At this point in this battle, there is no suspense.
Several sixth-order Xuanxian from Xueyang Valley had already fled. The remaining monks from Xueyang Valley were completely defeated by the Heavenly Killing and Earthly Killing Sword Techniques and had no intention of fighting.
Even if Su Zimo didn't take action, these monks under the short-haired man were enough to kill everyone in Xueyang Valley!
The woman in red shirt stood motionless in the woods, completely stunned.
From the beginning to the end, before she could take action, the 5,000-strong army in Xueyang Valley was suppressed by the thunderous means of the monk in blue shirt from far away!
And this person is just a fifth-level Xuanxian!
When they first met this person, they looked down on him.
After thinking about this, the woman in red shirt smiled bitterly.
I'm afraid at that time, in this person's eyes, these people were just a joke.
"Please forgive me!"
On the battlefield, some Bloodyang Valley monks saw that they could not escape and could not hold on any longer. They knelt down on the ground and kowtowed to Su Zimo who was standing in the air.
One person did this, and the rest of the Bloodyang Valley monks also followed suit and knelt down.
Su Zimo frowned slightly.
The monks in the Blood Sun Valley are different in nature from the Evil Wolf Army.
The evil wolf army is a vicious bandit who kills, burns, loots and loots!
As for the monks in Xueyang Valley, although there were many people who acted as collaborators, at least they did not become evil bandits.
But if these people don't kill them, Su Zimo has no way to deal with them.
He couldn't take this group of people with him.
"Benefactor, if you don't know what to do with these monks from the Bloody Yang Valley, you can leave it to us." The short-haired man looked pale and looked a little weak, and said in a loud voice.
"How do you handle it?"
Su Zimo asked rhetorically.
The short-haired man said: "We know a method of sealing. As long as we take away the storage bags of these monks, seal the cultivation realm of these people at the Xuanyuan realm, and send people to guard them, they can be used as some spiritual beings." Farmers, come and plant fairy grass.”
Su Zimo nodded slightly, with a thought.
The sword energy that was originally galloping in mid-air, the divine dragon in the sky, and the soaring snake covered in fire all suddenly stopped in mid-air!
This scene is like a miracle!
Many monks from the Blood Sun Valley who were still wailing were so frightened that their faces turned pale, they all fell silent, and they didn't even dare to breathe!
The young man in black came to the short-haired man and helped him up from the ground.
Others, led by the woman in red shirt, began to collect all the storage bags belonging to the monks from the Blood Sun Valley.
And he used magic to seal the cultivation of this group of people.
No one in Xueyang Valley dared to resist at all.
The white sword energy, as well as the dragon and snake condensed by the sword energy, although still, did not disperse, and were still suspended above their heads.
If they make the slightest move, the sword energy will come down and kill them!
In this battle, nearly three thousand people died in Xueyang Valley!
More than a thousand people surrendered and begged for mercy. Including Chen Xuanyang, less than a thousand monks from Xueyang Valley escaped!
Su Zimo's consciousness moved and he took out three storage bags among the many corpses.
These three storage bags are exactly the three seventh-level Mysterious Immortals belonging to the Shadowless Assassin.
"Benefactor, beware!"
When the short-haired man saw this scene, he seemed to have thought of something, and quickly reminded him: "That old witch has poison on her storage bag!"
The short-haired man was pointing to one of the silver-white storage bags that exuded a pungent aroma.
"It doesn't matter."
Su Zimo smiled faintly, picked up the storage bag, wiped off the mark of consciousness on it, and opened it to take a look.
There are many bottles and cans in this storage bag.
In addition to some pills needed for practice, there are also medicine bottles filled with highly poisonous substances!
Su Zimo searched carefully, took out a medicine bottle, poured out a pill from it, put it under his nose and smelled it before nodding and saying: "It should be it."
Su Zimo handed the pill to the short-haired man and said, "Take it. It should be able to detoxify your body."
The short-haired man was also very generous. Without hesitation, he took the elixir handed over by Su Zimo and swallowed it directly!
Su Zimo's eyes flashed with appreciation.
"Brother, don't..."
The young man in black next to him had just spoken, and the elixir had already entered his stomach.
"no need to worry."
The short-haired man smiled and said, "My benefactor will not harm me."
The young man in black glanced at Su Zimo and murmured in a low voice: "Even so, what if this person chooses the wrong elixir..."
"fine."
The short-haired man waved his hands and didn't care.
The young man in black was very nervous and stayed beside the short-haired man, for fear of any accident.
Not long after the short-haired man swallowed this pill, his face gradually returned to rosy, his aura returned to normal, and he became more energetic!
The young man in black breathed a long sigh of relief, smiled apologetically at Su Zimo, cupped his fists and said, "My benefactor, I just couldn't help myself."
Su Zimo shook his head slightly. He didn't care about such a trivial matter at all.
In this short time, the woman in red shirt and her subordinates had sealed more than a thousand Bloodyang Valley monks and cleaned up the battlefield.
The woman in red shirt came over and handed all the magic weapons and storage bags collected on the battlefield to Su Zimo.
"My benefactor, these are the treasures obtained in this battle. Please check them out."
The woman in red shirt looked at Su Zimo with eyes that were a little weird, a little curious, a little awe-inspiring, and also a little inexplicable.
Su Zimo nodded secretly.
Although these three people were doing catastrophic things, they were very principled.
There are so many trophies, so many storage bags, and I don’t know how many cultivation resources and magic weapons there are in them.
But the woman in red shirt didn't even open a storage bag, didn't even take a look at it, and handed it over to Su Zimo without moving.
Although there was a trace of envy in the eyes of the young man in black, he didn't say anything.
The big man with short hair looked as usual.
Su Zimo didn't refuse. He took the storage bags from the woman in red shirt and put them all away.
These things are what he deserves.
"Benefactor."
The short-haired man got rid of the poison on his body and seemed to have recovered as before. He knelt down directly towards Su Zimo.
At the same time, the short-haired man looked at the young man in black and the woman in red next to him, and said: "Second brother, little sister, come and pay homage to your benefactor."
From the very beginning, it can be seen that the young man in black is an extremely proud person.
But he only hesitated for a moment, then followed the short-haired man and the red-shirted woman to kneel down.
"You three don't have to be like this."
Su Zimo stretched out his palms, held up the short-haired man's arms, and lifted them up.
The short-haired man had originally made up his mind to kneel down, but when Su Zimo lifted him up, he stood up uncontrollably!