I Have a City in a Different World

The monks onlookers were shocked. They never thought that the high-level monks could be automatically resurrected.

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

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

Treasure hunters' hearts can't help but worry.

The high-level cultivator is powerful, and if the opponent is allowed to attack, the consequences can be said to be unimaginable.

"Lord be careful!"

Treasure hunters, who responded quickly, were ready to try to rescue them.

Looking at the attacked Hult, he was indifferent, letting the palm of the senior monk fall on his body.

"Snapped."

A soft sound came, and looking at the attacked Hult, he didn't even move the corner of his clothes.

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

It turned out that the suddenly resurrected high-level cultivator was a paper tiger, and his aura was very scary, but he also had no cultivation.

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

"what?"

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

"impossible!"

He raised his hand again and slapped Holt hard, this time with all his might.

Hott was motionless, like a rock.

The high-level monk who launched the attack was strongly rebounded and fell to the ground staggeringly.

Seeing this, the treasure hunters onlookers let out a loud laugh of "haha" and felt that the scene in front of them was very interesting.

They originally thought that a terrible change would happen, but they didn't want such a dramatic reversal.

A very good-looking senior monk who looks like a clown at the moment

In the unbridled laughter of treasure hunters,

The senior monk stood up from the ground, his expression gloomy and confused.

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

"Hurry up and tell me, what happened? Why did my sect become like this? And what is your origin?"

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

Hearing this, Holt was stunned for a moment, and then showed a look of surprise, but in an instant, he appeared in front of the other party.

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

Holt stared at the high-ranking cultivator, with a touch of excitement in his tone, and at the same time a strong expectation.

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

The treasure hunters understood and stared intently at the high-ranking monk, waiting for him to answer.

"Answer my question first!"

The high-level cultivator let out a low roar. 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!"

Holt used mental power transmission, explained the specific situation, and made 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 was also frozen for an unknown number of years.

Everything he had in the past has long since vanished.

"Impossible, I don't believe it!"

The high-level cultivator had a ferocious expression and roared in anger, extremely unwilling to be fooled by fate.

It's just that no one cares about his unwillingness and sadness.

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

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

"Now it's your turn to tell me, do you still remember the past, tell me quickly!"

The last sentence was almost uttered in a roar.

The high-ranking cultivator 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's just wishful thinking!"

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

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

This sect and you are now owned by our team and 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. "

At the same time as Holt spoke, he walked to the side of a frozen monk and flicked his finger lightly.

"Wow~"

The sound of shattering came, 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 viscera and bones, it became a pile of colorful ice crystal fragments.

"You... dammit!"

The high-ranking cultivator glared at Holt, his body trembling violently, wishing he could eat his flesh.

"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 colder and colder. While he was talking, he stared at the high-ranking monk.

He used this method to force the opponent to surrender.

The high-level cultivator's body trembled slightly, the former cultivation base no longer exists, and he is not qualified to challenge Hult at all.

Looking at the treasure hunters around, they are like a pack of wolves. If they don't get what they want, they will never give up.

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

Thinking of this, the senior monk couldn't help but sigh.

At this moment, does he have any other choice besides resigning?

He was able to live until now, obviously because of his special status and knew the news about the sect.

Otherwise, I am afraid that my end will be like a sect disciple, turning into a pile of shattered ice slag.

Although my heart is very clear. But the high-level cultivator is 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 maneuvering. As the leader of the sect, the senior monk knows how to obtain the greatest benefit.

Hott walked in front of a frozen monk again, took out a bottle of elixir, and gently dropped it on the frozen monk.

As the cold air flew, the frozen monk slowly woke up and looked around with a confused look.

Compared with the high-ranking cultivator, his state was obviously poor, and he also suffered from memory loss.

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

But after waking up, the high-level cultivator was standing 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 Hult's operation, the high-ranking cultivator was slightly moved. He didn't expect that the frozen corpse could be rescued like this!

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

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

Hearing the words, the high-ranking cultivator gave Hott a serious look.

"If your Excellency can keep your promise, even if I give you the sect, it's nothing."

The high-level cultivator no longer insisted, he felt that such conditions had completely met his expectations.

Holt smiled and nodded slightly.

"Yes, I swear."