Everyone has chosen the demon clan, who would still practice seriously?

This time, not only Feng Chengliu Jun was stunned, but even the monks who were eating melons around were also standing there in a daze.

Did they hear it right?

Hand over all the treasures?!

Feng Chengliu Jun refuted loudly, "I don't agree!"

Lan Hairou smiled coldly, "You look disgusting, but you think beautifully. This is our Lan Hai family's property, it's none of your business!"

She snapped her fingers, and the golden thread floated out from Feng Cheng Liujun's robe again and fell into Lan Hairou's palm.

"Saint girl, this is my father's life weapon. After his death, this weapon recognized me as its master."

"Although I gave it to the old beast who sealed the city, I am my father's direct bloodline. I have just used the blood explosion method to call back the magic weapon and now I am presenting it to the Saint!"

Random raised an eyebrow, "Are you sure?"

The Lanhai family was originally a large and powerful family, but over the years, the family has lost its talent and no high-level cultivators have appeared.

The elders in the clan either died in battle or were too old to be promoted.

That's why Lan Hairou married Feng Chengliujun from a small family.

A lean camel is still bigger than a horse. Even though the Lanhai family is not as powerful as before, it still has a deep foundation and the treasures in the clan are innumerable.

"Lan Hairou is willing to offer all the treasures of the clan and the right to rule the Abyssal Sea, just to ask the Saint to save my son's life!"

There were three magic veins sealed in Chu Yang's body, and because of the long time, these three magic veins had dried up.

Lan Hairou has already invited more than a dozen magic doctors, but all of them are helpless.

The saint can see the problem with Chu Yang and can definitely save his life.

Feng Chengliujun was shocked and angry, and tried to stop him:

"The Saint said just now that this is our family affair, so don't break your promise!"

Ren Yi laughed and said disapprovingly: "Lan Hairou is the head of the Lan Hai family. She decided to present all the family treasures to me and Youhuang Palace. This is a matter of state."

She asked in a deep voice: "How dare the head of Fengcheng family interfere in state affairs?"

Feng Chengliu was so angry that he let her talk about all the family and national affairs!

The crowd of onlookers suddenly started talking.

“Can this be delivered?”

"You don't understand this, right? Although the things are in Fengcheng Liujun's hands, they are all the life instruments of the Lanhai family's elders and patriarchs. They have been accumulated from generation to generation and all belong to the Lanhai family. So, even if the Lanhai family wants to hand them over, he can't do anything about it."

"The Lanhai family is now lacking in talent. If we don't return, we won't be able to protect these treasures. Madam Fengcheng, no, it's the head of the Lanhai family. This is called cutting off the firewood from under the cauldron!"

"I don't think so. Feng Chengliujun is narrow-minded to begin with. Now that he sees his favorite concubine being killed, how could he easily hand over the treasure?"

Those who had long been at odds with Fengcheng Liujun even mocked him at this moment: "The owner of the treasure said that he had given it to the Saint, how dare he not hand it over?"

The man snorted coldly: "No matter how powerful the Fengcheng family is, they are still rookies after all. Do they dare to confront the royal family head-on?"

"Does he dare to rebel?"

When everyone heard this, they shuddered and shut their mouths.

The saint has passed the succession test and obtained the demon clan's decree.

Now she represents the Demon Emperor Clan. If she had been in power before the succession, Fengcheng Liujun would have dared to fight back, but now...

The royal family has a superior status among the demons because they are the direct descendants of the creator demon god.

If he really dared to rebel against the Saint, it would be tantamount to provoking the royal family and disrespecting the authority and status of the four kings and one emperor.

Not to mention that ordinary cultivators like them would not agree, even the four kings and one emperor would not allow it.

Ren Yi raised her eyebrows slightly and said casually, "I will take your treasure."

Lan Hairou was overjoyed, "Thank you, Saint! Thank you, Saint!"

Feng Cheng Liu Jun smiled coldly, "Saint, don't be too arrogant. His magic veins have dried up. The constantly drying up spiritual veins will gradually spread throughout his body, and he will no longer have any vitality!"

Things have come to this point, and Feng Chengliu Jun no longer needs to pretend to be a loving father and a filial son.

"Lan Hairou, only my unique technique can delay his death. If you are willing to commit suicide immediately to apologize to Yan'er, I may consider it!"

Lan Hairou suddenly turned around and looked at the person who had been sleeping beside her in the past. Anger surged in her eyes and tears fell.

"You beast!"

"I was so blind that I fell in love with something like you!"

The monks around him also stared blankly at Feng Cheng Liu Jun, refreshing their perception of his bottom line.

He glanced casually at Lan Hai Chu Yang.

I found that he was always calm and his eyes were very indifferent.

It was as if the person in front of him who wanted to kill him was not the father he once admired and wanted recognition from.

He looked at Fengcheng Liujun casually, then suddenly raised his hands and clapped.

"I really have to thank Master Fengcheng for letting me see how shameless and despicable people can be."

She looked around, pointed at Feng Chengliu Jun and said, "Come, everyone, come and look at this shameless man and open your eyes."

Low laughter could be heard all around.

Feng Chengliu Jun's face turned pale, and his tiger eyes stared at Ren Yi intently.

"Saint girl, there is no need to be so eloquent. Looking around the three realms, there is no one who can heal!"

He waved his hand casually, "The Lord of Fengcheng Family doesn't need to worry about this."

Feng Chengliu Jun snorted coldly, turned around and walked out with his seriously injured youngest son.

"and many more!"

Ren Yi looked at him with a smile, but her words were as sharp as a knife.

"If you do not hand over the treasures of the Lanhai family before you step out of Youhuang Palace today, you will be regarded as disrespecting the royal family and disobeying the order, and as treason!"

She took a step forward and uttered a few words softly:

"The head of the Fengcheng family must think carefully."

In the previous life, Prince Wan clearly had a large army under his command, but he was unwilling to be called king and be labeled as a traitor, so he could only use all means to gain the recognition of the demons.

This is because the authority and status of the Demon Emperor's family is the basis for ruling the demon clan, and if he opposes all of this, it would be tantamount to opposing himself.

Even Prince Wan doesn't dare, so how dare he, Feng Chengliu Jun, do so?

With a wave of his hand, Zarshi, who was behind him, led a team of guards from the Youhuang Palace to kneel down on the ground.

"I swear to defend Youhuang Palace to the death!"

The sound was so loud that everyone who had been enjoying the show at first stopped watching it and remained silent.

He stood in front calmly, but had no intention of backing down.

Feng Cheng Liu Jun stood at the gate of Youhuang Palace, with magical power surging around him.

The air was tense and ready to explode.

Chu Yang's hazy eyes suddenly became deep, and he stared fixedly at Ren Yi in front of him.

She was not wearing royal robes, but only a dark red long skirt.

There is a circle of white fluffy piping at the neckline, and a soaring blue dragon is embroidered on the hem with black and gold thread, making it look even more noble and luxurious.

But he felt that the saint was not like the women of their demon clan.

The eye mask on her face added a hint of murderousness and distance to her originally bright appearance.

It seemed as if she was born to be the king that everyone should kneel down and look up to.

His palms slowly clenched. If he could survive...

He must survive!

In front, Feng Chengliu Jun calculated the gains and losses in his mind, and ultimately could not bear the label of treason.

He opened the storage ring, and more than a dozen high-level magical weapons flew out of the ring one after another, floating in the air.

Feng Chengliu Jun pushed back with his hand, and the magic weapon immediately flew in front of Ren Yi.

The youngest son Feng Chengyu, who was beside him, felt extremely sad when he saw the magic weapons that his father had promised to leave for him flying away.

Chu Yang is a loser who only knows how to get into trouble. Why should we return these things to him!

But Feng Chengliu Jun didn't want to get entangled any longer, so he turned around and tried to leave, but Ran stopped him again.

"Has the head of Fengcheng family forgotten the most important thing?"

Feng Cheng Liu Jun sneered, "The right to rule Qianyuan Sea was voluntarily handed over to me by Lan Hairou. Qianyuan Sea is one of the four holy seas in the Demon Realm. The Saint Girl has no right to touch Qianyuan Sea!"

"When the Saint Lady really ascends the throne and becomes the Demon King, the Four Holy Seas will be redistributed. At that time, I will definitely offer my services to you with both hands!"

He waved his hand and said, "That's not what I'm asking."

She pointed at Feng Chengliu Jun's robe and said, "The Six Suns robe is also from the Lanhai family."

Feng Cheng Liujun looked at Ren Yi in astonishment, and then flew into a rage, "You want me to take it off now?"

Lan Hairou reacted and immediately stood up with her hands on her hips.

"This robe is the birthday gift I gave you. Take it off!"