Chapter 1287: Respect for all ancient ancestors, respect for monarch and always laugh (1/2)
Because Zongmen was upgraded to first-class level, which made Jun Changxiao fluctuate greatly, I hope to end soon without any ink, and directly cut into the theme of the meeting.
My eternal ancestors want to be the head of the mainland ancestors. I always laugh and want to be the top leader, and I ask you whether you agree or not, and whether you agree or disagree!
However, when he finished speaking, the entire venue was silent, and the entire continent was silent, like a painting.
Many people do n’t know what it means to hold the Wumeng Conference, but now they all know that the original Gu Zongzong not only promoted to the top, but also led the entire continent!
Before this change, it must have been swearing. After all, who wouldn't want to be the boss, but from ancient times to the present, is there really another one?
But now, warriors are tangled, and ordinary people are also tangled.
Who wants to be the boss? Elder Suzerain! He stepped into the battlefield of the plane first, and opened up territory in it, turning the deadly situation into a tourism trip.
Who knows this kindness?
The venue fell into silence and the atmosphere became serious.
Jun Chang smiled on the podium with one hand, learning the tone of Secretary Dakang, and said, ”Nine Emperor Wu Emperors, take a stand.”
”...”
Emperor Ling and Jing Di looked at each other.
They knew that holding the Wumeng Conference was an alliance organization, but they didn't expect that Jun Changxiao would simply go through the process and become the boss, which was a bit too much time.
”cough!”
Suddenly, a soft cough came from the venue.
Emperor Jiuwu looked up, his eyes suddenly panicked.
Because some of the main criminals in the fortress nine hells were smiling at themselves.
What does this mean?
The threat of red fruit!
”The monarch is the talent of heaven, and of course he is the leader of Wumeng League, and Dumou agrees!” Lingdi first stated.
Eight other emperors also supported.
In fact, Jun Changxiao sent Yi Feixue and others to come over, a little bit worried, he just rescued from hell, the other nine would agree, not to mention, people also have hard power.
”You all.”
Jun Chang smiled and looked at the masters of the first-class ancestors and said, ”What do you think?”
”In a short period of time, I can develop a ninth-class sect to the top sect. This ability is extremely ancient. I ’m Taixuan Shengzong willing to follow Wan Guzong as the head and respect the monarch as the leader of the Wu League!” Get up and archway.
No one can start this matter, because it is easy to take rhythm together, so the top sects have expressed their approval.
The second and third class schools did not wait to take the initiative to ask, they agreed.
For a time, the patriarchs at all levels agreed to honor the Emperor Zong as the leader of the mainland, and agreed that Jun Chang laughed as the leader of the military alliance.
”Representative of Southwest Yangzhou, do you agree?”
”Aye!”
”Representative of Northeast Quzhou, do you agree?”
”Aye!”
”...”
After continuously asking the representatives from Kyushu, Jun Chang laughed and said, ”Representatives from overseas three states, do you like it?”
”Aye!”
Qiu Gongzhu and others expressed their positions.
Twelve states passed in full. Then, Jun Changxiao turned his eyes to the Emperor's Gatekeeper and laughed, ”Do you agree?”
”Ten thousand and eleven in favor!” Said the merchant hurriedly.
The renown decent and state representatives agreed because Van Gonzong had helped the starry continent, and he agreed that it was so urgent because he was afraid of being robbed again.
”You all.”
Jun Chang smiled at everyone at the venue, then looked up and looked at his own mapping method, saying: ”You like it!”
”Aye!”
”We agree!”
Any cities and towns on the starfall continent, wherever there is a light curtain, chanted loudly, their words were consistent, and no objection was found.
joke.
The nine emperor Wudi and the top ancestors agreed, how could they sing anti-show?
”Since there is no objection.” Jun Chang smiled and picked up a stack of documents, and said, ”Please go to the ancestors here, regardless of the true evils, to sign the Wu League agreement made by this party.”
”...”
The corners of the warriors twitched.
Even the agreement was written, and it was prepared!
Each contract was sent to the patriarchs, and when they signed their names, it represented the official establishment of the Wumeng League, headed by the Wanzong ancestors, and all the scribes who signed the name were one of the members.
”Hey.”
At the meeting place, Qin Haoran sighed as a little transparent.
He has created a hundred alliances, but compared to this organization covering all the sects, he is simply not worthy of mentioning shoes.