Just when everyone was still thinking about what order Yang Mucheng would give, his words suddenly shocked everyone.

Even if he is a murderous alliance leader, he will not dare to destroy a sect at the same time as he ascends to the throne. Moreover, this is still a six-line sect. Yang Mucheng's order simply made everyone dare not believe it!

"I've always only said it once!"

Yang Mucheng narrowed his eyes and sneered.

Oh, yes!

At this moment, everyone couldn't help but shiver and swallow their saliva.

This is not an ordinary alliance leader, his other identity is the emperor of the Great Qian Dynasty. If the emperor speaks, and you don't follow it, it is tantamount to resisting the decree. When the time comes, I will kill you, and I don't need to explain anything!

"Kill!"

Zhu Zhengyi stood up and shouted coldly:

"The Flying Star Fish Dragon Sect is not good for the alliance leader, today I am ordered by the alliance leader to eradicate the Flying Star Fish Dragon Sect!"

Many disciples of the Flying Star Fish Dragon Sect did not react, and they were completely slaughtered.

It was their high-level who was not killed by Yang Mucheng with a sword, and they had no way to survive in the face of the attacks of so many sect master-level figures. In just half a day, it was completely slaughtered.

......

Basilica.

Yang Mucheng was on top of the first seat, he was drinking tea leisurely, and the sect masters below were standing in rows.

"Sit down?"

Yang Mucheng's eyelids raised slightly, and he looked at everyone lightly.

"Thank you, Alliance Leader!"

Everyone shouted in unison and sat down.

Even so, everyone still seemed a little restrained. On the first day of becoming the leader of the alliance, he slaughtered a sect, and this method of killing chickens and monkeys made all of them extremely afraid in their hearts. Where do you dare to face Wu Fa's unconvincing posture like before?

"Guo Fuyu, I have an elixir here that can heal your leg injury. Yang Mucheng flicked his right hand, and a pill flew into Guo Fuyu's hand.

Guo Fuyu's eyes widened, "This ......"

The others couldn't help but be secretly speechless.

This casually rewarded elixir is the top grade of the Xuan Rank. Just when everyone was envious, they heard Yang Mucheng continue:

"I am the leader of the alliance, and those who follow me prosper and those who oppose me die!" It is like the scene when Wu Fa was in power, I don't want to see it again. If you follow me with all your heart, I will never treat you badly. But if you do something small in private, then don't blame me for being ruthless. ”

Everyone nodded hurriedly.

Zhu Zheng raised his eyebrows and hurriedly said:

"Alliance leader, it's going to be grave day soon. In the past, Wu Fa took us to visit the tomb, but this year, did you take us there?"

"What grave day?" Yang Mucheng asked suspiciously.

"That's right, in Hao Tianzhou, we found a vast group of cemeteries. It is the mausoleum of dozens of Purple Mansion powerhouses! The development of this hero meeting is also to discuss the ownership of the treasures obtained from this tomb visit. As the leader of the alliance, you should take us to visit the tomb!" Zhu Zheng said.

It turns out that there is such a thing.

Yang Mucheng nodded secretly.

"How do you divide the treasures that visited the tomb in the past?" Yang Mucheng asked.

"Back to the alliance leader, the alliance leader will take the lead in selecting a treasure, and the rest of the things will be divided equally among others!" Guo Fuyu said.

After all that's said.

Everyone secretly looked at Yang Mucheng.

Don't underestimate the 'priority' of the first to select treasures. In each tomb visit, only a dozen treasures can be harvested. Wu Fa gave priority to selecting a treasure, and there were not many precious things left.

Will Yang Mucheng be even more ruthless than Wu Fa?

Will even be the first to pick two pieces?

Some people secretly speculated in their hearts.

"Hmph, the alliance leader took the lead in picking one piece, wouldn't this take the lion's lead?" Yang Mucheng shook his head slowly. "Since I am the leader of the alliance, I will change this selection method. Each visit to the grave is distributed according to the amount paid. Who contributes more, who gets more treasures, I don't know what this rule is?"

"I agree!"

Zhu Zheng's eyes lit up and hurriedly said.

"I agree!"

The crowd cheered.

According to this selection method, it is natural to be able to mobilize enthusiasm, otherwise, after a few times, those who have spent a lot of effort but can't get any treasures of the sect master, will gradually lose interest in visiting the tomb, who is willing to contribute?

Yang Mucheng's method is to let everyone see hope.

"Then let's visit the tomb in seven days! Sect Masters go back and prepare first......"

"Yes!"

The crowd was excited.

After saying goodbye to Yang Mucheng, they couldn't wait to leave.

"Holy!"

Lu Yao'er, who was counting the treasures of the Flying Star Fish Dragon Sect, came.

She was holding a demon pill in her hand, her face full of doubts.

"Everything has been counted, and only this demon pill remains. This demon pill seems to have a record of martial arts, I can't see through it, I can't see through it, and I don't dare to deal with it easily. Take a look!"

"Demon Pill?Martial Arts?"

Yang Mucheng raised his eyebrows slightly.

He knows.

The martial arts recorded with the demon pill must be the existence of the ground level. I don't know, what kind of ground-level martial art is this?

Infusing his mind into the demon pill, four big characters immediately appeared in his mind:

"The Heaven-Mending Robber"!

......

Lin Chuanzhou.

In a vast mountain, there stands a Buddhist treasure temple. This monastery is not like a temple in the mundane world, full of bodhisattvas with kind eyebrows and amiable arhats, but all of them are green-faced and fanged Shura and Vedas!

Whereas.

At the gate outside the mountain road, there is a plaque with a clear distinction between Jing Wei and Wei with five big characters on it:

Heavenly Demon Shura Temple!

This word does not have the slightest dignity and majesty, but is written by a bloodthirsty Shura, and it is full of murderous intent. If you don't know, if you come here for the first time, you might think that this Heavenly Demon Shura Temple belongs to one of the evil sects!

But on the contrary, this Heavenly Demon Shura Temple couldn't be more decent.

"Stop!"

When Yan Lao Liu was about to step into the gate, two little novices holding killing sticks at the door immediately blocked his way. "The Buddha gate is forbidden, and idle people are not allowed to enter!"

Yan Lao Liu sighed.

Back then, he had also cultivated here, but now he couldn't even enter the door of the Heavenly Demon Shura Temple.

After hesitating, he took out a jade plaque from his arms and handed it to the little novice guarding the door, saying, "Please give this jade plaque to Cong Yuanhua, and say that the old man has something to meet!"

Xiao Shami glanced at Yan Lao Liu suspiciously, and motioned to another person to guard the door, while he quickly entered the temple with a jade plate.

A moment later.

A young monk with a delicate face slowly walked out of the temple:

"Yan Lao Liu, it's been three hundred years, and none of you have ever been to this Heavenly Demon Shura Temple! Are you still complaining about me? Are the others okay, what about my younger brother from Longrong?"

"Big brother!"

The moment Yan Lao Liu saw the young man, he knelt down with a bang and cried: "The senior brothers are all dead, and the third senior brother is also dead!"

The next moment.

The young monk's face turned pale.

(End of chapter)