Chapter 3155 The unwillingness of the senior monks
The monks who were watching were shocked. They never expected that high-level monks could be resurrected automatically.
The thing couldn't be more clear. Although the high-level monks were also frozen, their bodies were 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 couldn't help but feel worried.
High-level monks are very powerful. If they are allowed to attack, the consequences will be disastrous.
"Sir, be careful!"
The treasure hunters who responded quickly were already prepared to try to rescue.
Looking at Holt who was attacked, he remained indifferent and allowed the palm of the senior monk to fall on him.
"Crack."
There was a soft sound, and looking at Holt who was under attack, he didn't even move his clothes.
The treasure hunters who were watching saw this and breathed a sigh of relief.
It turned out that this high-level monk who suddenly resurrected was just like a tiger stuck in a piece of paper. His aura was very scary, but he also had no cultivation at all.
This light palm could once disintegrate mountains, but now it cannot even kill a mosquito.
"Huh?"
The senior 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 hard, this time seemingly with all his strength.
Holt remained motionless, like a rock.
The high-level monk who launched the attack received a strong rebound and staggered to the ground.
When the treasure hunters onlookers saw this, they laughed "haha" and felt that the scene in front of them was very interesting.
They originally thought that something terrible would happen, but they didn't expect such a dramatic reversal.
The handsome senior monk looks like a clown at the moment
Amid the unbridled laughter of the treasure hunters, the senior monk stood up from the ground, his expression looking gloomy and confused.
He looked at the treasure hunters around him and then looked at the environment with a thoughtful expression on his face.
"Tell me quickly, what happened? Why did my sect become like this? And where are you all from?"
The senior monk roared with anger and unwillingness on his face.
Holt was stunned when he heard this, 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?"
Holt stared closely at the senior monk, with a hint of excitement in his tone, and at the same time a strong expectation.
If high-level monks retain their memories, treasure hunters will not only get a sect, but more and greater treasures.
The treasure hunters all understood and stared at the senior monk intently, waiting for his answer.
"Answer my question first!"
The high-level monk roared, although his strength was no longer there, his momentum was still not weak.
"Okay, I'll tell you what happened, and then you tell me what you know!"
Holt used mental power transmission to explain the specific situation and concealed it appropriately.
The senior monk's face showed a shocked expression.
Unexpectedly, the entire planet was frozen and wandered for an unknown distance in the starry sky. I was also frozen for an unknown number of years.
Everything I had in the past has long since disappeared.
"Impossible, I don't believe it!"
The senior monk had a ferocious expression and roared angrily, extremely unwilling to be fooled by fate.
But 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.
Holt was even more impatient, staring at the senior monk with his red eyes.
"Now it's your turn to tell me, do you still remember what happened in the past? Tell me quickly!"
The last words were spoken almost in a roar.
The senior monk came back to his senses, glanced at Holt, and showed a disdainful sneer.
"Telling you the secrets I know and helping you plunder my sect is simply wishful thinking!"
The senior monk's eyes were full of anger, and he looked at the treasure hunters as if he were looking at a group of robbers.
Holt's voice turned cold: "Whether you want it or not, this is a fact, and you have no ability to resist.
This sect and you now belong to our team and are regarded as our private property.
If I'm not happy, these disciples of your sect will die, and even the gods can't save them."
While Holt was speaking, he walked up to a frozen monk, stretched out his finger and flicked it.
"Wow~"
The sound of shattering was heard, and the frozen sect monk turned into a pile of fragments in the blink of an eye.
Everything from his clothes to his body, including his internal organs and bones, turned into a pile of colorful ice crystal fragments.
"You...damn!"
The high-ranking monk glared at Hot, his body trembling violently, wishing he could eat his flesh alive.
"If you think it's not enough, I can bring all the monks in the sect in front of you and smash them one by one with my own hands."
Holt's tone became colder and colder. While he was speaking, his eyes were fixed on the senior monk.
He used this method to force the opponent to surrender.
The body of the senior monk trembled slightly. His former cultivation level no longer existed. He was not qualified to challenge Holt at all.
Looking at the treasure hunters around us, they are like a pack of vicious wolves that will never give up until they get what they want.
If these damn intruders were in the past, they would only need one palm...
The senior monk couldn't help but sigh secretly when he thought of this.
At this moment, besides submitting, does he have any other choice?
The reason why I can survive until now is obviously because of my special status and knowing the news about the sect.
Otherwise, I might end up like the disciples of the sect, turning into a pile of broken ice slag.
Although he knew it very well in his heart, the senior monks still persisted and would never compromise easily.
The information you know should be very important to the treasure hunter, so you have to negotiate and compromise if you want it.
This is the way of strategy. As the leader of the sect, high-level monks know how to obtain the greatest benefits.
Holt walked up to a frozen monk again, took out a bottle of active spirit fluid, and gently dripped it on the frozen monk's body.
As the cold air flew away, the frozen monk slowly woke up and looked around with a confused expression.
Compared with senior monks, his condition was obviously in poor condition, and he also suffered from memory loss.
Before being thawed by Holt, he saluted the senior monk in a respectful manner.
But after waking up, he found the high-level monk standing in front of him, but he couldn't recognize him at all.
The treasure hunters were not surprised and continued to pay attention to the high-level monks. No one cared about such an insignificant person.
After seeing Huot's operation, the senior monk was slightly moved. He didn't expect that a frozen corpse could be revived in this way!
He subconsciously thought that this method of bringing the dead back to life would be very precious.
At this moment, Holt continued to speak: "If you are willing to cooperate, I can make a promise to help save your fellow monks."
When the senior monk heard this, he looked at Holt seriously.
"If you can keep your promise, I will give the sect to you, but it won't matter."
The senior monk no longer insisted. He felt that such conditions had fully met his expectations.