The King of Hell is Genius Pampered Wife

And everyone in this room has changed.

"Array?! What array is this?! "

"Jun Tianyang, what do you want to do?!"

"Are you going against all the families and clans of Siam?"

Yes, there are powerful arrays in this hall.

Once this array is opened, it will imprison at least 70% of the monks' accomplishments.

Almost at the start of the array, these people run their mental power and try to break free, but they can't compete with the array at all.

At this moment, people are really flustered.

They don't believe that the monarch's family dares to kill all the friars on the scene.

But what if they really dare? What if they're really crazy?

Jun Tianyang shakes the folding fan in his hand and looks down at all the people in the field. His eyes are like a cat playing with a mouse. "The world of cultivation has always been a place where the weak eat the strong. Don't you worship God because he is so much better than you?"

"Today, we have not only the most powerful Jun Beiji in the cultivation world, but also three thousand unique Jun Yueze, who are better than you in Fuzhen, cultivation, even financial power and power. Don't you take it for granted that you regard our old ancestors as king? "

Jun Tianyang's words made everyone's face on the stage more ugly.

Suddenly, someone knelt on one knee and looked devout: "my emperor Huayang is willing to send for your family."

"My family is willing to be the leader of Fengqian."

"I'm willing to be the leader of your family!"

More and more family leaders kneel on one knee and swear allegiance to Jun Beiji.

From the beginning to the end, there is no change in the look of the king, but with coldness and arrogance.

Jun Tian Yang has a satisfied smile on his face.

These are the clans that he had already recovered. The assassins who opposed them died long ago.

And because of the loyalty of these people, the rest of us will naturally waver.

Plus, the attitude of the two

When they were in doubt, Bai Wei, the Western King, and Han Ze, the northern king, took the first two steps and bowed slightly to the king.

There is no sense of humiliation on their faces, only obedience, "we are willing to follow your predecessors, and believe that Siam today, only your predecessors can lead us to defeat the demons."

Jun Beiji's eyes finally fell on them and nodded slightly, "you are very good. I won't treat you badly! "

Xi Yue, who has been watching, saw this scene, and finally his pupil shrank.

The West King and the North King used to be God level masters. They never paid attention to the monks of Siam. Why they were so deferential to the king, the North Ji.

Many families and clans began to hesitate and fear because of the devotion of so many forces.

But some families are adamant in their opposition.

For example, Tianyi Valley, Baijia, Yunjia and Shenyue palace.

Bai Yingfan frowns tightly. Under the pressure of the array, sweat seeps from his forehead, but his expression is very firm: "we Bai family are not ready to participate in..."

Before he had finished speaking, his face suddenly changed and he fell to the ground, groaning bitterly.

"Uncle!" Bai ruohuan exclaimed and raised the man up. However, Bai Yingfan's face was blue and his lips were purple. He was obviously poisoned. "How could this happen?"