Forty elders went to the hall of elders, and three maids greeted them;

"Elders, please come with me."

The maid led the elders to the left of the first floor, where there were fifty rooms;

"Elders, this is your council hall, fifty rooms, you can choose at will, and the sect master will make an elder token for you."

The immortal aura here is so strong, of course the elders want to practice here, and everyone still has a lot to do!

An elder of the Dragon Palace nodded with satisfaction;

"Since the sect master has already made arrangements, then we must also have a leader, and the great elder must be elected, our sect master......

"Forget the Red Dust" Chapter 222: Long Zhaoyi is hitting in his hand, please wait a moment,

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