At that moment, the two Perfected Immortals and Xie Tianhong were still in pursuit.
After all, Perfected Immortals cultivated Dao fruits and tempered their bodies with True Essence. Even without using divine powers or secret skills, their speed was not inferior to Qinglian's true form.
It was not easy for Su Zimo to shake off Xie Tianhong and the other two completely.
However, Yun Zhu's poison would not last long!
At that thought, Su Zimo slowed down gradually with killing intent in his heart.
Perfected Immortals were an entire major cultivation realm above him. However, Qinglian's true form had just advanced to Grade 11 and had yet to reach its peak. Even in melee combat, she might not be able to fight against Perfected Immortals.
However, if he used the Hell Suppressing Cauldron and caught them off guard, he might have a chance to kill the two Perfected Immortals!
Almost all divine weapons and Dharmic treasures in the Hell of Avici could not be used.
The moment they were taken out, they would be tainted by the fiend qi of Avici and lose their Dharmic powers.
However, the fiend qi of Avici could not affect the Hell Suppressing Cauldron at all!
Right now, Su Zimo could not make use of the Dharmic powers in the Hell Suppressing Cauldron. However, he could rely on the indestructibility of the Hell Suppressing Cauldron to kill the two Perfected Immortals!
No matter how strong the body of a Perfected Immortal was, it could not defend against the sharpness of the Hell Suppressing Cauldron!
"What are you trying to do?"
Sensing that Su Zimo had slowed down, Yun Zhu could not help but whisper, "Perfected Immortals form their Dao fruits and temper their bodies and bloodlines with True Essence."
"The power released by a Perfected Immortal expert is not weaker than a peerless divine power."
"Your cultivation realm is too low. Even if your body is strong and you're ferocious in melee combat, it's difficult for you to kill two Perfected Immortals. It's too risky!"
Su Zimo remained silent.
Yun Zhu was right. However, if he did not get rid of the trouble behind him and continued running, Yun Zhu might die from the poison even though he would not be affected!
Right then, a white spot of light flew over at an extremely fast speed from not far away.
"Hmm?"
Su Zimo frowned slightly.
Looking at the trajectory of the white light, it seemed that it was coming for him.
However, all living beings in the Hell of Avici would avoid him from entering.
In the blink of an eye, the white dot arrived in front of him. Su Zimo looked at it with rapt attention and couldn't help but be stunned.
This was a white butterfly that looked extremely similar to the one beside Fairy Mo Qing.
"Frost Butterfly?"
When Yun Zhu saw the white butterfly, she quickly recognized its bloodline.
Su Zimo murmured, "This ice butterfly seems to be the one accompanying senior sister Mo Qing. Could senior sister Mo Qing also be in the Avici Hell?"
The ice butterfly circled around Su Zimo once before flying back in the direction it came from.
Before long, he stopped and turned to look at Su Zimo.
This action was clearly meant for Su Zimo to follow.
"Let's go over there and have a look."
Yun Zhu said softly.
"But your injuries …" Su Zimo's expression was worried.
"Don't worry, I can still hold on for a while."
Yunzhu continued, "If Fellow Daoist Mo Qing is also trapped here, you must help her. What's more, with Fellow Daoist Mo Qing here, those two True Immortals might not dare to attack you. "
"Alright!"
Su Zimo nodded and changed direction, following the ice butterfly forward.
Xie Tianhong and the other two were naturally still chasing closely behind.
Before long, an endless black mountain range appeared in front of them, as if gathered in the middle of a desert.
At the foot of the mountain was a cave that looked like the mouth of a giant beast. The ice butterfly flew into it.
Su Zimo also followed.
After passing through a tunnel, as if passing through a barrier like a curtain of water, his eyes suddenly opened up to another world.
This place should be located in the middle of the black mountain range. The mountain was hollow, forming a huge space that looked like it was formed naturally. There were no signs of excavation, like the work of the gods.
Su Zimo just entered with Yun Zhu on his back. As soon as he entered, he looked around and couldn't help but be on guard.
In this huge cave, there were thousands of cultivators gathered. Most of them were ferocious, their bodies were full of blood energy, and their eyes were sinister.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
As soon as Su Zimo and Yun Zhu entered the cave, countless gazes fell upon them. Some were judging, some were hostile, some were murderous, some were probing …
Many people's eyes lit up when they saw Yun Zhu's face. They stared at her as if they were going to skin her alive!
Yun Zhu was stunning and outstanding, but because of the poison, she looked a little fragile, which made her look even more pitiful.
Even though he couldn't use his spirit sense in the Avici Hell, Su Zimo could roughly guess that the thousands of cultivators in the cave were from the Demon Realm.
Cultivating in the Demon Realm, one's eyes, aura, and expressions were different from cultivating in the Buddhist Pure Land in the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm.
Su Zimo couldn't see their cultivation levels either.
But the cultivators who dared to enter the Avici Hell were at least Heaven Immortals.
There were a dozen cultivators surrounded by thousands of cultivators. Their status was obviously different, and their auras were terrifying. They were most likely Perfected Immortals!
"Over there."
Yun Zhu felt disgusted being stared at by thousands of cultivators. She pointed at Bing Die and reminded them.
Turning around, Su Zimo saw a woman in snow-white robes standing quietly on the other side of the cave opposite the thousands of cultivators. Her expression was calm and indifferent to the sinister surroundings.
However, the woman just stood there motionlessly, as if she was a peerlessly beautiful painting.
Immortal Painting Mo Qing!
Bing Die returned to Mo Qing's side and landed on her shoulder.
"Senior Sister Mo Qing."
Su Zimo carried Yun Zhu on his back and hurried to Mo Qing's side, calling out.
Mo Qing turned to look at Su Zimo and nodded slightly. Then, her gaze shifted and landed on Yun Zhu. She frowned slightly in confusion. "You guys …"
The way Su Zimo and Yun Zhu was behaving was truly intimate.
Yun Zhu quickly explained, "Just Now, I'm being attacked by the scorpions outside. I'm poisoned and can't move. Daoist Su, you saved me."
"Oh."
Mo Qing responded faintly.
"Senior Sister, why is this Bing Die …"
Su Zimo couldn't help but ask.
Mo Qing said, "Xiao Die said she sensed your aura, so I asked her to bring you here to hide."
Su Zimo also noticed the abnormality of this place.
There were no traces of Hell creatures in this cave. It seemed to be isolated from the outside.
"Your cultivation isn't high. Why did you come here? It's dangerous."
Mo Qing glanced at Su Zimo. Her tone was reproachful, but not heavy. It didn't make anyone uncomfortable.
Mo Qing didn't think too much about it.
To her, Su Zimo could be considered as her little junior brother.
As the Senior Sister, there were some things that she had to say to him.
However, on second thought, she recalled that none of the cultivators here could leave this place and there was no need for her to blame Su Zimo.
Su Zimo coughed softly and didn't explain.
He had the Hell Suppression Cauldron. No one would be safer than him in Avici Hell!
Naturally, Yun Zhu knew that as well. She could not help but purse her lips and smile. Leaning down slightly, she whispered in Su Zimo's ear, "Fellow Daoist Su, your senior sister is worried about you."
Yun Zhu had only wanted to tease Su Zimo. She was worried that Mo Qing would hear her, so she moved closer.
Su Zimo felt a warm sensation beside his ear. A tingling sensation accompanied by a delicate fragrance. His heart skipped a beat and he blushed.
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