Just as Mo Xuanqi was about to speak, Qin Ran waved his hand and shouted: "This is the first rule I have set for you! The second rule is that from now on, disciples of the seven sects will never interact with loose cultivators again. There will be a conflict, otherwise, no matter who is right or wrong, I will be the head of your seven sects!"
"Wha... what?" Mo Xuanqi, Gu Lixi, Mu Bai and others were so angry that they almost jumped up.
In the eyes of Mo Xuanqi and others, Qin Dong's first rule was enough to embarrass the seven sects. This second rule made it clear that it was unfair and unfair to bully the seven sects. just! If this rule is really implemented, wouldn't it mean that those powerless cultivators can run rampant in the Abyss of Darkness, while the seven sects pretend to be grandsons
"This is absolutely impossible! You are dreaming!" Gu Lixi shouted unbearably.
Qin Dong suddenly pushed forward with both palms, and countless chaotic forces roared and rolled across the sky and earth like countless giant dragons. There are hundreds of masters from the seven sects. Under this kind of aura, each of them is like stepping on the waves, swaying, and it is difficult to even stand firm. [
"What do you want to do?" Mo Xuanqi asked with a changed expression while struggling desperately to resist Qin Dong's power of chaos.
Qin Dong said in a cold voice, "I, Qin Dong, have set the rules. If anyone disobeys, I will erase him from this world!" As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Dongping's raised palms suddenly lifted up, like Tens of thousands of grenades were detonated, and a loud rumbling sound was heard, exploding simultaneously in the crowd of White Feather Sect disciples.
The disciples of the White Feather Sect were unlucky. They didn't even have a chance to react before being blasted into the sky by Qin Dong's spiritual power. When they landed, they all turned into dead bodies. Following the Seven Star Sect and the Black Tiger Clan, the White Feather Sect also suffered heavy losses.
Seeing that his disciples were all dead and he was the only one left, Mu Bai was shocked, angry, and frightened. His eyes widened, as if he was stupid, and he couldn't say a word for a long time. .
This thunder-like method and Shura-like heart made Mo Xuanqi, Gu Lixi and others obediently shut their mouths, their faces full of fear.
When Qin Dong saw this, he snorted coldly, and then said, "The third rule is that from now on, the seven sects must pay tribute to my eldest brother Feng Daxia on a monthly basis!"
"Pay tribute?" Qin Dong's third rule made everyone open their eyes. Even Feng Lang didn't expect it and was very surprised.
"That's right! Starting today, your seven sects will have to pay my eldest brother a thousand yuan of spiritual crystals, a hundred spiritual cores, and a thousand kilograms of medicinal herbs. If anything is missing, the White Feather Sect will be your role model. !”
"Qin, you...you have gone too far!" Gu Lixi was so angry that he coughed and almost vomited blood on the spot.
Before, only the casual cultivators paid tribute to the seven sects and were blackmailed by the seven sects. Unexpectedly, the situation changed, and it was the seven sects' turn to be unlucky so soon.
A thousand pieces of spiritual crystals, a hundred spiritual cores, and a thousand kilograms of medicinal herbs are neither too much nor too little, which is enough to account for one-half of the monthly income of the seven sects. How is it possible to say that the Seven sects are not distressed
Feng Lang, Long Quan and other casual cultivators were all very excited at this time, and they were all trembling with excitement. With the monthly tribute from the seven sects, they no longer have to worry about materials. In the future, they will definitely get twice the result with half the effort when practicing. For them, this is simply a great good thing.