In this situation, if you don't handle it properly, you will die.
The green dragon on the bronze square tripod experienced a great battle and was obviously very exhausted.
What's more, even if the Qinglong is in its peak state, it can only overwhelm the soul-calling flag, and it is absolutely no match for the powerful true immortal!
Since the arrival of Yuehua Sword Immortal this month, Qinglong closed his eyes again and restrained his breath, obviously trying to hide it.
The bronze square tripod is channeling spirits. This move is definitely not accidental. The most likely reason is that it is aware of the danger!
Facing the attack from the gray-robed Earth Immortal, Su Zimo did not dare to be careless, did not show the slightest hint of panic, and responded calmly.
Many monks scanned Su Zimo's body with their spiritual consciousness, and they all frowned.
As Su Zimo said, he is only a mysterious immortal, and a sixth-level mysterious immortal.
Even if the Soul-Calling Banner recognizes its master, it is impossible to choose such a weak monk!
What's more, if this mysterious immortal really took away the soul-calling flag, he would be frightened to death in the face of such an attack. How could he be so calm
Many monks just glanced at Su Zimo and curled their lips, not taking the words of the gray-robed immortal seriously.
Everyone's first reaction was that the gray-robed immortal just wanted to find a scapegoat.
When the gray-robed Earth Immortal heard Su Zimo's response, he quickly looked at the Yuehua Sword Immortal and argued: "Exalted Immortal, this person is definitely the one who took the soul-calling flag! I saw it with my own eyes, and it's absolutely true!"
Yuehua Sword Immortal stared at Su Zimo, smiled slightly, and said: "It is indeed a bit weird for a little Xuan Immortal to come here."
After a short pause, Yuehua Sword Immortal changed the topic and said quietly: "However, if the soul-calling flag is not found on this person..."
Yuehua Sword Immortal turned to look at the gray-robed Earth Immortal and said in a cold voice: "You must die!"
The gray-robed Earth Immortal trembled with fright, swallowed, and nodded with a pale face.
He suddenly regretted standing up.
But now, he is riding a tiger and cannot get off, and there is no way out.
Yuehua Sword Immortal turned his eyes and looked at Su Zimo not far away. With a slight movement of his consciousness, he took off the storage bag from Su Zimo's waist.
Normally speaking, the storage bag is the most secret and private thing on a monk and must not be shown to outsiders, not even the closest people.
Stealing a monk's storage bag is no different from killing him.
Su Zimo's expression was cold.
But under the pressure of Yuehua Sword Immortal's consciousness, he couldn't move at all!
The power gap between the two sides is too big!
Yuehua Sword Immortal opened Su Zimo's storage bag and took a quick look, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
There is no soul-calling flag in this storage bag, but there are indeed a lot of things inside, and there are even some storage bags for earthly immortals!
The treasures and wealth in this storage bag have far exceeded the scope of a sixth-level Mysterious Immortal.
Even the Earth Immortals present may not be as good as him.
"No."
Yuehua Sword Immortal casually threw the storage bag at his feet without giving it a second glance.
The contents of this storage bag are still beyond his eyes.
Hearing these two words, the gray-robed Earth Immortal next to him was so frightened that his legs weakened. He knelt on the ground, kowtowed repeatedly, and said repeatedly: "Exalted Immortal, have mercy on me, Immortal, have mercy on me! I really saw that divine dragon getting in." If there is any falsehood in this person’s body, my body and soul will be destroyed, and I will die without a burial place!”
Yuehua Sword Immortal looked indifferent, and suddenly stretched out his palm, across the void, instantly pulled Su Zimo closer, and grabbed Su Zimo's throat!
"Let me see what's in your sea of consciousness!"
The corners of Yuehua Sword Immortal's mouth slightly curled up, revealing a cold smile, activating his consciousness and directly piercing Su Zimo's sea of consciousness!
This move is even more barbaric and cruel!
The other monks saw this scene and shook their heads.
The Sea of Consciousness is an important place for monks to practice.
Being intruded by such a huge spiritual consciousness and searching and probing unscrupulously, even if this person does not die, it will definitely leave wounds that are difficult to heal.
Of course, there was no trace of pity or sympathy on the faces of the many monks.
In the eyes of everyone, Su Zimo is just an ant that has risen from the lower world. Even if he is killed directly, no one will blink an eye.
Su Zimo's sea of consciousness can be seen clearly under the divine consciousness of Yuehua Sword Immortal.
Apart from an earth-yellow, dull lotus platform, and a broken bronze tripod buried half in the yellow sand, there was nothing else.
In fact, before Yuehua Sword Immortal appeared, when Luo Yang Tianxian and Mei Ji returned, Su Zimo vaguely realized that the situation was not good.
Therefore, he made preparations in advance and sent the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil into the Sea of Consciousness, covering it on the Lotus Platform of Creation and the Bronze Square Cauldron.
Without his stimulation, Jiutianxi soil would look like a handful of yellow sand, without any magic at all.
Yuehua Sword Immortal couldn't recognize Jiutianxi soil at all.
As for the bronze square tripod, King Yunyou had misjudged it back then, but with the eyesight and knowledge of Yuehua Sword Immortal, it was even less clear.
Yuehua Sword Immortal found nothing and was a little disappointed.
He pulled away his consciousness and threw it away.
boom!
Su Zimo's figure hit the stone wall in the corner of the abyss uncontrollably. He was severely injured all over his body. He spit out a large mouthful of blood, his eyes dimmed, and he slowly slid down the stone wall.
Just with the power of Yuehua Sword Fairy's casual throw, most of Su Zimo's muscles and bones were shattered, and his internal organs were shattered!
If it were any other Xuanxian who suffered such an impact, he would definitely not survive.
But Su Zimo is the true form of Qinglian after all, and has strong self-healing power. Even if he is so severely injured, he can still maintain vitality in his body.
Su Zimo sat slumped in the corner of the abyss, his eyebrows lowered, but deep anger surged in his eyes!
Even if he didn't find the Soul-Calling Flag on him, Yuehua Sword Immortal had no intention of letting him go this time.
Take away the storage bag, probe his sea of consciousness, and even kill him in the end!
This series of actions completely aroused the anger and murderous intent in Su Zimo's heart!
In Yuehua Sword Immortal, he saw the indifference and ruthlessness towards low-level monks like him and towards people who ascended from the lower world.
This is the cruelty of the upper world!
But even if Su Zimo felt dissatisfied and unwilling, he had no power to resist when faced with the Yuehua Sword Immortal at the True Level.
After Yuehua Sword Immortal dropped Su Zimo, he turned his head and looked at the gray-robed Earth Immortal who was kneeling on the ground not far away, shivering, and sighed softly.
"How brave you are to deceive me..."
Yuehua Sword Immortal's tone was not very sharp, but the gray-robed Earth Immortal's face was ashen.
"Shang, Shangxian, I really, I didn't..."
The mind of the gray-robed Earth Immortal was in chaos, and he was already a little incoherent.
Yuehua Sword Immortal said calmly: "In this case, as you wish, today you will be destroyed both physically and spiritually, and you will die without a burial place!"
Before he finished speaking, Yuehua Sword Immortal waved his sleeves gently, and a ball of blazing sword light burst out, instantly involving the gray-robed Earth Immortal!
"ah!"
A shrill and short scream.
Under the gaze of everyone, the gray-robed Earth Immortal had been cut to pieces by the sword light, turning into a ball of blood mist, floating in the air.