"Brother Zhou, go and go back quickly, don't forget my responsibilities here."

"Haha, I will definitely not forget it, let's go!"

The sword-holding monk agreed with a smile, then raised the escape light and wrapped Mo Wuxue and flew up.

After watching the escape light disappear, the monk with a gun turned around and fled back to the Immortal Palace.

As soon as it landed, a sound came from the darkness:

"Why didn't Zhou Tong come back? What happened?"

"It's nothing, just a female cultivator broke into the valley and came to find someone. Brother Zhou took her to the dungeon."

The monk with a gun briefly explained.

"Hey, I really don't know if they are lucky or unfortunate."

Another sound came from the darkness.

"You all seem to have a good story."

Someone answered again.

"Hmph, it seems like you are different!

Wait, why is your voice so strange? What are you?"

The sword-holding monk subconsciously snorted coldly, but soon found that something was wrong.

But before he could finish his words, several golden lights flew out from the depths of the Immortal Palace.

One of them came towards him, and the other several flew to various places in the darkness.

The golden light entered the body, and the monk holding the sword suddenly felt his body stiffen, and then his soul quickly stagnated.

With just a moment of turning his eyes, he stood still in place and his consciousness also stopped.

"Haha, one, two, three, four, five, including the one who left, are six Golden Immortals. There are quite a few people who ambush!"

Luo Hong had expected this result.

After all, although Su Liu's Nascent Soul is still alive and cannot be considered dead, his disappearance in the ruins of the Zhenyan Sect is not a secret for the top leaders of the Heavenly Court.

Whether it is to grasp Su Liu's movements at the first time or to guard against the opportunity of invasion of the Reincarnation Palace, the Fuyun Ancestor should have some arrangements in Su Liu Xian Mansion.

Therefore, when Luo Hong teleported Mo Wuxue's clone, she directly teleported him to the vicinity of Su Liuxian Mansion, and eventually led to an ambush monk.

With the help of the divine thoughts hidden in Mo Wuxue's clone, Luo Hong easily mastered the position of the sword-holding cultivator and others, so that they could easily solve the problem when they were teleported into the mansion.

Of course, the ancestor Fuyun didn't expect them all. He was actually tampering with the teleportation formation.

However, this method in the dark was also suppressed by Luo Hong using the law of space.

At this point, Luo Hong successfully sneaked into the Fuyun Valley. Next, as long as he finds the Fuyun Ancestor and suppresses him, he can start trying to break through the late Taiyi stage!

Accompanied by the words, Luo Hong slowly walked out of the Immortal Palace. With a wave of her sleeve, she moved the five golden immortals of Fuyun Valley that he had used to hold with her fixed spell from their respective hiding places.

Immediately afterwards, a golden light flashed in his eyes, and he used the secret technique of dream-inducing on these five golden immortals at the same time.

This technique is also a type of spell, with similar effects to soul searching, but the methods are much gentler, but the effect will be worse, and there is a lack of memory images.

However, this disadvantage can be completely compensated by quantity.

After all, Luo Hong has no grudges and no enemies with these five golden immortals, so she would not have severely damaged their souls with soul searching techniques.

"It's a pity that the restrictions on their souls are quite exquisite. If they forcefully break them, they will definitely be noticed by the Fuyun Ancestor.

However, the only thing that bans and blocks them is their memories of the Fuyun Ancestor, and what I want is mainly the map of Fuyun Valley."

After a moment, the golden light in Luo Hong's eyes dimmed, and she got a result that was neither good nor bad.

After waving the five people to the depths of the Immortal Palace, Luo Hong's body flashed with an inspiration, and changed into the appearance of a sword-holding cultivator, and then escaped from the Immortal Palace.

On the other hand, Mo Wuxue walked along the way and found that there were not many buildings and monks in the valley, and everyone was wearing masks, making it impossible for people to see their faces clearly.

When he arrived at the entrance of the dungeon, Mo Wuxue felt a bone-broken chill before he was taken in.

Fortunately, she is just a clone, and any difficulties are meaningless to her.

The monk holding a gun didn't know this. Seeing that she was invaded by the cold air, her expression was as firm as before, which immediately encouraged his helping heart.

"Senior Zhou, who is this woman?"

The true immortal cultivator guarding this place saw the two of them coming forward and immediately stopped him and asked.

Zhou Tong first explained, and then bowed to the several true immortals guarding the gate:

"Please give me some convenience and ask Zhou to escort him in person."

"Senior Zhou, this is not in accordance with the rules. This Ice Prison is specially set up for men like us.

Even if this woman is to be detained, she should be sent to the Fire Hell!”

The true immortal guarding the gate still blocked the Tao when he heard this.

Mo Wuxue listened on the side. The dungeon was even divided into men and women, and the Fuyun Ancestor was really weird.

"The Fire Hell is far away from this. Zhou also has the important task assigned by his ancestor. He should not be separated for a long time, so he wants to detain him in the Ice Prison for the time being."

Zhou Tong reluctantly explained.

"Since that's the case, why don't Senior Zhou ask others to do it for you?"

The true immortal still didn't let go.

"Hmph! Leave it to others, you may guarantee that he will not steal Zhou's credit!

Don’t talk nonsense, open the door quickly, or do you mean that Zhou is going to ask Brother Mei for personal favors?”
Chapter completed!