"Chairman Lei, your strength is really better than the cultivator behind me."

Emperor Beichen slowly raised his head, piercing the eyes of the people's heart and thundering directly. Those dazzling eyes were blooming with strong and proud brilliance.

"However, it doesn't mean that your talent is better than them, nor that they can't surpass you in the future.

If you are also a dark attribute cultivator, in such a suppressed environment, I don't think you can have such strength. "

The deep and magnetic voice is full of enchanting magic. Emperor Beichen's face is cold. The so-called guild president is really cruel and inhuman.

"You!"

Thunder eyes color a heavy, face full of sullen color.

It's just a junior. How dare you be so rude to him!

"Why should we live to live?

Is it ridiculous to speak in such a disdainful tone, because things are so light and indifferent when they don't happen to you? "

Emperor Beichen's eyes are sharp as a knife. Things don't happen to him. He will never know how painful it is.

His situation is much better than that of other practitioners of the same attribute, but he also realized the different vision.

Because with red make-up, his identity of dark attribute is more mentioned, so he understands this feeling.

"Emperor Beichen, are you challenging me?" Thundering eyes narrowed slightly, and his face was cold and terrible. "Do you think you are really the president when you announce the establishment of the dark church here? Are you really qualified to talk to me like this? "

Hearing the senleng threat contained in the words, Emperor Beichen was not afraid at all.

"I'm just a normal retort. Is it not that President Lei has been in a high position for a long time, so he can't even say any objections?"

Thunder and blue face, the body of the yuan force gradually surging to come, this ignorant young generation successfully angered him!

Seeing the sign that Lei Ming wanted to start, song langtian suddenly said: "Chairman Lei, Emperor Beichen is just a junior. Why bother with him? It's a loss of grace. "

It's said that Lei Ming converged the surging Yuan Li and looked at Song langtian thoughtfully, which turned around with a cold hum.

Luo Qinghao saw this and then said: "don't say much at this time, Emperor Beichen, I will give you two choices."

"First, now declare the dissolution immediately, and swear never to want to establish the dark congregation again."

"I'm against it."

Don't wait for Luo Qinghao to finish saying, the voice that emperor Beichen is permeating in that callousness is determined has already sounded.

Suddenly interrupted, he heard the answer again. Luo Qinghao's face became extremely ugly. He lowered his voice, and every word seemed to pop out of his teeth. "Emperor Beichen, are you sure you don't want to have a toast or a fine wine?"

"I've never talked with selfish people and never plotted against them."

Emperor Beichen turns to Mou Guang and takes a tough attitude.

He would have prepared for it with both hands.

If there is a soft place in the heart of the president of the seven guilds, it may be able to properly solve the problem by using reason and emotion.

But obviously these people are not.

They ruled everything authoritarianly and stipulated that all things should only go in the direction they stipulated.

All these selfish people care about is their own interests.

Since it is impossible to reconcile, why should he compromise?