The confession was rejected, and the identity of the son of the god of my imperial clan was exposed

Chapter 150 It was a misunderstanding just now. It was a joke between Shenzi and I. I got Meteor Tears.

At this moment, the dean's office was already in pieces and reduced to ruins, and the scene outside could be seen at a glance.

Therefore, after Su Baiming saw the scene outside, he immediately did not dare to make a mistake in front of Jiang Junze.

Just because the surroundings are densely packed with soldiers of the King's Realm wearing armor and holding sharp swords.

The strength of these King-level soldiers is much higher than that of the King-level monks in the lower realm.

They are all as powerful as dragons and powerful.

In particular, the fierce and domineering look of a pair of tiger eyes made Su Baiming's heart tremble.

Even though Su Baiming was at the King's Realm who was proudly standing at the pinnacle of the lower realm, facing so many King's Realm soldiers who were eyeing him with eager eyes, he couldn't resist at all in his heart.

Su Baiming was very sure that as long as he dared to make any move, one after another thunderous strikes would be waiting for him.

Therefore, Su Baiming was scared, very thoroughly.

Just like an ordinary person, it is impossible to defeat a hundred thousand tall, powerful, and fully armed elite soldiers.

"Huh? Didn't you vow to kill me just now? Why are you kneeling down now?"

Jiang Junze looked surprised and asked in surprise.

Su Baiming was very arrogant and domineering in front of him before.

"Son of God! It was just a misunderstanding. I...I was joking with you!"

Su Baiming showed a flattering smile very wisely at this moment and said continuously.

"Oh...! So it was a joke! Then where are my meteor tears?"

Jiang Junze nodded, seeming to agree with Su Baiming's statement.

"Yo! Look at my memory, right here! Right here!"

Su Baiming slapped his head, pretending to have a poor memory, and quickly took out a thumb-sized, ice-blue, teardrop-shaped crystal from his storage ring, and presented it to Jiang Junze with both hands.

This is the Tears of the Meteor, with the Tao rhyme flowing on it, the precious light blooming, and the mysterious aura looming. It does not seem to be a thing from the lower world.

Su Baiming looked at the meteor tears that he personally presented to Jiang Junze, his eyes were full of the feeling of being unable to let go, and at the same time, he felt endless hatred for Jiang Junze in his heart.

This meteor tear was the basis for him to enter the holy realm, and it was also his lifeblood. He didn't expect that it would be snatched away by Jiang Junze, a robber.

But there was nothing he could do. Judging from the current situation, he had no power to resist at all. He could only watch Jiang Junze take away his meteor tears.

"That's right! It's indeed my meteor tears!"

After Jiang Junze got the Meteor Tears, he looked at it carefully and felt a sense of joy in his heart.

Before, he was living in the lower world, his talent was not obvious, and he had not yet awakened the Heavenly Hegemony. With the help of Meteor Tears, he was able to survive in the lower world where the strong were respected, and was admitted to the famous White Deer Academy, a holy land of cultivation.

It can be said that without the assistance of Meteor Tears, Jiang Junze might have died in the lower realm before his family could welcome him back.

"Mine! It's obviously my Meteor Tears! You robber...!"

Su Baiming already hated Jiang Junze in his heart.

The Meteor Tears clearly belonged to him, Su Baiming, but now after Jiang Junze snatched the Meteor Tears, he even brazenly said that the Meteor Tears were his, which really pissed him off.

However, Su Baiming did not dare to say these words, so he could only congratulate from the side against his will: "Congratulations to the Son of God for regaining his lost body and making him shed tears of stars!"

"Ok!"

Jiang Junze nodded, looking more and more satisfied with the meteor tears in his hand, and a bright smile appeared on his face involuntarily.

Seeing that Jiang Junze was in a good mood, Su Baiming rolled his eyes: "Son of God! I wonder if I can leave?"

After saying this, Su Baiming suddenly became nervous. It depends on whether he lives or dies.

"Of course you can leave! Why are you still here?"

When Jiang Junze heard this, he looked at Su Baiming in surprise.

"Thank you, Son of God! Thank you, Son of God!" Su Baiming was so excited that he almost jumped out of his chest after hearing this.

He survived, he survived. At this moment, he turned around and left without hesitation, fearing that Jiang Junze would suddenly regret it.

"Come here, give this Dean Su a send!"

"By the way, if Dean Su goes on the road alone, he will inevitably feel a little lonely. Let's do this! Let's send him off in a lively manner together with Dean Su's nine tribes! It will also save them the loneliness on the road!"

Jiang Junze said again.

"Yes! Son of God!"

After hearing this, the One Hundred Thousand King Realm monks instantly understood what Jiang Junze meant, and cruel smiles appeared on everyone's faces.

Of course the son of God who offended the Jiang family of his imperial clan could leave, but the direction he took was towards hell.

"Jiang Junze! What do you mean? As I said just now, this is just a misunderstanding!"

"And you also took away my Meteor Tears, so this matter is settled. Why are you still so vicious? Not only do you want to kill me? You also want to kill all nine of my clans?"

When Su Baiming heard this, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave and asked angrily.

"Because I want this, you and your nine tribes must die, do you understand?"

Jiang Junze said it matter-of-factly without any unnecessary nonsense.

Not to mention anything else, just saying that Su Baiming wanted to kill Jiang Junze was a capital crime.

The divine son of the Imperial Clan cannot be deceived. Anyone who deceives him will undoubtedly die, and it is not just Su Baiming who will die, all nine clans will be killed.

Just like before, the former dean of White Deer Academy, Xu Changli, and the founding leader of the Tianwu Empire, Emperor Yan, a ninth-level king-level powerhouse, coveted Jiang Junze's Cangtian Hegemon blood. They wanted to imprison Jiang Junze and bloodlette him regularly. In the end, they all ended up being executed. The fate of the Nine Clans.

With such an example before, Su Baiming actually wanted to kill Jiang Junze. It was not a pity for such a person to die.

"No... don't...! One person does the work and the other takes responsibility! You... you can't punish my nine tribes, why do you punish my nine tribes?"

Su Baiming's heart completely collapsed, endless regret emerged, and he roared angrily.

"Just because I have such strength!"

Jiang Junze's eyes were indifferent, as if he were an emperor looking down on the people of the world. His voice was sonorous and powerful. Then he looked at the [-] King-level soldiers: "What are you waiting for? Send Dean Su and all his nine tribes on their way!"

"Yes!"

The voices of the Jiang family's [-] King-level soldiers were like the roar of thunder, shaking all directions, and they responded in unison.

The extremely terrifying murderous intention burst out from the bodies of the [-] King Realm soldiers, causing the situation to change.

"No...I will fight with you...!"

Su Baiming wanted to resist.

But before he could take action, dozens of attacks had already fallen on him.

Puff puff……!
Blood filled the sky, and corpses flew everywhere.

In less than a breath, Su Baiming had transformed from a complete person into a pile of corpses of various sizes and shapes.

He used his realm to suppress Jiang Junze before and cut Jiang Junze into countless pieces countless times.

However, Jiang Junze, who has a secret word by his side, can recover quickly.

After Su Baiming's body was cut into dozens of pieces, he had no life left and could no longer die.

As for Su Baiming's nine tribes, they will soon accompany him.

Now, Jiang Junze has obtained Meteor Tears and dealt with Su Baiming and his nine tribes. There is no longer any nostalgia here, and it is time to return to the family.

"Son of God! Don't you want to know how I will deal with Yunyao?"

Returning to the family's flying boat, Yan Ruyu looked at Jiang Junze's profile and asked...

(End of this chapter)