I have a city in another world

Chapter 3153 Unwillingness of high-ranking monks

The onlookers were taken aback. They never thought that high-ranking monks could be resurrected automatically.

The matter couldn't be clearer. Although the high-ranking monk was also frozen, his body was not completely frozen.

This is the first time treasure hunters have encountered such a bizarre situation, and they have never heard of it before.

The treasure hunter's heart couldn't help but worry.

High-level monks are powerful, if the opponent is allowed to attack, the consequences can be said to be unimaginable.

"Lord be careful!"

The treasure hunters who responded quickly were ready to try to rescue them.

Looking at Huot who was being attacked, he was indifferent and let the palm of the high-ranking monk fall on his body.

"Snapped."

There was a soft sound, and looking at Huot who was under attack, he didn't even move the corner of his clothes.

Seeing this, the treasure hunters onlookers breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

It turned out that the suddenly revived high-ranking cultivator was a paper-tied tiger. His aura was very scary, but he also had no cultivation at all.

This light palm used to disintegrate a mountain, but now it can't even kill a mosquito.

"what?"

The high-level monk was stunned, his eyes widened, he didn't expect his attack to be so weak.

"impossible!"

He raised his hand again and slapped Holt's body hard, this time as if with all his strength.

Holt remained motionless, like a rock.

The high-ranking cultivator who launched the attack received a strong rebound and staggered to the ground.

Seeing this, the treasure hunters onlookers laughed loudly, feeling that the scene in front of them was very interesting.

They originally thought that there would be terrible changes, but they didn't want such a dramatic reversal.

A senior monk with a good appearance looks like a clown at the moment

Amidst the unscrupulous laughter of the treasure hunters, the senior monk stood up from the ground with a gloomy and confused expression.

He looked at the treasure hunters around him, looked at the environment again, and showed a thoughtful expression.

"Tell me quickly, what happened? Why did my sect become like this? And what is your history?"

The high-ranking monk roared with anger and resignation on his face.

Huot was taken aback when he heard the words, and then showed a look of surprise, but in an instant, he appeared in front of the other party.

"Tell me quickly, do you still remember those things about the past?"

Huot stared at the high-ranking monk firmly, with a touch of excitement in his tone, but also strong expectations.

If the high-level monks retain their memories, the treasure hunters will not only get a sect, but more and bigger treasures.

The treasure hunters all understood and stared intently at the senior monk, waiting for his answer.

"Answer my question first!"

The high-level monk let out a low growl. Although his strength was not there, his aura was still not weak.

"Okay, I'll tell you what happened, and then you'll tell what you know!"

Huot used mental power transmission, explained the specific situation, and carried out appropriate concealment.

A shocked expression appeared on the face of the senior monk.

Unexpectedly, the entire planet was frozen, and he was still wandering in the starry sky for an unknown distance, and he himself was also frozen for an unknown number of years.

Everything in the past has long since disappeared.

"Impossible, I don't believe it!"

The high-level monk had a ferocious expression and let out an angry roar, extremely unwilling to be fooled by fate.

It's just that no one paid attention to his unwillingness and sadness.

The treasure hunters became more and more excited, because the performance of the senior monk proved that he most likely retained his memory.

Hort was even more impatient, staring at the high-ranking monk with red eyes.

"It's up to you to tell me now, do you still remember the past, tell me quickly!"

The last sentence was almost uttered with a roar.

The senior monk came back to his senses, glanced at Holt, and showed a sneer of disdain.

"Tell you the secrets I know, and help you plunder my sect, it is simply wishful thinking!"

The senior monk's eyes were full of anger, looking at the treasure hunter's eyes, as if he was looking at a group of robbers.

Holt's voice turned cold: "Whether you like it or not, this is the truth, and you have no ability to resist.

This sect and you all belong to our team now, and they are considered our private property.

If I'm not happy, these disciples of your sect will die, the kind that even the gods can't save. "

While talking, Holt walked to a frozen monk, stretched out his finger and flicked it lightly.

"Wow~"

There was a sound of shattering, and the frozen sect monk turned into a pile of fragments in the blink of an eye.

From the clothes to the body, including the bones of the viscera, it turned into a pile of colorful ice crystal fragments.

"You... dammit!"

The senior monk glared at Hott, his body trembling violently, wishing he could eat his flesh raw.

"If you think it's not enough, I can move all the monks in the sect in front of you, and then smash them one by one with my own hands."

Holt's tone became more and more cold. While he was speaking, he fixed his eyes on the senior monk.

He used this method to force the opponent to surrender.

The body of the high-ranking monk trembled slightly, his former cultivation base no longer existed, and he was not qualified to challenge Holt at all.

Looking at the treasure hunters around them, they are like a pack of wolves, they will never give up until they get what they want.

If these damn intruders were placed in the past, they only need one palm...

Thinking of this, the senior monk couldn't help sighing secretly.

At this moment, besides accepting softness, does he have other options?

The fact that I can live until now is obviously because of my special status and knowing the news about the sect.

Otherwise, I am afraid that I will end up like the disciples of the sect, turning into a pile of shattered ice slag.

Although the heart is very clear.But the high-level monks are still insisting, and will never compromise easily.

The information you know should be very important to treasure hunters, and if you want it, you have to negotiate and compromise.

This is the way of scheming. As the leader of the sect, a high-level monk knows how to obtain the greatest benefit.

Holt walked up to another frozen monk, took out a bottle of active spirit liquid, and gently dripped it on the frozen monk.

As the cold air fluttered, the frozen monk slowly woke up, looking around in confusion.

Compared with the high-ranking monks, his condition was obviously poor, and he also suffered from amnesia.

Before being thawed by Holt, he saluted the high-ranking monk in a respectful gesture.

But after waking up, the senior monk stood in front of him, but he couldn't recognize him at all.

The treasure hunters were not surprised. They continued to pay attention to the high-level monks, and no one cared about such insignificant people.

After seeing Holt's operation, the high-level monk was slightly moved. He didn't expect that the frozen corpse could be revived like this!

He subconsciously thought that this means of bringing the dead back to life should be very precious.

At this moment, Huot continued to speak: "If you are willing to cooperate, I can make a promise to help save your fellow monks."

Hearing this, the senior monk took a serious look at Holt.

"If you can keep your promise, I will give you the Zongmen, so that's nothing."

The senior monk no longer insisted, he felt that such a condition had fully met his expectations.

Holt smiled and nodded slightly.

"Yes, I swear."

(End of this chapter)