"Canghai is dead this time, and the secret line is almost destroyed. Will the sect send someone to hide?"

Zhang Nan sat back on the sandalwood chair, and the growing calluses of tiger's mouth gently rubbed the top of the armrest. He frowned and thought about this crucial issue carefully. After a few moments, he shook his head directly.

The same problem is in Cang Rulong's mind. Because of Canghai's death, Penglai's ancestors were in a big fire. As long as the elders and inner disciples didn't go out, they all gathered in canglangmen's majestic and wide reception hall.

A total of 127 people, more than 10 elders, including Cang Rulong, the young master of Canglang sect, also sat at the front of the hall. On the wooden platform, there was only one person standing on it. That was Cang Rulong's biological father and the master of Canglang sect, Cangqing, who had been in charge of Canglang sect for nearly 20 years!

His hair is very neat, his tiger eyes are bright, his face is serious, and he doesn't touch the three beautiful whiskers under his jaw. His tall and straight body steps forward slightly, looks back at more than 100 pairs of eyes full of doubts and sorrow. He moves his beard slightly, and finally opens his mouth: "ladies and gentlemen!"

"You all know the news of Canghai's fall. Canghai is the most proud and favorite disciple of Laozu. Even Laozu's state is unstable because of his grief.

That group of powers are really to blame! Our secret lines in the alien world are also affected and close to destruction. Now the forces of those powers are still killing the elite of our secret lines, which I can't bear!

Laozu also gave a death order. We must accept the remaining forces of the secret line again within three months. At least we can't become blind after the war starts! The deaf

Cang Qing's words were loud, and his serious face made everyone on the scene quietly watch him speak.

After a pause, he glanced around the crowd, and his tone turned to be a little flat: "Lao Zu just got through with me. The lurking personnel will be sent to the alien world in three days. The preliminary plan is an elder and ten inner disciples..."

"what?" Cang Ru dragon body shape suddenly a shock, the pupil is full of disbelief, his father how can he agree!?

When Cang Qing's eyes swept Cang Ru Long's body, there was a trace of hidden and wonderful pain and unwilling to give up in his eyes. But his face was still serious, serious to inhuman, "Cang Ru long!"

"Yes! Lord At the moment when he heard his name, Cang Rulong seemed to be exhausted. He stood up and looked at Cang Qingying. He looked directly at his father's eyes. There was a trace of anger and confusion in his eyes, but after a few moments, there was only a trace of sadness and understanding.

He knows what he has to shoulder as a qualified patriarch. In his more than 20 years of life, he has always had the most abundant and best cultivation materials. This is a right... But also a duty.

Cang Qing looked at his son's eyes, the guilt in his heart was less, but the pain was more. This time, there was more bad luck than good luck. Who wanted to die in the alien world.

"Black as a dragon! As the first disciple of Neimen, you are in full charge of this operation, and elder Cangji is in charge of assisting you. The purpose of going here must be borne in mind. Lao Zu told me that Wang Mang must be killed as the first purpose. Even if the secret forces cannot be reorganized, Wang Mang must die! "