It took several months in a flash.

In the mud plow hall, several people fell to the ground in pools, like mud.

Even immortals can't stand the repeated soul torture every day. Even if they know it's an illusion or a mind that can't calm down, they can't bear it without resistance. This is the most painful thing. It's really like falling into hell, and the pain will never end.

Zhou Shu was also among them, and of course he was still pretending.

He didn't feel tormented, he just treated it as a training.

He observed carefully that no one else controlled the Nili Temple, but there was a special formation that was always working. Every three hours, the formation would release the power of the soul law to torture the souls of the practitioners in the temple.

This was a test for his mind. He was not used to it for a while at first, but later, even if he did not hide his mind in the Taoist furnace, he could barely deal with it.

Having the opportunity to resist the power of the soul law is also an opportunity.

At the same time, he had a lot of knowledge about the formation and should be able to find the formation talisman and destroy it. He was looking forward to doing this. The formation eye that can continuously release the power of the soul law will definitely be an extremely special treasure and will be of great benefit.

But now he can't do this. His mission is not destruction, and he can't escape even if he takes it.

Squeak.

A dull sound came and the door opened full of open.

Yuan Miao rushed up like a rabbit, with an unimaginable speed and agility, and reached the door in one step.

Then he immediately knelt down and said, "Give me your life, spare me your life, let me go out, I can do whatever I want."

The other people were not behind, and rushed to the door one by one, constantly begging.

Zhou Shu was stunned. He didn't expect that their desire to survive was so strong. He pretended to be so muddy before? He couldn't catch up, so he could only move slowly, pretended that he had not yet replied, and walked over step by step.

"Everyone is out of the way, a bunch of smelly ones!"

The person who spoke was a woman with thin eyebrows, small mouth, a short gauze skirt, and a red dress. She described her as very charming. She pinched her nose and looked at the people in front of her, "Let's back, don't come over."

The few people quickly took a few steps back, staring at the woman, with begging in their eyes.

The woman didn't look at them either, frowned and looked at the people next to her, "Are these guys?"

The True Immortal next to him nodded and said with apologies, "Sister Hong, no one is here now. These guys have been locked up for a long time, and the quality is a bit poor, but there are still few people here. Please help from Master Curse."

"Okay, okay, take them with me, you're free today."

The woman waved her hand and left as she twisted her hands. "It's all waste, and she can't even stand the Mud Plough Palace. There is no need to do anything about the spell master."

"Thank you, Sister Hong, I'll feel relieved after seeing it."

The true immortal quickly agreed and shouted, "If you want to survive, just follow up quickly and don't want to cause trouble. There are golden immortals everywhere here!"

"How dare we behave, we must be obedient."

Yuan Miao nodded and his waist had never straightened.

A group of people followed the Zhenxian and Hongjie and slowly walked away.

Zhou Shu walked at the end, looking haggard, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

This charming Hong Sister gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity. Had he seen it somewhere, but he had no impression of it at all.

I don’t think about this for the time being, and I’m about to see a spell master. I need to be very cautious. I don’t need to guess too much. It can be seen from just a few sentences that the spell master must be a person who is good at controlling people’s minds, and it is much more powerful than the methods of Nili Temple.

With the Nipli Temple and a spell master, it’s no wonder that no Wufang City has returned for so many years, and they all obediently followed Heishawu.

After a long time, the group stopped in front of a strange building.

The water droplets are like layers of petals wrapped around, like a flower to be put on. The particularity is that the petals are constantly changing, sometimes dark red, sometimes lavender, sometimes azure, giving people a psychedelic feeling.

Yuan Miao and others were stunned when they saw it. The true immortal who brought them here had left at some point.

Zhou Shu looked at the building, calmed his mind, and quietly poked out a trace of spiritual consciousness to sense the surroundings. Doing this in Heishawu was undoubtedly a great risk, but it was of great importance and he had to do it.

The spiritual consciousness was about to stop and immediately dissipated, and Zhou Shu's doubts were resolved.

Yin Kui Ce.

He sensed the existence of Yin Demon Wind, and the familiar feeling he had always had undoubtedly come from Yin Kui Ce.

That sister Hong must be from the Yinkui clan, and most of the curse mages inside are as such.

He thought of it when he saw the building. The building looked like Utanbra. He still carried an Utanbra flower on his body, and it was not an ordinary Brahma flower. It was an Utanbra flower condensed by the power of the Yin Kui, the guardian of Utanbra flower.

"Is it the Saint of Utan?"

He had this idea, but soon felt it was impossible. When he left the Xuanhuang Realm, the Saint Utan was far from recovering his strength.

"Just stand there, don't move!"

Sister Hong's loud scolding made Yuan Miao and others who wanted to follow in stopped.

At this time, their expressions were a little wrong, their eyes were very confused, and they stared at Sister Hong and swallowed their saliva.

"It's really useless, I can't even resist mine," Sister Hong looked disdainful, but with a hint of pride, walked to the building with a slight pride and bowed, "Sir, I've brought everyone, a total of five."

"Um."

A lazy and sloppy voice came from the building, but it looked like a sharp arrow. Yuan Miao and others seemed to be caught in an arrow, and their bodies suddenly shook.

Then he trembled, his face changed a little blue and white for a while, and it took several breaths to return to normal.

“It’s so beautiful…”

"Is it true? As long as I can do these things, I am willing to do it with me..."

"I understand, I'm willing to do anything!"

Several people stared at the building and shouted as if they were swearing.

Zhou Shu felt a little nervous. He could know without thinking that the word "可" completely defeated the minds of Yuan Miao and others, completely confused them, and Yin Kui's power took advantage of the situation. At this time, Yuan Miao and others had become slaves to the Yin Kui people, just like those who lived on Yin Mountain.

At most, those people were only in the Tribulation Realm, while Yuan Miao and others were all true immortals.

The cultivation level of this mantra master must be much stronger than that of the true immortal.

Zhou Shu's heart was secretly tightened. Unlike Yuan Miao and others, he didn't feel the invasion of power just now, and there was nothing to shake his mind. In other words, the spell master deliberately let him go. What's going on?

If the spell master also attacked Zhou Shu, Zhou Shu could react immediately and pretended to be the same as Yuan Miao and others, but he was not attacked. The problem is difficult to deal with. Could it be that the spell master had seen something?

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem like a good thing.

"Send the first four, let him go, and let him in the last one."

"Okay, sir."

Sister Hong nodded and agreed, but she felt a little surprised.

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