A group of tigers ran towards the dragon clan carrying large and small bags and thick gifts.

Not only the White Tiger Clan, but also the Black Snake, Blue Luan and other clans, all rushed towards the Dragon Clan with gifts of thanks.

Although they all participated in the crusade against Rambo, they actually did not contribute much. Even though they did not contribute much, they also received a lot of comfort.

Now that the Dragon Clan has become the benefactor of their entire Western Wilderness, they naturally have to prepare generous gifts to thank them.

Spiritual beasts are not like humans, who have so many twists and turns. They only know that they will repay anyone who does something righteous and good for them.

All of a sudden, after hearing the news, all the tribes, big and small, in the Western Wilderness prepared gifts of thanks and rushed towards the Dragon Clan.

In the Dragon Clan, Xiaoxian and the four elders immediately noticed the rain falling from the sky. The spiritual power contained in it was very strong. They knew without thinking that it was Su Chen's work.

"The master must have found a way to save the entire Western Wasteland! The master is so amazing!"

Xiaoxian said with a look of excitement, if it were the prototype now, the little tail would probably wag like a dog.

"As expected of the reincarnation of the Dragon Emperor, even though he is only at the fifth level of the Great Saint Realm, he is still so talented."

The Great Elder couldn't help but nodded in admiration, his eyes full of approval.

"Yeah, when I think about how I looked down on him before, it seems like we were so wrong."

When Ao Fang thought about how he had questioned Su Chen, he wanted to slap himself twice.

Fortunately, Lord Su Chen was magnanimous and did not argue with him.

"The reincarnation of the Dragon Emperor, how bad can it be? We have finally found a treasure."

Ao Meng stroked his beard and said with a smile.

Now Xiaoxian has become Su Chen's person, and the entire dragon clan belongs to Xiaoxian. Rounding it off, their dragon clan is also Su Chen's person.

Su Chen was once the Dragon Emperor. You should know that countless spirit beasts wanted to become the subordinates of the Dragon Emperor, but they didn't even have the chance to see him.

They got a great bargain and became the relatives of the Dragon Emperor.

No one else could imagine that the usually noble and proud dragon could be so servile now, not even like a dragon at all.

But when I thought that the man was the Dragon Emperor, everything suddenly seemed reasonable.

Before they had time to discuss for long, they saw many spirit beasts coming towards them, and each of them looked very anxious.

This made several elders of the dragon clan confused. What was going on? Could it be that Rambo had left many remnants behind that had not been eliminated? Otherwise, why would they be in such a hurry?

The leader of the White Tiger Team arrived at the destination first. When he saw several elders, he roared excitedly.

He quickly transformed into a human form, with a silly smile on his rough face, and then said: "This famine can slowly recover, thanks to the contributions of your dragon clan, including strangling Rambo, which is also indispensable."

Hearing this, several elders of the Dragon Clan were dumbfounded.

The other spirit beasts that followed closely also hurried to express their gratitude, very sincerely.

The other elders finally understood that they came here specifically to express their gratitude.

The great elder couldn't help but burst into laughter. He never expected that the spiritual beast tribes in the Western Wilderness had kept to themselves for hundreds of thousands of years.

Now they actually started to become friends because of Su Chen.

"Everyone played a role in strangling Rambo this time, so it's not a matter of gratitude or not. As for saving the Western Wasteland, it really wasn't our credit this time."

The Great Elder smiled and waved his hands, the pride on his face almost overflowing.

On the surface, it was not their credit, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that it was definitely related to them. This made the White Tiger Clan leader a little confused. Apart from the Dragon Clan, what other clans had such a close relationship with the Dragon Clan that could make the Dragon Clan look so proud?
You have to know that this group of dragons are usually arrogant and live alone in the entire Western Wilderness. This is the first time that the White Tiger Clan Chief has seen them behave like this in his hundreds of thousands of years of life.

Not only the White Tiger tribe leader, but the tribe leaders of other tribes were also very shocked, and suddenly they became curious about who was the one who saved the entire West?

"I wonder if the Great Elder can tell us who is the person who saved the entire Western Wasteland?"

The Qingluan tribe leader took a step forward and spoke politely, but he couldn't help but sound a little anxious.

When the great elder heard this, he laughed even harder. Even at his age, his smile almost turned into a chrysanthemum.

Facing everyone's gaze, he deliberately kept it a secret: "Of course..."

Everyone looked at him nervously.

"The reincarnation of the Dragon Emperor!"

Hearing this, the spirit beasts from other tribes were all in disbelief.

You know, they agreed to kill Rambo together, and one of them heard the reason for the reincarnation of the Dragon King.

But when they arrived, they found that the reincarnation of the Great Dragon Emperor was only at the Great Sage level, and they couldn't help but feel disappointed.

But this godly man not only killed Rambo, but now he has saved the entire Western Wilderness.

This is the real hero!

The White Tiger Clan leader couldn't help but say, "Young people are indeed to be feared! He is indeed the reincarnation of the Dragon Emperor!"

As soon as this was said, others echoed it.

"I don't know where the Dragon Emperor is now. He saved us before, and now he has saved the entire Western Wasteland again. We must thank him in person."

The Black Snake Clan leader couldn't help but speak.

If they had some objections to Su Chen's identity before, they are now convinced.

"He hasn't come back yet. If you really want to see him, just wait here for a while."

The second elder stroked his beard and spoke in a friendly manner.

For the first time, they actually thought it was nice for the dragon clan to be a little more lively.

There are many ethnic groups that have come here, both those with noble blood and those with ordinary blood, and they have long heard of the demeanor of the Dragon Emperor. Now that they have this opportunity, they are naturally unwilling to give it up.

Therefore, almost everyone stayed, and the meeting hall was filled with people's heads.

And Su Chen in the ancient castle didn't know what was waiting for him.

All the spiritual power in the container was released, and it immediately lost its function and suddenly shattered in mid-air.

When everything was over, Natasha was still a little unresponsive and couldn't help asking, "Is the entire Western Wasteland...safe now?"

"It looks like that's right."

Yi Zhuyue nodded.

The scene just now was so spectacular that all the spiritual power burst out in an instant.

Although they didn't know what kind of earth-shaking changes had taken place outside, the shock they felt in this small room was enough.

The great elder was so moved by this scene that he was speechless. As a native resident of the Western Wilderness, he hoped that the famine would return to its former harmonious and harmonious state. (End of this chapter)