The Master of White Bone Temple looked indifferent. He raised his hand slightly, raised his bone blade, and slashed at the Prison Suppressing Cauldron in front of him!
Clang!
The bone blade and the Prison Suppressing Cauldron collided, and there was a crisp sound!
Su Zimo's body shook as he felt an unimaginable power surging through the Prison Suppressing Cauldron. He couldn't block it at all!
After all, he was a peerless demon on the True Demon Ranking, and he cultivated the White Bone Demon Transformation Scripture. His physique and bones were strong, and his strength was shocking.
There was a difference of many small realms and a large realm between them. Even the Eleventh Stage Qinglian's true body couldn't make up for it.
Deng! Deng!
Su Zimo kept retreating. He felt his arms go numb and tremble slightly.
"Oh?"
The Master of White Bone Temple raised his eyebrows in surprise.
The fact that his slash did not kill Su Zimo right away was something that he had not expected.
The Master of White Bone Temple took a step forward and slashed again!
Clang!
Another slash landed on the Prison Suppressing Cauldron. The cauldron was fine, but it was trembling.
If the four Saint Souls were still around, they might be able to help Su Zimo block some of the impact.
Now, the four Saint Souls were guiding Wu Dao's true body to this place. The Prison Suppressing Cauldron couldn't block the Master of White Bone Temple's power at all!
Su Zimo's palm was torn, and blood flowed out.
The Prison Suppressing Cauldron also flew out of his hand and fell.
The Master of White Bone Temple waved his robe and caught the Prison Suppressing Cauldron in his hand. He looked at it carefully and ignored Su Zimo.
He only took action for this bronze square cauldron.
As for Su Zimo, he was just an ant in his eyes. Whether he lived or died, he would leave it to his subordinates.
"Dry Bone, can you tell what's so special about this cauldron?"
The Master of White Bone Temple returned to his seat and handed the Prison Suppressing Cauldron to Elder Dry Bone beside him.
Elder Dry Bone was older, and he was more knowledgeable than the Master of White Bone Temple.
"This …"
Elder Dry Bone narrowed his eyes and looked at the Prison Suppressing Cauldron. After a while, his eyes lit up!
"What did you think?"
The Master of Bones Temple noticed Elder Dry Bone's expression and asked.
"Congratulations, Abbey Dean!"
Elder Dried Bone had been expressionless the entire time, but now he was a bit excited. His breathing became a bit heavier as he said, "If this old man is not mistaken, this cauldron might be the legendary lifeblood weapon of Emperor Seamless – the Hell Suppressing Cauldron!"
Hiss!
When the words' Prison Suppressing Cauldron 'were mentioned, the eyes of the Dean of White Bones lit up and he took a deep breath.
"No wonder it has such strength, able to block the White Bone Devil Emperor's bone blade."
The master of the White Bone Temple murmured.
Elder Dried Bone stepped forward and said excitedly, "Abbey Head, if we can refine the Subduing Hell Cauldron, perhaps we can find the key to leaving this place!"
"Hahahaha!"
The Master of the White Bone Monastery burst out laughing, "Legend has it that the Hellsuppressing Cauldron is suppressed in the Avici Hell. Who would have thought that this kid would be able to get his hands on it. Now that it has fallen into my hands, the heavens are really helping me! "
"The Temple Master has obtained the inheritance of the White Bone Devil Monarch and the divine weapon of the Limitless Monarch. It's only a matter of time before he enters the Grotto-Heaven and unifies the Devil Region!"
Elder Dried Bone said loudly.
On the other side, the battle was coming to an end.
Several great bone devils joined hands and unleashed a flurry of attacks at Su Zimo!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Although Su Zimo's cultivation realm was not high, he relied on his Grade 11 Qinglian True Body and his powerful melee combat strength to last several rounds against the encirclement of several bone devils!
However, without the Hellsuppressing Cauldron, the difference in strength between the two sides was too great!
After a few breaths, Su Zimo finally could not hold on any longer and was severely injured. He fell beside the two fairies and coughed out mouthfuls of blood.
"Fellow Daoist Su!"
Yunzhu exclaimed softly and hurried forward.
Mo Qing stood in front of Su Zimo as well and tapped her glabella with two fingers. She glared coldly at the demons of the White Bone Temple and said resolutely, "If you guys take another step forward, I'll kill myself here!"
"Senior Sister, don't!"
Su Zimo endured the pain and tried to stop her.
Yunzhu tried to dissuade her as well. "Sister Mo Qing, don't be rash!"
Mo Qing remained silent and glared at the demons of the White Bone Temple coldly. She exerted force with her fingertips and pierced her glabella with a resolute expression!
The bone devils frowned and instinctively glanced at the Master of the White Bone Temple.
"Humph!"
The Master of the White Bone Temple laughed coldly with a mocking expression, "Fairy Mo Qing, what does your life have to do with me? Are you trying to threaten me with your life? How naive! "
Mo Qing said, "If I die, you'll never be able to obtain the succession of the Deity, Ghost, Immortal and Demon Diagram."
"So what?"
The Master of the White Bone Temple asked in return.
"Hehehe, HAHAHAHA!"
The Master of the White Bone Temple was in a great mood after obtaining the Hell-Suppressing Cauldron. His laughter grew louder and echoed within the cave without restraint!
"You people of the Immortal Realm always like to think too highly of yourselves."
The Master of the White Bone Temple glanced at Mo Qing and Yunzhu in disdain, "Mo Qing, what Painting Immortal? Why are you pretending to be pure in front of me? You're nothing but a slut!"
"What … what did you say!?"
Mo Qing's face turned extremely pale and her voice trembled when she heard this.
She was known as the Painting Immortal since she started cultivating. No matter where she went, she was respected and admired by countless cultivators. No one had ever said such words to her before.
The Master of the White Bone Temple wore a smug look.
He continued, "I've heard of the name Painting Immortal, Mo Qing. I initially thought that you were some high and mighty immortal that could not be profaned."
"Later on, I heard that you hooked up with a disciple of the same sect and had a great time doing it day and night! HAHAHAHA! "
"You … you …"
Mo Qing was extremely furious. Her body trembled and her face turned pale.
Mengyao's words were completely different when they were spread to the Demon Region.
At the very least, the people of the Immortal Realm cared about their reputation. Even if they talked about it, they would not go overboard. However, the cultivators of the Demon Region had no scruples.
As a peerless demon, what could the Master of the White Bone Temple not say?
He wanted to attack Mo Qing's heart!
The more vicious his words were, the more it would hurt Mo Qing!
"Hahaha!"
The devils of the White Bone Temple laughed evilly. Countless gazes unscrupulously scanned Mo Qing's body.
"So, you're a slut and you're still pretending to be reserved."
"People of the Immortal Realm just love to put on airs."
Under these gazes, Mo Qing felt isolated and helpless. It was as if she was all alone, standing in front of countless demons. She felt lost and helpless.
"I … I didn't …"
"You're spouting nonsense …"
Mo Qing shook her head repeatedly and explained with a pale face.
However, the more she explained, the more smug the Master of the White Bone Temple was and the more brazen the fiends laughed!
Mo Qing looked around and saw extremely ugly faces one after another. As she listened to the filthy words being said, she felt a deep sense of helplessness and despair!
Everyone's words could melt metal and accumulation could destroy bones!
Gradually, a crack appeared on Mo Qing's Dao heart!
Right then, four divine lights flashed in the darkness of the cave and entered the Hell Suppressing Cauldron in the hands of the Master of the White Bone Temple in the blink of an eye.
"Hmm?"
The Master of the White Bone Temple was stunned for a moment before he was delighted.
He could clearly sense that the aura of the Hell Suppressing Cauldron had turned even more terrifying!
When he saw that, Su Zimo laughed bitterly and stood up shakily, declaring loudly, "Master of the White Bone Temple, your death is here!"
"My death is here?"
The Master of the White Bone Temple roared in laughter. "In the Avici Hell, I'm the only god with the Hell Suppressing Cauldron. Anyone can kill me!"
"I'm here to kill you!"
The four words sounded from the darkness on the other side. They were powerful and cold!
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