Chapter 1259 (1/2)

Tian Long Zong.

Not without ambition.

As one of the ancestral forces of the new Jin Dynasty.

Tianlongzong hopes to become a giant that can really overlook the whole source world, just like the old ancestral forces.

In their eyes.

Today's times.

It has not been the world of the three great ancestral forces for a long time. Since the capital of the friars can rise up, they can achieve equality and even surpass.

Then why is it impossible for their Tianlong clan?

”War!”

The old man with white hair didn't say anything more. With one word of war, he set the future for the whole Tianlong sect.

But the father of the emperor, if the face still with a trace of worry.

However.

Then the old man with white hair said that he was relieved in an instant.

”You can rest assured that the emperor clan will also participate in this time. Even if you scold the person behind you, there is really an old brand ancestral force. We Tianlong clan don't have to be afraid of anything.”

”Don't forget that the rest of the new Jin ancestral forces are already dissatisfied with the old ones.”

”As long as we make some promises to them, they will be on our side.”

The emperor, the son of God, who was standing by, listened to his great uncle xuanshu's words, and immediately he was also happy.

If so.

What else does he have to worry about?

”By the way, where is the capital of the friars? Who are you going to send over?”

The voice fell.

The whole hall was once again in silence.

To be honest.

They really don't want to go to the general assembly of any monastic capital.

It's nothing more than a look in the past.

It's just a place for monks.

This kind of thankless thing, if not on the face of the four words of the friar capital, they really do not want to go.

But who called each other's ancestor.

It's su Bubai.

If they were Tianlong clan, they would fight with an old ancestral force now. If they could get another foot in the capital of friars, it would not be worth the loss.

So.

Go or go.

But the words of the old man with white hair made no one respond to the high level of Tianlong sect in the hall.

A dozen seconds passed.

Tianjun's father sighed helplessly: ”well, let me go.”

Sometimes.

In Tianchang's mind, his identity as the father of the Holy Son is indeed embarrassing in the sky clan.

If it wasn't for my son, Tianjun.

The cultivation talent is very high.

If he is the first of the young generation, he is a father, at most, he is a high-rise person at the bottom.

There's no way to get inside.

And now.

Since everyone is unwilling to go, he is the only one who can do it. These dirty jobs are so tiring that they are almost used to impermanence.

If he doesn't do anything.

In the sky clan, it is even more unimportant. The only identity that can be valued by people is the so-called son father.

”Well, since impermanence is your wish, it's up to you this time.”

Smell the words.

Tianchang nodded.

Then after taking a look at his son Tianjun, he walked out of the hall.

Just in my heart.

But there is something wrong with the feeling.

He always felt that if he went to the capital of the friars and attended the general assembly, something important would happen.

Because of his right eyelid.

Always jump here!

……

After going out of the hall.

Tianchang called his disciples.

Light way:

”you several pack up, prepare to follow me to the friar capital, attend the general assembly.”