A hundred boxes filled with various treasures of heaven, material and earth, and spiritual stones, almost blinding people's eyes, Rong Huang almost couldn't come over.

Dragons like treasures, and so does Feng.

Rong Huang's phoenix tree forest was filled with all kinds of rare and precious treasures, shiny and beautiful.

If it weren't for so many people here now, Rong Huang could not wait to bury his little head in this pile of rare and exotic treasures, smell and sniff the exclusive aroma of the treasures.

After checking it out, Ruoyan replied, "Sect Master, no problem."

Rong Huang let out a soft cry, just when everyone thought she was going to let people go, Rong Huang didn't know where to take out a pen and a stack of paper.

"Come here, everyone line up, register the things you bring, and I can let go when I look back."

"Registration? What is the registration?" The second elder of the Brahma Sect glared at Rong Huang, "If Sect Master Rong really doesn't want to let people go, why bother to chirp like this? It's better to just post it directly!"

Rong Huang looked at the second elder with great interest, eager to try in his eyes.

The second elder suspected that if the time was not right, Rong Huang would directly come up and start a fight with them.

"Is it really going to be a war post?" Rong Huang bent down and picked up a string of emerald statuettes, and squeezed it in his palm, very arrogant. "It's okay, but if you lose it later, don't cry."

"Sect Master Rong is really joking. My Brahma Sect is also the number one sect. How could I hide from crying because I lost?"

"On the contrary, Sect Master Rong also hopes that the disciples of Saint Tianzong will not hide and cry if they lose."

The second elder of the Brahma Sect firmly believed that under the leadership of people like Rong Huang, the Holy Heaven Sect would only go downhill.

The third largest sect in the mainland will only be defeated in the end.

Rong Huang waved his hand, a little impatient, "That's a lot of nonsense, isn't it just for you to bring some ransom to ransom people?"

"I've said it, don't accept it and come to fight, don't you all have ears?"

As a villain, Rong Huang couldn't do anything else, he was the best at arousing public anger.

Just like now.

Everyone present was irritated by Rong Huang's arrogant words.

More than half of the sects headed by the second elder of the Brahma Sect gave up paying the ransom, looking at Rong Huang with red eyes with anger.

"We won't pay the ransom. The Brahma Sect is waiting for Sect Master Rong to personally bring our sect's great elder to the door!"

"In addition, the Brahma Sect is about to issue a statement to the Holy Heaven Sect, please don't refuse Sect Master Rong."

Rong Huang looked at the compelling second elder, sighed in his heart that he was really young, and then smiled and nodded.

"I am waiting!"

Rong Huang vaguely remembered that there was a gold mine in the back mountain of Brahma Sect, where the elders of the previous suzerain were buried after their deaths.

After the Brahma Sect was laid down, Rong Huang dug out all the gold in the gold mine to build a house for Feng's illness.

Isn’t there an idiom called "Golden House Cangjiao"?

Rong Huang felt that she could shove the disease into a house made of gold and hide it while the phoenix disease was still young and her head was not flexible enough.

Just thinking about it makes me happy.

The broken boy with an inflexible head: "???"

The disciples of the Brahma Sect and other elders who came to redeem people came vigorously and left with anger.

When he left, he also took away the ransom money placed on the ground, and released a cruel word.

"I hope Sect Master Rong will not regret it!"

Rong Huang smiled, not really.

Rong Huang was a little reluctant, but he didn't feel distressed when he thought of the gold mine.

Less than half of the remaining sects did not dare to force their heads, and honestly paid the ransom.