Chapter 2332 No One Can Leave
Ever since Feng Cantian got out of trouble in Julei City and used the Prison Suppressing Cauldron, Su Zimo seldom used this weapon because he was worried about being recognized.
In the election of Xianzong, he faced the pursuit of more than 100 execution guards, and he did not use the prison-suppressing tripod.
It was a secret he kept deep.
Unexpectedly, the book fairy Yunzhu actually knew about this!
"Why, do you want to kill me?"
Yunzhu was lying on Su Zimo's back, and he could clearly feel that Su Zimo's muscles suddenly tightened, and he couldn't help but chuckle in a relaxed tone.
The cheeks of the two were very close, and when Yunzhu spoke, he exhaled like a blue orchid.
Su Zimo felt a ripple in his heart and remained silent.
"take it easy."
Yunzhu's palm lightly patted Su Zimo's shoulder and said, "I have read more books and know more about Emperor Wujian. So, after hearing about the battle of Jue Lei City, I vaguely guessed it. , the bronze square tripod that appeared may be the legendary prison-suppressing tripod."
"Other people, even if the Immortal King sees the Jailing Cauldron, they may not recognize it. After all, the time between the Era of Infinity is too long."
Su Zimo asked, "Then how do you know that the Suppressing Prison Cauldron is on me?"
"When Yun Ting came back from the emperor's tomb, he once described to me the details of your fight. He said that the Buddhist method you released is obviously a lower-world practice, but it is extremely powerful. Moreover, your primordial spirit is extremely powerful, It can continuously release the three Dao Yuan mystery techniques!"
Yunzhu said: "It is possible to have such an effect of refining spirits and to strengthen the methods of Buddhism. After thinking about it, only the "Prajna Nirvana Sutra" that Emperor Wujian cultivated back then."
"As far as I know, this exercise is engraved on the inner wall of the Prison Suppressing Cauldron."
Su Zimo didn't speak, but he was very impressed.
This book fairy, Yunzhu, can infer so many things just based on some clues, which is really amazing.
Seeing Yunzhu being so frank, Su Zimo felt relieved.
If Yunzhu really has other thoughts, he doesn't need to say this at all. This move will cause his alertness and attention.
"What else do you know?"
Su Zimo asked.
Yunzhu said: "Because there is a prison-suppressing cauldron, the hell creatures in the Avici Hell don't dare to approach you."
After a short pause, Yunzhu said confusedly: "But according to my guess, you have a cauldron for suppressing prisons and you know the "Prajna Nirvana Sutra", so you should be able to control Avici Hell, how can you know nothing about this place?"
"Controlling Avici Hell?"
Su Zimo was shocked.
But soon, he understood why.
The Suppressing Prison Cauldron is the key to Avici Hell.
And he understands the "Prajna Nirvana Sutra" and owns a prison-suppressing cauldron, which is equivalent to inheriting the inheritance of the Great Emperor Wujian, so it is logical to take over Avici Hell.
"Your divine consciousness pours into the prison-suppressing cauldron, what can you feel?"
Yunzhu asked again.
"I can only feel that the four holy souls are half asleep and half awake, and the rest are chaos."
Su Zimo didn't hide it either. Yunzhu probably knew more about Abi Hell, the Great Emperor Wuji, and even the Zhenyu Ding than he did!
Yunzhu pondered for a while, then analyzed: "It may be that your Primordial Spirit level is not enough."
"After all, the Prison Suppressing Cauldron was an imperial soldier. Even if it is damaged and its realm falls, it still harbors the spiritual consciousness of the Holy Soul, which is considered to be a psychic magic weapon."
"If you are in the realm of primordial spirit and can reach the real one, you can try again."
While the two were talking, Su Zimo's footsteps never stopped.
Even with a person on his back, he still walks fast and breathes smoothly.
At this moment, there are less than ten people who are still chasing him behind him, and the rest have been buried in this desert.
In addition to the two true immortals, including Xie Tianhong, the remaining few people can't support it for long.
"I can not stand it any more!"
Xie Tianhong suddenly roared and stopped.
Avici Hell is too big, boundless, and the terrain is complex and changeable.
He found that he couldn't catch up with Su Zimo.
And all the way to catch up, he can only watch the people around him, one by one fell down, and there are fewer and fewer people left!
Once fear grows, it cannot be suppressed.
Xie Tianhong did not want to continue chasing.
He is leaving!
He has had enough of the atmosphere and environment here!
"You keep chasing and killing, I'll leave first!"
Xie Tianhong took out a teleportation jade token from the storage bag and crushed it directly.
A tyrannical space force erupted, shaking the void.
Where the jade tablet shattered, the void shook and twisted, slightly sunken, but in a blink of an eye, it returned to calm.
Nothing has changed.
"This……"
Xie Tianhong was dumbfounded.
"Why, how could this be?"
Xie Tianhong looked at Yulong Zhenxian and said subconsciously: "Didn't you say that there are cracks in Abi Hell, and even an angel-level monster escaped?"
The two true immortals looked at each other, and their hearts sank.
If this teleportation jade card cannot tear the space here and take Xie Tianhong away, it means that neither of them can leave!
The Immortal King enters this place and cannot leave!
Not to mention Xie Tianhong, Jingyue Zhenxian both panicked.
"Ah! Ah!"
At this moment, several monks next to him suddenly fell into the sand pit and were dragged in by the poisonous scorpion below the desert, and there was a scream!
After a little delay, the distance between them and Su Zimo grew further and further.
Many poisonous scorpions approached secretly and launched an attack!
"Come on!"
Yulong Zhenxian gave a low voice: "Leave here first!"
Yulong Zhenxian grabbed Xie Tianhong's arm, released his qi and blood, and galloped with all his strength in the direction Su Zimo left.
the other side.
Although Su Zimo didn't stop, he also noticed the movement behind him.
"Abi Hell should be a trap!"
Yunzhu suddenly said: "There may not be any cracks in Avici Hell."
"You mean that all the monks who come in now will be trapped in Avici Hell?"
Su Zimo asked with a frown.
"Not trapped, but buried here!"
Yunzhu said in a deep voice, "You have a cauldron, you can protect yourself in Avici Hell, but others will suffer crazy attacks from hell creatures, and they will all die here, and no one can escape!"
"During this period of time, the monks who entered the Avici Hell come from all over the heavens, and I am afraid that the number has exceeded 100,000!"
It was just a rumor that 100,000 souls were buried in Avici Hell!
"Using Avici Hell to lay such a trap, why exactly?"
Su Zimo asked again.
Yunzhu shook his head and said, "I don't know either."
"How are your feet?"
Su Zimo suddenly thought that Yunzhu had been stung by a poisonous scorpion, and subconsciously lowered his head and glanced at it.
Yunzhu's feet and legs were obviously more swollen than before!
Although through the shoes and clothes, you can still vaguely see the flesh and blood inside, which is already bluish-black.
The injury is getting worse!
If it continues to spread, even if the Immortal King and Immortal Emperor come, I am afraid that Yunzhu will not be able to be saved.
Su Zimo said solemnly, "You have to find a place to stop, open the wound, and release the poisonous blood."