She is considered a perfectly transformed demon clan.
From the appearance point of view, although she is far inferior to the Linyao beauties like Hai Lingxiang, she is still a very attractive beauty.
This girl is the youngest daughter of the clan leader Jin Zhulong, and her name is Xiao Meng.