Su Chen smiled evilly, and a dazzling light floated around his body.
At this moment, he was the most dazzling star here. He turned back and blinked at Yi Tianyang and Su Zhan who looked stupid.
"Good guy, he became the boss of Shenlong Cult, fuck~"
Zhuangzhuang was in high spirits, slapping his pig ears back and forth.
"It has to be my brother Chen. Is this a feat?"
Su Zhan's eyes were filled with admiration for Su Chen.
"It's more than just a feat, it's simply an unparalleled feat."
Like Su Zhan, Yi Tianyang's admiration originating from the depths of his soul could no longer be expressed in words.
Let Su Chen come to the Shenlong Sect as an undercover agent just to let him know more about this mysterious organization and get some information. Fortunately, he sneaked into the Tianmo headquarters directly and became its young master. Now he has become a The boss of Shenlong Cult, even Yuan Xingye, the deputy leader, must obey him.
This kind of thing is so dreamy and outrageous that no one would believe it unless they saw it with their own eyes.
It's hard to imagine how wonderful the expressions of the senior leaders of the Shenlong Sect would be on the day Su Chen's identity was revealed.
Plop!
The Fourth Holy Son, who had just clamored for Yuan Xingye to make the decision for them, sat down on the ground. Even the hard ground was cracked. He didn't know if his butt hurt.
All the Holy Sons and all the Tenglong elders who came to ask for explanations were ashen at this moment, and they felt more uncomfortable than eating flies.
Especially Zhao Mingyang, he really wanted to slap his big face.
You said you had nothing to do to join in the fun. Is Chen Tianming so easy to mess with?
Last time I asked for 100,000 yuan, but I don’t know what happened this time. Even the Sixth Holy Son said he would kill me, so I was nothing.
Now that even Yuan Xingye has to bow to Chen Tianming, who are they?
Su Chen walked up to the Fourth Holy Son, condescendingly said, "Don't you want someone to make the decision for you? Now, this young master is here to make the decision for you. I will make the decision for you."
"No, it's my fault, I deserve to die. The young master's people just ate a few monsters. It's the blessing of those monsters. I was bewitched by the sixth man, and lard deceived my heart, so I thought of doing evil to the young master. If someone takes action, please punish me, young master."
The Fourth Holy Son's face changed completely. He knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing, sweating all over the floor, and kept begging for mercy.
Plop...
On the side, the Second Holy Son, the Third Holy Son, and the Fifth Holy Son all knelt down, as well as the Tenglong elders, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing.
Mudd, you still have to say shit and be the master of shit.
This is the young master of the Demon Tribe. Whoever dares to make the decision for them, Chen Tianming has the final say here. With just one word from him, everyone can die on the spot.
Life is more important than saving face.
Behind, Yi Tianyang and Su Zhan were sighing. Obviously, they did not expect that Su Chen, a young demon master, could be so noble.
Yes, the Shenlong Sect itself was supported by the Heavenly Demon Clan. To put it bluntly, it was a slave kept in captivity by the Heavenly Demon Clan. No matter how powerful a slave was, he was still a slave. He did not dare to raise his head in front of his master.
The people of the Shenlong Sect have deep-seated reverence for the Heavenly Demons. They believe that the Heavenly Demons' bloodline is the best in the world and they are superior. Their lifelong dream is to improve their bloodline and become a true Heavenly Demon.
Facing a young demon master, no one dared to resist. The demon messenger stood there like a sharp sword hanging above their heads.
Even the deputy leader can be dismissed with just one word from the demon messenger.
To put it bluntly, they are all dogs raised by the Demon Clan.
Dogs naturally want to be obedient. If they don't, they will be beaten or killed.
Looking at the people kneeling on the ground, Su Chen felt proud, and there was undisguised disgust deep in his eyes, especially the saints in front of him. From the moment they ate the five elements flavor in front of Su Chen, Su Chen felt proud. Chen Chen didn't regard them as human beings.
"It's time to change the rules of the Dragon Cult."
Su Chen turned to look at Yuan Xingye: "Master Leader, don't you think there are too many holy sons of the Shenlong Sect?"
Yuan Xingye's body trembled and he spoke quickly: "Young Master is right, please re-establish the rules."
Hearing this, the great saints were completely in despair.
It was all over, even Yuan Xingye was bowing down to Chen Tianming. It could be said that their lives were held in Su Chen's hands.
There are too many Sons, what does that mean?
Chen Tianming wants to depose the Holy Son.
Buzzing…
The sword in Su Chen's hand made a buzzing sound, and the sword flashed with thunder and crackled.
Su Chen's eyes were cold, and he glanced at the saints in front of him: "From now on, you will be deprived of your status as saints and demoted to ordinary believers. You tied up my mount and my people and frightened them. Each person offers two hundred thousand mid-grade Yuan Stones as compensation, do you understand?"
Su Chen's words were like a ruthless judgment that rippled through the Sixth Saint Child Peak.
"Damn it, I'm rich!"
Zhuangzhuang cheered on the spot, not caring what others thought.
Su Chen sneered in his heart, kill them? They can do it at any time. When they reach the secret realm of Tianduan Mountain, they will all die, but before they die, they must drain all their value.
"What?"
The several saint sons were like five thunders, and they all collapsed on the ground. There was no trace of their former glory.
Being deprived of the title of Holy Son and becoming an ordinary member of the church was a big enough blow, and each of them had to spend 200,000 middle-grade Yuanshi to pay for his life.
Two hundred thousand, what is that concept?
"I will give you half an hour to come up with compensation, and then transfer all the academic affairs you are responsible for to Yi Tianyang."
Su Chen said coldly.
"Young master, spare your life, I really can't get the 200,000 middle-grade Yuan stones."
The Fourth Holy Son cried.
"If you can't take it out, don't take it."
Su Chen's tone was cold, and the Destiny Sword in his hand vibrated, piercing the fourth Holy Son's head with a pop.
Kill the chicken to scare the monkey!
"I won't repeat my words twice. If you don't want to take the money, you don't have to take it."
Su Chen glanced at the other three saints.
The Fifth Holy Son was so frightened that he peed his pants.
Chen Tianming is so damn cruel. They are usually cruel people, but compared to Chen Tianming, they are nothing.
"Okay, I'll give it, I'll give it."
"Young master, spare your life, I will go and prepare now."
The three saint sons rolled around and went back as quickly as possible to prepare the Yuan Stone.
Who dares to neglect?
Who dares to bargain?
This is money to buy your life, not a negotiation with you.
Do you still expect Chen Tianming to be merciful? Do you think he looks like a compassionate person?
On the other side, a dozen Tenglong elders were lying on the ground, shivering. One of them was shaking the most violently, and his hands were sweating all the time.
He is Zhao Mingyang, who was blackmailed by Su Chen for 100,000 yuan last time and has already lost everything.
Looking at today's situation, if he doesn't have a hundred thousand yuan, he can't get away, but he can't even get a hair out of it.
Isn't this over?
Chen Tianming killed the Holy Son whenever he asked, and he was considered a fool.
Su Chen turned his gaze, looked at these Tenglong elders, and said: "When I do things, I always distinguish between grudges and grudges, and I am fair and just. One hundred thousand per person is to compensate my mount and Su Zhan for their injured souls. Remember, this is after I showed great mercy." After all, my people can’t be touched by anyone who wants to. You don’t have to give them, and I won’t force them, but the sword in my hand has a bad temper.”
"Yes, there are clear grievances, hahaha..."
Zhuang Zhuang laughed loudly. Su Zhan and Yi Tianyang on the side turned red, feeling somewhat embarrassed.
How thick-skinned do you have to be to say something like this?
Your people made a big mistake, eating someone else's mount, but it was someone else's fault, and they used huge wealth to soothe their trauma.
Is there any heavenly principle?
Is there any royal law?
Boom!
As soon as Su Chen finished speaking, Zhao Mingyang grabbed the ground with his head and spat out a mouthful of old blood.
Fortunately for the others, they were mentally prepared and breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the price of one hundred thousand. If Chen Tianming Lion opened his mouth and treated them like the Holy Son, they would have to wait for death.
After all, with their status in the Dragon Cult, they are not as rich as the Holy Son.
A group of old guys hurriedly prepared money. Although they were dissatisfied, they did not dare to reason with Chen Tianming.
Only those who have a good brain would dare to reason with Chen Tianming.
What is truth? Truth is based on power.
Su Chen glanced around, looked at the stunned congregants, looked at the four guardians and the eight kings, and said with a smile: "Do you think it is reasonable for me to handle the teaching affairs this way?"
"Reasonable, reasonable, quite reasonable."
"That's naturally reasonable. They offended the young master. The young master was kind and gave them a chance to live. This is their luck."
"I have long said that there are too many saints in the Holy Religion. This is not good. Just leave one or two."
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The higher-ups of Shenlong Sect are all flattering.
What you say is reasonable is reasonable. Who dares to say no?
Zhao Mingyang left the Sixth Saint Child Peak tremblingly and grabbed an elder Tenglong: "Brother Qin, borrow some money."
"I don't even have enough if I borrow your sister."
Zhao Mingyang was so miserable that Su Chen gave him half an hour. Within half an hour, he had to borrow 100,000 middle-grade Yuan stones. If he couldn't borrow it, he would be completely ruined.
As for running away?
Are you kidding, where are you going? He is just a dragon. If he wants to escape from the Dragon Secret Realm in front of so many Tianyuan Realms, it will be harder than ascending to the sky.
Almost no one has the idea of running away. Running means death, and there is no chance to even spend money to buy one's life.
Poor Zhao Mingyang borrowed a lot of money and didn't even get a hair.
In the end, Zhao Mingyang went to borrow money from the elders who had not participated in today's world, but he also failed.
"One hundred thousand, how can I borrow it? How will you pay it back if I lend it to you? Will you pay it back in the next life?"
"Zhao Mingyang, you have already suffered a loss once. Why don't you remember it better? Why do you have to participate in this kind of thing? Hey, you should be lucky."
"If you don't borrow the money, you won't be able to pay it back in the next life. I pray that the young master will be lenient to you. After all, you have already given him one hundred thousand. You are different from others. Maybe I will let you go this time."
"Brother Zhao, it's not that I won't lend it to you. In fact, I can't afford that much. Besides, Chen Tianming has now become the Young Master of the Demon and has a distinguished status. I don't dare to offend him. If lending you money makes him unhappy, I It’s hard to get by.”
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