The final blow!

  Even the most obtuse person can clearly feel that the time of life and death has arrived!

  The black python suddenly transformed into a thick and eerie black gas, rushing towards the sky to collide with the fire sea that was pressing down on it.

  A cold light flashed in Zuo Mo's eyes, his back shook lightly as the Illusory Wing disappeared into thin air.

  The three troops of Zhuque Camp, led by Geng, Ren and Gui, launched a simultaneous attack, like three sword lights sweeping down from the sky, carrying a deadly breath, fiercely slashing towards Mei Changlao.

  Boom!

  Everyone only felt a sudden darkness in front of their eyes, the heavens and earth violently shaking, as if it were the end of the world. Suddenly, it was fiercely bright again, countless streams of fire like iron trees and silver flowers, bursting forth with a loud noise towards all directions, leaving behind numerous dazzlingly bright light trails, filling the entire sky, before finally disappearing without a trace.

  The entire Ming Water City was shocked by such a terrifying collision. Countless cultivators flew into the sky, their faces filled with terror as they stared in the direction of Hundred Flowers Valley.

  Several forces that were preparing to support Ba Huaguan witnessed this scene and were shocked, stopping in their tracks.

  This is a collision of gold level!

  Compared to the earth-shaking movement of Hei Jiao, Zuo Mo's attack was silent and soundless, without even a hint of wind. He seemed to appear like a ghost behind Xiao Chang Sheng, his crystal-like right palm lightly pressing against Xiao Chang Sheng's smooth and sensitive back.

  His movements were smooth and gentle, without a hint of smoke or fire. From afar, Zongru witnessed Zuomo's move, his expression slightly changing, the "Lulitian Tianbo" had been cultivated by the boss to such an unimaginable realm, he felt reverence in his heart.

  Xiao Lao's body suddenly stiffened, as if she had heard a stern low growl echoing within her. The violent power burst forth like a mountain flood, and the meridians in her body were instantly riddled with holes. What made her feel like her soul was flying away was that the golden elixir inside her had stopped rotating, no matter how hard she tried to stimulate it, the golden elixir didn't budge.

  One hand suddenly grasped the golden elixir.

  Endless darkness swallowed her up like a tide.

  The three parties charged forward, everyone's flying swords raised simultaneously. Each person was filled with boiling hot blood, their battle intent overflowing from their bodies, almost bursting out of their skin. They accelerated wildly, without leaving any remaining strength, accelerating! Constantly accelerating!

  There is only one goal in everyone's eyes!

  Three department heads shouted in unison: "Kill him a hundred times!"

  "One hundred kills!"

  The three cultivators shouted in unison, their flying swords slashing down simultaneously. Three streaks of knife light flashed by at high speed, suddenly bursting into dazzling brilliance in mid-air, and the chill killing intent locked onto Elder Mei tightly.

  Plumage Elder's hair was disheveled, his eyes were about to split open, and blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth.

  Facing the three giant sword auras, she revealed a few smiles on her face. The opponent's wave after wave of impact ravaged her nerves. She had long been at the end of her strength, relying solely on a breath to hold on, and the plum tree in her hand was already broken and scattered, leaving only the bare trunk.

  Three giant sword edges pressed against her face, the fierce sword intent almost freezing her blood.

  Are we finally going to be free?

  This was the last thought that flashed through her mind, three giant sword auras, exploded simultaneously, and the piercing light engulfed her.

  The Haitang Palace lantern was destroyed, and Wang Zhang suffered a severe injury, spitting out three mouthfuls of blood. The Black Jiao swirled in the air, roaring repeatedly, its newly grown black horn on top of its head had one broken off, it was clearly furious about this.

  The black python's eyes gleamed with a fierce light, and in an instant it transformed into a ball of black energy that shot towards Wang Zong.

  Its momentum was extremely fast, and under the injury, Wang Lao's movement skills were also affected, and he was suddenly hit by the black air.

  Boom!

  King Chang was like a shooting star, heavily crashed into the ground.

  Poor King Chang Lao was not a master of body refinement like Zuo Mo, and such a powerful impact would be a fatal blow to her fragile body. She died on the spot.

  Su Yue's face was deathly pale, her eyes filled with despair. The loss of the three Golden Elixir elders was a blow that the Hundred Flowers Alliance could not withstand. As she gazed up at the sky, where a group of people were radiating an aura of killing intent, a sudden thought flashed through her mind - could today be the day of the Hundred Flowers Alliance's downfall?

  The faint glow on Zuo Mo's back gradually dissipated, the power that had filled his entire body to bursting point disappearing rapidly like receding tide water.

  Looking at the others, whether it was Zhuque Camp or Weiyang Camp, everyone was panting heavily, which showed just how intense this fierce battle was. However, a smile appeared on each of their faces. Only they, especially those who had experienced the battle with Xiaoyao Sanren and Mingxiao Old Ancestor, felt that this battle was not easy to win, and they could feel their own strength advancing!

  This battle shook the entire Ming Water City. Countless cultivators flew from Ming Water City towards Hundred Flowers Valley.

  Zuo Mo glanced around the arena and pulled Su Yue over.

  Su Yue was like a lost soul, without any resistance, allowing Zuo Mo to capture her with one hand.

  Zuo Mo's mind slightly calmed down, and he said to Zhu Xian, "You guys go take a look, see if there are any familiar faces. Rescue all the people you recognize."

  Shu Long was moved in his heart and did not speak, nodding as he led the guards away.

  Zuo Mo dragged Su Yue along with a group of people, starting to ransack the Hundred Flowers Alliance. At this time, Su Yue's last hope was also shattered, and she surprisingly obeyed.

  The wealth of Baihua Alliance shocked Zuo Mo, it was absolutely one of the richest sects he had ever seen.

  The Tianyue Sect, renowned for its wealth and prosperity, is the Lingying Sect. Compared to the Baifa Alliance, it's downright shabby. Su Yue excels at management, and the large sect has accumulated over twenty years, causing Zuo Mo to become extremely enthusiastic.

  In the warehouse, materials of third and fourth grade were piled up like mountains, dazzling to the eye, and fifth-grade materials were nothing unusual. Zuomo even saw a lot of sixth-grade materials, his saliva almost dripping out. Especially the various spiritual flowers, including the seeds of spiritual flowers, were not lacking in rare species.

  For a scoundrel like Zuo Mo who excels at taking advantage of opportunities, how could he possibly miss this one?

  Everyone in the Refining Department was dispatched to transport materials on the Chaoyun slave ships, and Zu Mo decided to completely empty the Hundred Flowers Valley.

  Several elder's treasure rooms, once again brought surprises to Zuo Mo. Especially Elder Wang's treasure room, which was filled with her works, the vast majority of which were fifth-grade or higher treasures, with various flower lamps being the most numerous. Although the elders' treasure rooms did not have many things, their quality was all excellent.

  Zuo Mo didn't hesitate and swept all of them into his ring.

  And like various jade slips, including the jade slips collected by the elders, and the jade slips purchased or obtained through other channels from all over the world by the Hundred Flowers Alliance, were all swept away by Zuo Mo.

  Looking at those fleeing disciples, Zuo Mo's heart was filled with disdain. After this search, the Hundred Flowers Alliance would be in name only. If it were a sect with cohesion, all the disciples would have risen up to fight back by now, instead of just watching a few elders struggle.

  This is indeed the tragedy of the Hundred Flowers Alliance.

  Shu Long found Zuo Mo, his face was heavy, his eyes were sorrowful: "Boss, come and take a look."

  Zuo Mo was stunned and followed Zhu Long into a cave deep in the mountain valley. When he saw the terrifying scene inside, he couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine.

  Hundreds of cultivators, their bodies wrapped in various eerie spirit flowers. The roots of these spirit flowers pierced into their bodies. Their eyes were dazed and confused, with an eerie smile hanging on their faces. The various spirit flowers on their bodies bloomed wildly. However, Zuo Mo, who possessed spiritual eyes, saw clearly that the vitality of these cultivators was slowly draining away.

  It was as if something inside Zuo Mo suddenly burst open, and an unprecedented anger swept through his entire body, as if it was about to ignite. He abruptly grasped Su Yue's throat and pulled her in front of him. Su Yue's face twisted, and a pained expression flowed out from her eyes. The ferocity and brutality in Zuo Mo's eyes made her feel terrified.

  "You're all trash!"

  Zuo Mo squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, his hand suddenly using force to pinch Su Yue's throat into powder!

  Su Yue's eyes were momentarily bewildered, and until her death, she still couldn't understand why Zuo Mo would be able to bring himself to do it. Countless people had tried every means possible to curry favor with her. She had always thought that her stunning beauty was something no man could bear to kill.

  As long as she is obedient and docile, they are reluctant to give her up.

  Zuo Mo threw Su Yue to the ground with disgust in his hand.

  "What about them, boss?" Shu Long's voice was tinged with sorrow. As a fellow former cultivator-slave, he had a deeper understanding. He could sense the vitality on these cultivator-slaves slowly fading away, being absorbed into the Spirit Flowers on their bodies.

  On the left side of his brain, Pu suddenly said to him: "Don't move those spiritual flowers, you move them and they will die immediately."

  The voice of the Pú Yāo was rarely tinged with a hint of anger: "Huā Nú, I didn't think this method would be passed down after all. The Líng Huā is grafted onto your body, absorbing your purest innate vitality. These cultivated Líng Huā are of the highest quality. If you want to save them, there's only one way."

  Zuo Mo only now understood why there were so many high-grade spiritual flowers in the Hundred Flowers Alliance. Anger raged in his chest, but he forcibly suppressed it and asked in a low voice: "What method?"

  "The Huanu's yuanqi and shengji were seized, and in the end, they could not escape death. To save them, there are only two ways: one is to borrow from replenishing their yuanqi and shengji, such as various spiritual pills. The other method is to reverse the seizure!"

  "Counter-photography?"

  "Hmm, that's right! If Ling Hua can absorb the vital energy of Hua Nu, then why can't Hua Nu absorb the vital energy of Ling Hua?"

  "What's going on with the reverse photography?"

  Pu Yao threw a light ball at Zuo Mo.

  "This 'Flower Demon Mutual Life Art' is for you." The Pú Yāo's voice was somewhat heavy, with a hint of almost imperceptible sorrow: "In the past, during the war between cultivators and demons, many demons were captured and, like them, had spirit flowers planted in them. After being rescued, they would die after a period of time. In order to save them, this 'Flower Demon Mutual Life Art' was created. Who would have thought that, after a thousand years, this demonic art would still be used."

  Zuo Mo bit his lip and turned to Shou Long, saying: "Send them all onto the ship."

  A hint of joy flashed across Shu Longyan's face. The boss must have a way, and he quickly led the Weiying to send these hundreds of flower slaves onto the slave ship.

  Zuo's mood was terrible, he felt a surge of evil fire in his heart, but no matter what, he couldn't vent it out. He never thought himself to be a person full of justice, but the matter with Hua Nu had exceeded his bottom line, and he couldn't control his anger.

  Suddenly, he raised his head and glanced at the distant sky, where several troops were rolling in.

  Zuo Mo suddenly let out a cold laugh.