As soon as Pan Long spoke, the atmosphere in the small reception room changed completely.

At the time of just this sentence, it seemed that this place had turned into a harsh winter, the ground was frosty, the air was full of cold mist, and even the hot milk tea in the cup was frozen.

If you just look at this cold appearance, even if you say that this is a cold zone in the middle of winter, probably no one will doubt it.

When Clifton heard Pan Long's words, he was about to be furious, but he was glared at by his eyes, and then forced by the frost turned into murderous qi around him, and suddenly all his anger turned into nothing, leaving only panic and trembling.

He has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, and his strength is not bad, and his vision is not bad. A character who can turn the environment into a harsh winter in one sentence, but I have never heard of it.

At this moment, he realized the identity of the other party.

His body trembled violently, almost to the point where he couldn't sit still.

He tried to speak, but as soon as he opened his mouth, his teeth chattered violently, and his mouth only gurgled incessantly, and he couldn't even say a word that he could hear clearly.

Fear was like a sharp eagle's claw, firmly gripping his heart, making it difficult for him to even breathe, let alone bargain or beg for mercy.

But the strange thing is that everyone is close at hand, but Natalia and Douglas are only slightly cold. The two of them tightened the clothes on their bodies, and each used the invisible technique to protect themselves, so they blocked the coldness and returned to normal.

In contrast, Clifton, whose formless cultivation was far higher than them, was already so cold that he could hardly breathe and was almost frozen to death.

After a few seconds, Pan Long seemed to realize that he had gone a little too far, snorted coldly, and restrained his breath a little.

The cold in the room suddenly weakened a little, although it was still uncomfortably cold, but at least it was no longer dripping into ice like the harsh winter in the Arctic Circle, so that people couldn't even speak.

Only then did Clifton breathe a sigh of relief, slumped on the couch and breathed desperately, before he choked on his own spittle, coughing so much that he almost vomited his heart and lungs.

Pan Long looked at him coldly, and after a while, said, "There are still twenty seconds." ”

These words were like a basin of ice water poured on his head, which made Clifton suddenly agitate, and immediately stopped coughing, paralyzed, and straightened up and shouted: "I do! I do! I do, my lord!

The person in front of him has such power just by saying a word, at least he is also a person who has cultivated into a life, and may even be a great named person who is qualified to act on behalf of Si Chen.

What else can he say in the face of such a big guy?

Not to mention that people just want him to lose his cultivation, even if he wants to chop his hands and stomp his feet, he can only grit his teeth and admit it.

Only by living can there be hope, and only by living can there be a future. Everything else, in the face of "living", is not worth mentioning!

Moreover, as a cult leader, he controlled dozens of people who cultivated the invisible technique, even if his cultivation was damaged, as long as he sacrificed one or two believers as sacrifices, he could make up for his cultivation again, in fact, ...... It's not a big loss.

It is true that it is not easy for him to "progress", but it is not difficult to just "recover".

Weighing the pros and cons, he figured it out almost instantly. After settling down, he first confessed his sins repeatedly, saying that he was shallow and almost missed a major event, and hoped to forgive his sins.

Pan Long squinted his eyes again and didn't speak again.

He had already made up his mind in his heart, and at this moment he disdained to talk nonsense about this filthy thing that was bad to the bottom of his bones.

Natalia smiled and talked to Cliff about it.

Her attitude was very polite, but her attitude was very resolute, and she insisted that the time was urgent, and she wanted to complete the promotion ceremony as soon as possible.

Clifton escaped, knowing that he should fully cooperate at this moment, but the greed and miserliness in his heart gradually rose, and he couldn't help but want to delay time.

For him, if he was desperate to hold an ascension ceremony as soon as possible, not only would he have to lose a lot of cultivation, but he would also have to sacrifice some precious magic weapons, and maybe even one or two powerful believers.

But if you give him some time, let him prepare. Then he can use ordinary people as sacrifices, first go to the wandering house to find a suitable medium, and then hold an ascension ceremony, not only will the degree of damage to cultivation be reduced a lot, but the consumption of magic weapons will also be reduced, and more importantly, that kind of ritual does not need to sacrifice believers.

The cultists who fanatically believed in him were only tools that could be sacrificed at any time, but they were his most important tools. These people earn money for him, collect resources for him, capture sacrifices for him, and even die in his place at critical moments.

For him, if he could, it would be better not to lose these believers.

In particular, after he holds the promotion ceremony, his cultivation will definitely be greatly damaged, and if he wants to make up for his cultivation, he will inevitably need to "use" these believers. When the time comes, I don't know how much I have to consume in order to recover. If you consume some more during the Ascension Ceremony...... I'm afraid that there is not much backbone left under his command.

It's not easy for these fanatical believers to cultivate, and they have suffered too many losses, which is really distressing!

He didn't say anything about these things, but Natalia had worked in the Anti-Suppression Bureau for several years, and she knew all about the activities of these cults. As soon as I saw his spitting appearance, I guessed a few points. Combined with what he said, a little reasoning will show what he is worried about.

Seeing that it was already five o'clock in the afternoon, and the two sides had been bargaining for almost an hour, she couldn't help but shake her head and sigh, and said, "Clifton 'Pope', I understand your feelings for your own sect, but I also hope you understand the pressure on our side......"

Douglas said coldly: "Do you think that the two of us are just small people, and we can deceive and fool at will? If we don't come up with a discussion before dinner, I'm afraid the adult will have to talk to you personally. ”

Clifton immediately became agitated, feeling a cold air rise from the soles of his feet to the Heavenly Spirit Cover, and his whole person seemed to be soaked in ice water.

The terrifying memory of not long ago, which seemed to freeze to death, suddenly resurfaced, making his hair stand on end, and he could barely stand on his feet.

Only then did he realize that the other party was not a "fellow believer" who needed to bargain with him at all, but held his life and death in the palm of his hand, and could stretch out a finger to crush himself to a powerful existence at any time like crushing an ant!

In the face of such a great existence, do you still want to bargain?

Crazy!

His mind suddenly cleared, and those vulgar thoughts were driven out of the clouds, and all that was left was panic and urgency.

“...... I see! Please rest well today, and tomorrow morning at sunrise, we will have an ascension ceremony!" He bowed his head and said in the most humble tone, "Please rest assured, we will do a good job of what the Lord has told us, and there will be no mistakes!"

In the lounge next to him, Pan Long heard these words from a distance, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly, revealing a sarcastic smile.