Soul Devouring Sword Master

"Really? I remember that we didn't let you enter the Ice and Fire Tomb together. If you don't believe it, ask everyone, is it true?"

Sima Changkong looked at the people behind him.

"yes!"

Everyone agreed.

Mr. Zhuo's face became even more gloomy, and he clenched his fists together. "It seems that you are going to break your promise and dare to play tricks on me."

"Old man, don't take yourself too seriously. We've already given you enough face. After finishing your own affairs, you should get out. Don't be ignorant. If you don't leave, don't even think about leaving!"

At this time, another Holy Sect elder came forward and said coldly.

"Yes, if you don't want to leave, just stay forever."

Another Holy Sect elder said in a deep voice, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

This made Mr. Zhuo's expression extremely ugly, and he said angrily, "Is the Holy Sect so great? This is too much to bully. I have lived for so many years, and no one has dared to threaten me so blatantly. Tomb of Ice and Fire, but a Nascent Soul Realm I have put so much effort into the tomb of the Mighty Ice and Fire Taoist, but you just let me go with just one word, and you want to take over the treasure inheritance inside, just dream!"

"Hehe, Mr. Zhuo, as I said before, just accept it when it's good. Otherwise, disaster will be imminent."

Sima Changkong sneered.

Then, several other elders also stepped forward, faintly exuding waves of spiritual pressure. There was no doubt that they were all Yuan Hai realm warriors.

"You threaten me!"

Mr. Zhuo's face darkened, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Don't forget who helped you lift the restrictions on these spiritual patterns. If this matter is spread across the river, it will be bad for the reputation of your holy sect."

"Mr. Zhuo, my last word is, leave now, otherwise, I won't be polite!"

Sima Changkong's tone became more serious, and there was a hint of chill in his eyes.

"You, you—"

Zhuo Lao pointed at Sima Changkong and the others and was furious, but he did not dare to get angry. Although he was a sixth-level spiritual pattern master, he was not weak at all even when facing Yuanhai realm warriors, but after all, the opponent had a large number of people and was really powerful. If he had to take action, his chances of winning were very low.

"good very good,"

Mr. Zhuo smiled coldly, "Since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust. Fortunately, I have a backup plan to prevent you from turning your back on me."

"Old guy, what do you want to do!"

The faces of Sima Changkong and others changed slightly, and there was an ominous foreboding in their hearts.

"Ah!"

Zhuo Lao snorted coldly, and the next moment, his figure flashed and suddenly appeared above the river, and then he slammed into the river with a palm.

Bang!

There was an explosion, the river burst, and the water splashed.

Immediately afterwards, in the river, countless spiritual patterns emerged like swimming fish, intertwined with each other, and then glowed with extremely dazzling light.

Buzz!

This ray of light suddenly shot up into the sky.

In an instant, everyone within hundreds of thousands of miles noticed this light.

"Damn it, Zhuo Hong, you're looking for death!"

Immediately, Sima Changkong and others became furious, with frightening and murderous intent shooting out of their eyes.

Originally, only they knew the location of the Ice and Fire Tomb, but now, if Zhuo Hong does this, people from hundreds of thousands of miles around will definitely come here, whether it is the Ten Thousand Blood Sect or the Demon Valley.

Originally, they planned to open the Ice and Fire Tomb and send people down to explore it and devour the contents. But now, something unexpected happened.

"Haha, if you don't let me in, then let everyone come together. When the time comes, can you all stop the Holy Sect?"

Zhuo Hong sneered and said, when the time comes, he will take advantage of the chaos to go in. The next moment, he took out a spiritual pattern scroll and quickly activated it. A space channel appeared, and he was about to escape into the void and leave.

"Zhuo Hong, you are seeking death!"

Sima Changkong's face was cold and murderous.

"What a joke, I want to leave, what can you do to me!"

Zhuo Hong smiled disdainfully, and in a flash, he came to the whirlpool and was about to step into it.

At this moment, Sima Chang turned over his empty hand and took out a treasure.

This is a curling kettle, the whole body is made of ice, and it is exquisitely carved. As Sima Changkong's soul surges, he flicks the body of the kettle with his finger, and the curling kettle suddenly glows with a bright ice blue light.

Immediately afterwards, Sima Changkong pointed his finger, and suddenly, circles of icy blue light patterns emerged from the curling kettle, spreading quickly like ripples.

The next moment, the four-dimensional space was affected by ripples, and seemed to have changed invisibly.

At this moment, Zhuo Hong stepped into the whirlpool, and the next moment, his expression suddenly changed.

"how come!"

Zhuo Hong's expression changed. His soles had clearly stepped into the vortex, but he had not escaped into the other dimension.

And when he turned his head and saw the treasure in Sima Changkong's hand, his pupils shrank immediately, "Bing Kong Kettle, you actually have an Ice Kong Kettle!"

"My holy sect has great power and great cause, and there are countless treasures. It's just an empty ice pot. You shouldn't be so surprised, Mr. Zhuo!"

Sima Changkong smiled coldly, but his face was filled with endless chill and murderous intent.

Immediately, Zhuo Hong felt a chill in his heart.

The Ice Empty Pot is a rare treasure that can freeze space. Just now, it was this Ice Empty Pot that froze the nearby space, making it impossible for him to enter the space passage.