My personal school belle president

Chapter 1951 Big money!
Even set up a teleportation array! ?
The immortals below almost vomited blood when they heard Qin Yang's words.

Nima!
The teleportation array is ready!Don't you want to be so despicable and shameless!Did this kid plan it long ago?

"Ding, congratulations, master, for gaining part of the grievance points."

"Ding, congratulations master for gaining some grievance points."

"..."

Listening to the constant system prompts in his mind, and seeing the constipated expressions of those immortals, Qin Yang sneered.

How could he not know what these guys paid attention to.

Although his strength has been improved a lot by absorbing the 'Phantom Demon Qi', it is really difficult to deal with so many masters, so Qin Yang has already prepared the teleportation array.

"As long as you come out, go thousands of miles away! By the time you come back to take revenge, I will have already disappeared."

Qin Yang secretly said.

Chen Xianzun and the others stared at each other, not knowing what to do.

Chen Xianzun twitched his face a few times, cupped his hands and said embarrassingly: "Little friend, why use the teleportation array, I will return to the sect immediately after I go out, I have something important to do, so I can't delay it."

"Why? If you don't want to go out, then stay."

Qin Yang made a gesture to close the gap.

"Oh, don't..." Chen Xianzun and others hurriedly stopped.

Just kidding, give away all the magic weapons, if you still stay here, your brain is sick.

Chen Xianzun glanced at the storage ring in Qin Yang's hand, his flesh hurts badly, but right now he can only obey Qin Yang's orders.After going out, find time to teach this kid slowly.

"Everyone, the old man will take a step first and leave."

Chen Xianzun cupped his hands towards the immortals below, stepped into the gap in a flash, and disappeared after entering the portal.The others could only follow behind and left angrily.

Those remaining immortals watched them leave helplessly, and the last hope in their hearts was completely cut off.

Qin Yang said with a smile: "Time is running out, are you planning to stay, or pay the toll?"

Everyone looked at each other.

All of them are ordinary immortals. What kind of magic weapon is there? Some people have never even touched it in their entire lives. Where can they find it now?

"Son-in-law, I sensed a lot of immortal energy fluctuations twenty miles away. It should be their rescuers. Get out of here quickly, or you will be exposed."

Elder Ah San not far away suddenly sent a voice transmission.

Rescue here?

Qin Yang frowned, looking at the immortals in the formation who were unwilling to hand over their magic weapons, a cold arc rose from the corner of his mouth, and muttered, "It seems that we have to give them a sense of urgency."

"Snapped!"

Qin Yang pinched out a formula, and then snapped his fingers lightly.

At this moment, a bald man in the crowd uttered a miserable scream, curled up on the ground, trembling uncontrollably, his skin cracked inch by inch, bleeding out, making his scalp numb.

This bald man was with the Tianshan Saintess before, and Qin Yang secretly cast a spell on him.

Seeing this, several immortals hurriedly cast spells and tried their best to save him, but the bald man turned into a puddle of blood after all, and his spirit and soul were completely wiped out.

Now, everyone was finally not calm.

"It's over, it's over, if you stay here, you will really die, we can't wait any longer." A female disciple panicked, her snow-white cheeks were bloodless, and her body was trembling.

"Qin Xianyou, I am willing to hand over the toll!"

Some of the immortals who possessed top-grade magic weapons didn't dare to hesitate any longer. They took out the magic weapons they had treasured for hundreds of years, reluctantly threw them to Qin Yang, and then left from the teleportation formation.

Although losing a baby is very painful, it is nothing compared to my life.

But those 'poor' immortals were bitter.

"Mr. Qin, just let us go out. We don't have any magic weapon. Why don't we write an IOU first and give it to you after we go out?" Someone begged.

"There is no ultimate magic weapon?"

Qin Yang rubbed his chin and pondered for a long time, then said lightly, "Then take out all the valuable things on your body, take as much as you have, then kneel down, and see if I'm willing to let you go."

Hearing this, the immortals were tangled.

He was originally a poor ghost, but now he wants to hand over all his belongings, so how can he mess around in the future.

And kneeling?
How could a fairy agree to such a humiliating condition!
A young man with an upright face stepped forward, pointed at Qin Yang and said angrily, "Do you think I am a majestic immortal without any backbone? Today I am smashed to pieces, turned into pus and died here, and I will never succumb to Your lust!!"

"what--"

Suddenly, another woman uttered a miserable scream, which turned into a pool of black blood under the terrified sight of everyone.

Watching this scene, the young man clenched his fists, trembling all over, staring at Qin Yang, his eyes were burning with fire.

The next second, he thumped and knelt on the ground: "Dad, help!"

Immortals: "..."

Qin Yang: "..."

The young man took out all the pills, magic tools and talisman seals on his body, put them in the storage ring, and threw them to Qin Yang, with a flattering expression on his face: "Dad, I'm poor, please let me out ah."

When the others saw the young man's despicable behavior, they all spurned them.

An old man with silver hair and wearing a golden robe pointed at him angrily, his face was livid, and he said angrily:

"Immortal, you have your own majesty! You are so willing to be humiliated, I am really despised by people in the fairy world! Even if the old man dies, he will not be so self-deprecating!"

thump!
The old man knelt on the ground, took out the storage bag at his waist, and threw it over to Qin Yang.

Immortals: "..."

Young man: "..."

Sensing the strange eyes of the people around him, the old man turned red, stroked his beard, and said proudly:

"Although the old man is not afraid of death, he still wants to make a little contribution to the fairy world. This is called self-sacrifice and looking forward to the future! Even if the old man kneels down, his character is more noble than those standing up!"

Seeing how brazen this guy was, everyone cursed secretly.

Old stuff, how shameless!

Seeing someone take the lead in kneeling, the other immortals who were wavering at first also abandoned their dignity, took out their belongings, threw them over to Qin Yang, and knelt on the ground.

Qin Yang looked at the storage artifacts of these immortals, and couldn't help but smile.

Make big!
Make big!
"Son-in-law, run quickly, the rescuers will be here soon." Elder Ah San urged.

Qin Yang put away the magic weapon and the storage magic weapon, coughed, and said loudly: "Yes, everyone is very knowledgeable about current affairs, then let you go, goodbye."

After finishing speaking, Qin Yang closed the portal, carried Shen Suyun on his back, led His Highness Ninth Prince and the others to leave the place quickly, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Those immortals knelt on the ground in a daze, not understanding what the other party was doing in such a hurry.

When they came out of the gap one after another, they saw hundreds of immortals coming from the sky in warships, all of them were from the same sect who came to rescue them.

(End of this chapter)