nine days.
The reappearance of the dragon-slaying clan not only alarmed the White Dragon King, but also the nine-day gods all appeared in Lingxiao Hall.
"You... want me to destroy the dragon-slaying clan?" A slight smile appeared on the corner of Mo Rongzhan's mouth, and he looked at the general who came to ask for a fight with a bit of sarcasm.
"Emperor, it was our God Race who killed them all at the beginning. If we don't take advantage of their current strength and eliminate them, I'm afraid they will be a threat in the future." Qiu Feng said.
Mo Rongzhan smiled lightly, isn't that the son beating Lao Tzu
"God of Autumn Wind, have you forgotten something?" Ye Zhen said in a low voice, "My son also has the blood of the dragon-slaying clan."
"..." Qiu Feng was stunned, he had indeed forgotten that the Queen Mother belonged to the Dragon Slaying Clan, and so did the Young Emperor.
Mo Rongzhan glanced at them lightly, "The Zhanlong Clan and the God Clan have no grievances. It was entrusted by the Dragon Clan at the beginning, and the God Clan and the Zhanlong Clan had an enmity. Now tens of thousands of years have passed, and we should rebuild the old friendship with the Zhanlong Clan."
What else is needed to restore the old ones, they are already a family, okay
The other gods and generals didn't have any opinions.
"God of the Eight Ways, you go to the Zhanlong Clan to have a look, no matter what they need, we God Clan will do our best to help." Murong Zhan looked at the Eight Ways.
"Yes, Taidi." Ba Dao responded with a smile.
Those are the clansmen brought back by Mingxi, can their god clan not help them with all their strength
What kind of fight? Is the father beating his son? The God of Autumn Wind really has no eyes.
In the future, the Protoss and the Zhanlong clan will be one family.
He still thinks about what to bring to see the young emperor, high-grade pill or treasure
Zhanlong Clan guesses that these two things are not lacking, so let's bring something else.
Murongzhan asked everyone to retreat, and took Ye Zhen to Xuantian Continent to find his daughter.
That's right, after Mingyu practiced for decades, she handed over Ningguo to her son, followed Yan Xiaoliu to Xuantian Continent to continue her cultivation, and occasionally came to live in Jiutian, but she preferred to stay in Xuantian Continent .
"How did Mingxi do it? He could still find the dragon-slaying clan." Ye Zhen sighed.
"No matter how he found it, the White Dragon King probably already knows about it." Mo Rongzhan said lightly.
"..." Ye Zhen felt a little sympathetic to her son, it was not easy to marry a wife.
Mo Rongzhan frowned, "Mingyu is also from the Dragon Slaying Clan, so she should be allowed to come back."
Ye Zhen laughed, "She's not even lazy in cultivation, if it wasn't for Yan Xiaoliu, she would rather be a mortal."
"Hmph." Murong Zhan snorted coldly, still hating Yan Xiaoliu for marrying Mingyu without his consent.
"I don't know what happened to Mio." Ye Zhen sighed, two hundred years had passed unknowingly, and it seemed that she hadn't seen Mingxi for many years.
Murong Zhan said, "She is already in the Dragon Clan, and she can still live well."
"If it were me, I would definitely not be happy." She would think of him.
"Even if Mingxi goes to Bachongtian, you can't go." Mo Rongzhan said lightly.
Ye Zhen thumped his shoulder angrily, "You don't want me to go to see the sky."
of course! He knew that Wen Tian hadn't given up on Ye Zhen yet.
In two hundred years, many things can happen.
Like her relatives in the Human Continent, she has experienced life and death one after another. All her relatives are gone, but she has not changed much from before.
She has also been to Yanyu, and knowing that Wosheng and the others are doing well, she has no regrets in her heart.
"Let's go and see Ming Yu." Murong Zhan said, "Then go and see Ming Xi."