Chapter 1239

After entering the palace, some people will lead the emperors and teachers of various countries to the main hall where the banquet is held. Many emperors are the first time to enter the palace of the SAL empire. Looking at the palace, which is known as the first powerful country, many of them are envious.

The banquet was held in the main hall of the palace of Saar. Emperors of all countries were seated one after another. After entering the palace, the masters of all countries went to the temple to separate themselves from the emperors.

There was a little noise in the hall, and the familiar emperors talked to each other.

When the three of them walked in, they obviously got a few unfriendly eyes, but they didn't care, so they found a corner and sat down.

As soon as they were seated, some people began to talk about it.

"What does Saint dragon think? How could it have been so good now that it had been so noisy with the monsoon smoke? "

"Why else? It's not because the monsoon smoke broke the backbone. You don't know what virtue the Shenglong Empire and the Huaxia state had become before. Hundreds of thousands of troops were sent out, and they wanted to destroy the Huaxia state. But the Huaxia state was not damaged at all. Instead, the people who sent the Shenglong Empire were all captured. Who knows how much they suffered in that battle. ”

"in that war, the holy dragon empire was completely defeated. Before that, the holy dragon Empire still called itself a powerful country? As a result, since the first World War of China, not only lost face, but also used too many troops, resulting in insufficient defense of the domestic border, which was gnawed by the demons. Do you think the Shenglong imperial ship has fallen to this level, and what is the foundation to fight with China? You don't have to be soft. "

"Emperor Shenglong is also a god man. Monsoon smoke killed his daughter. How could he have gone like this?"

"It's just a daughter. Compared with the safety and security of the holy dragon Empire, can he still not distinguish the importance?"

A group of emperors are talking about it. The words are full of satire. Unfortunately, they don't know it. At this moment, what they are sitting in front of is not a holy dragon.

If the real saint Dragon Emperor was here, he would have fought with the monsoon smoke for a long time.

The voices of those people were not small. A few words also reached the ears of the three people of monsoon smoke. But now Longxi had no idea to deal with these things. His eyes searched the hall without trace, trying to find his father's figure, but he did not find it after a circle.

Just as the emperors were waiting, the three figures walked into the hall slowly, and the noise in the hall stopped suddenly.

The star soul master in white stepped into the public's sight. Beside him stood the expressionless emperor Sal and the son of Long Yue.

"On behalf of the temple, thank you for coming to the Saar empire." In front of him, all the emperors seem to be short. He represents the authority of the temple, not the existence that any monarch can match.

"Master Xinghun is very kind. It's our honor to receive the invitation from the temple." Several emperors took the opportunity to show their kindness.

Although many powerful countries also have the national teachers assigned by the temple, who doesn't know that the star soul National Teachers of the SAL Empire have a high position in the temple, which is said to be second only to the existence of the temple Lord!