The Master of White Bone Temple looked indifferent, raised his hand slightly, raised the bone knife, and slashed it towards the prison-suppressing cauldron in front of him!
when!
The bone knife collided with the Prison Suppressing Cauldron, and there was a crisp sound!
Su Zimo was shocked all over and felt an unimaginable huge force surging along the Prison Suppressing Cauldron. He couldn't resist it at all!
After all, he is a peerless demon on the list of true demons. He also practices the "White Bone Transformation Demon Sutra" and has strong body and bones and amazing strength.
There are many small realms and one big realm difference between the two sides. Even the eleventh-grade Qinglian real body cannot make up for it.
Kick, kick, kick!
Su Zimo kept retreating, feeling his arms numb and trembling slightly.
"oh?"
The Master of White Bone Temple raised his eyebrows slightly, a little surprised.
His sword attack did not directly kill Su Zimo, which was somewhat beyond his expectation.
The Lord of White Bone Temple took a step forward, and the second sword came!
when!
Another strike struck the prison-suppressing cauldron. The cauldron was intact, but it was trembling and trembling.
If the four holy souls are still there, they may be able to help Su Zimo withstand some impact.
Now, the four holy souls are guiding the martial arts masters to come here, and the Prison Suppressing Cauldron cannot stop the power of the White Bone Temple Master!
Su Zimo's tiger's mouth was torn open and blood flowed profusely.
The Prison Suppressing Cauldron also flew away and fell down.
The Master of White Bone Temple waved the hem of his big cloak and directly took the Prison Suppressing Cauldron into his hand. He looked at it carefully and ignored Su Zimo in front of him.
He took action just for this bronze square tripod.
As for Su Zimo, in his eyes, he is just an ant. Whether life or death, he can just leave it to the people under his command.
"Withered Bones, can you see what the significance of this cauldron is?"
The Master of the White Bone Temple returned to his seat, handed the Prison Suppressing Cauldron to the withered old man beside him, and asked in a deep voice.
The Withered Bone Old Man is older, and his knowledge is even higher than that of the White Bone Monarch.
"this… "
The withered old man narrowed his eyes and looked at the Prison Suppressing Cauldron. After looking at it for a while, his heart moved, and a bright light flashed in his eyes!
"What did you think of?"
The Master of White Bone Temple noticed the expression of the old man with withered bones and asked aloud.
"Congratulations to the viewer!"
The old man with withered bones always had an expressionless face, but now he was a little excited, breathing a little heavier, and said: "If I am not mistaken, this cauldron may be the legendary Emperor Wujian's destiny weapon - the prison-suppressing cauldron!"
hiss!
After saying the three words "Prison Suppressing Cauldron", the White Bone Temple Master's eyes widened and he took a slight breath.
"No wonder it is so strong that it can withstand the bone knife of the White Bone Demon Emperor."
The Master of White Bone Temple murmured softly.
The old man with withered bones took a step forward and said excitedly: "Master, if you can refine the Prison Suppressing Cauldron, you may be able to find the key to leaving this place!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The Master of the White Bone Temple laughed loudly: "According to legend, the Prison Suppressing Cauldron was suppressed in the Abi Hell. Unexpectedly, this kid actually got it. Now that it has fallen into my hands, God is really helping me!"
"The master of the temple has obtained the inheritance of the White Bone Demon Emperor and the divine weapons of the Infinite Emperor. In the future, he will step into the cave and unify the Demon Realm. It is just around the corner!"
The withered old man said loudly.
On the other side, the battle is coming to an end.
Several bone demons joined forces and launched a violent attack on Su Zimo!
boom! boom! boom!
Although Su Zimo is not at a high level, he can still persist for several rounds under the siege of several bone demons with the power of the eleventh-grade Qinglian True Body and his powerful close combat power!
However, without the Prison Suppressing Cauldron, the power gap between the two sides is huge!
After a few breaths, Su Zimo finally couldn't resist and was severely injured. He fell next to the two fairies, coughing up blood.
"Fellow Daoist Su!"
Yunzhu shouted softly and stepped forward quickly.
Mo Qing also stood in front of Su Zimo, put his fingers together, and placed them between his eyebrows. He looked at the bones of the demons coldly and said resolutely: "If you take one more step forward, I will kill myself!"
"Sister, don't!"
Su Zimo endured the severe pain and quickly stopped him.
Yunzhu also quickly tried to dissuade her: "Sister Mo Qing, don't be impulsive!"
Mo Qing said nothing, but looked coldly at the white bones and demons, his fingertips had pierced the center of his eyebrows with a determined expression!
The big bone demons frowned slightly and subconsciously looked at the White Bone Temple Master.
"snort!"
The Master of White Bone Temple sneered, with a mocking look on his face, and said leisurely: "Fairy Mo Qing, what does your life and death have to do with me? Threaten me with your life! How naive!"
Mo Qing said: "If I die, you will never be able to get the inheritance in "The Picture of Gods, Ghosts, Immortals and Demons"."
"so what?"
The Master of White Bone Temple asked in reply.
"Hehehe, hahahaha!"
The Master of White Bone Temple was in a good mood after getting the Prison Suppressing Cauldron, and his laughter became louder and unscrupulous, echoing throughout the cave!
"You people in the fairyland just like to be sentimental."
The Master of White Bone Temple looked at Mo Qing and Yunzhu with disdain, and said: "What kind of painting fairy Mo Qing is trying to pretend to be pure and pure in front of me? You are nothing more than a slut and a slut!"
"You, what did you say!"
When Mo Ting heard these words, his face turned pale and his voice was trembling.
She has been practicing so far and is known as the Immortal Painter. No matter where she goes, she is respected by people and admired by countless monks. No one has ever said such a thing to her.
A trace of pride flashed across the eyes of the White Bone Temple Master.
He continued: "I have heard of the name Painting Immortal Mo Qing. I originally thought she was some kind of aloof fairy who cannot be blasphemed."
"I heard later that you got together with a fellow disciple, and you were so happy day and night! Hahahaha!"
"you you… "
Mo Qing was extremely angry, her body was shaking and her face was pale.
Mengyao's heart-wrenching words had already changed beyond recognition when they reached the Demon Realm.
People in the Immortal Realm at least still care about their own face. Even if they discuss, they will not go too far and restrain themselves, but the monks in the Demon Realm have no scruples.
The master of White Bone Temple is a peerless demon, what can't he say
He just wants to attack the heart!
The more vicious you are, the more vicious you are, the more it will hurt Mo Qing!
"Hahaha!"
The demons at Bai Gu Guan let out a burst of evil laughter, and countless eyes roamed and looked at Mo Qing unscrupulously.
"She turns out to be a slut, and she's still pretending to be reserved."
"People in the fairyland just love to take care of themselves."
Under the gaze of these eyes, Mo Qing felt that he was alone and helpless, as if he was alone, standing naked in front of countless demons, helpless.
"I, I didn't..."
"You're talking nonsense..."
Mo Qing kept shaking his head and explaining palely.
But the more she explained, the prouder the Lord White Bones became, and the more wildly the demons laughed!
Mo Qing looked around and saw extremely ugly faces. He heard dirty words in his ears and felt deeply helpless and desperate!
Public opinion makes gold, but accumulation destroys bones!
A crack gradually appeared in Mo Qing's Taoist heart!
At this moment, four rays of divine light flashed in the darkness of the cave, rushing towards them, and in the blink of an eye they disappeared into the prison-suppressing cauldron in the hands of Temple Master White Bones.
"Um?"
The Master of White Bone Temple was stunned for a moment, and then he was overjoyed.
He could clearly detect that the aura of this prison-suppressing cauldron had become more powerful and terrifying!
Seeing this scene, Su Zimo laughed miserably, stood up unsteadily, and said loudly: "Master White Bone Temple, your death has come!"
"Is it my time to die?"
The Master of White Bone Temple laughed loudly: "In Abi Hell, I am in charge of the Hell Suppressing Cauldron, and I am the only god. Whoever dares to kill me can kill me!"
"I'll kill you!"
Four words came from the darkness on the other side, sonorous, powerful, cold and eerie!