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When Hong Yuan heard Rong Chen's unfriendly words and thought about his profound cultivation, he secretly considered whether the three of them had the strength to kill Rong Chen.

"My Zimen Sect has been established for hundreds of years and has always kept a low profile. It is understandable that the Immortal Lord does not know about it." Hong Yuan said.

"Why did you hear your disciples claim that the Zimen Sect is the largest sect in the Great Wilderness?" The long sword in Rong Chen's hand was wrapped in spiritual power, and he secretly wondered how he could defeat them one by one in the shortest time possible.

"It's just some young and energetic disciples who are trying to gain face. There's nothing wrong with disciples being enterprising. Although our Zimen Sect has not yet become famous, in time, it will surely be known throughout the wilderness." Hong Yuan said.

Rong Chen said in a cold voice: "It's so shameless."

Hong Yuan listened to Rong Chen's contemptuous tone and his face darkened: "What do you mean by that, Immortal Lord? Are you looking down on our sect?"

"That's right." Rong Chen didn't take these three people seriously at all.

When the three heard this, they were immediately furious and summoned a formation. Ferocious beasts rushed towards Rong Chen and others like a tide.

Zhou Yun said to Rong Chen, "Rong Chen, please hold them back while Brother Yanzhou and I go in to investigate."

Rong Chen nodded slightly, agreeing to Zhou Yun's proposal.

Zhou Yun's voice was as clear and pleasant as the gurgling of a spring: "Then I'll have to trouble Immortal Rongchen."

Rong Chen saw the light in her eyes shining like stars, and thought that with her intelligence and agility, she should be able to handle it well, so he did not give her any more instructions. Besides, the little girl was quite disrespectful to him, and although he had doubts in his heart, he was too lazy to ask.

Zhou Yun took advantage of the opportunity when Rong Chen was fighting fiercely with the elders and the leader of Zimen Sect, avoided other disciples, and ran to a courtyard in the deepest part of the sect.

"It's here!" Zhou Yun raised his hand, and his jade fingers drew a huge seal in the air like flowing clouds and water. The seal flew towards the innermost room like a meteor.

Seeing this, the disciples guarding the gate rushed out with swords drawn like hungry tigers pouncing on their prey. These disciples were very different from the ones they had met at the steps of the mountain gate before. They were all followed by a majestic summoned beast.

The disciples pointed their swords in one place, and the summoned beasts pounced towards Zhou Yun and Jimo Yanzhou like arrows.

Jimo Yanzhou was quick to pull Zhou Yun behind him and said in a deep voice, "They have summoned beasts to help them, which is different from the disciples besieging us at the foot of the mountain. Could these be inner sect disciples?"

The disciple's voice was as cold as ice, and he said sternly: "How dare you trespass into the forbidden area of ​​Jiuyun Mountain?"

Jimo Yanzhou flashed with great agility and slapped a wolf beast that pounced towards him away with one palm.

"Get out of the way!" Zhou Yun's face was solemn and his voice was low. He controlled the spiritual energy around him and rushed towards the disciples like a tide.

The disciples were controlling their summoned beasts when they suddenly felt that their spiritual power was like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins and was difficult to control.

Those spirit beasts that were originally under control suddenly became restless and no longer obeyed their commands. They stood there howling and no longer attacked Zhou Yun.

Jimo Yanzhou held a small bamboo flute made of bamboo branches and played sharp notes.

The musical notes flew out like arrows. When the sluggish spirit beasts heard the sound of the beast tamer's flute, they suddenly turned their spears around and rushed towards the disciples like hungry tigers, starting to bite them.

The disciples hurriedly chanted spells, but to no avail, so they had to draw their swords to fight back.

The runes Zhou Yun drew in the air were like a dense net covering the entire sky, and the glittering talismans quietly merged into the bodies of the spirit beasts. The spirit beasts were clear-minded, and their eyes were filled with strong hatred when they looked at the disciples of Zimen Sect, and they pounced on them more fiercely.

Zhou Yun's eyes changed slightly, revealing a bit of surprise, as if these spirit beasts were not willing to be controlled by these disciples.

She pulled up Jimo Yanzhou: "Let's go!"

Those disciples had not expected that the spirit beasts they had tamed would suddenly attack them.

It was obvious that they had wiped out the spirit beasts' minds and tamed them again.

There was a huge protective formation in the inner courtyard. Zhou Yun waved the talisman in his hand, pierced through the center of the formation like a sharp arrow, and rushed into the room.

The interior space is spacious, with many metal-sealed cages placed inside, each containing a scarred spirit beast.

When they saw someone coming in, they suddenly let out angry roars, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

There were several dead spirit beasts in the corner, their flesh and blood were a mess, and it looked like they had been dead for a long time. I don't know what cruel methods the disciples of this sect used to tame the spirit beasts, but judging from the situation, the methods must have been extremely cruel.

Those spirit animals have scars all over their bodies, what's going on? This is simply animal abuse, how abominable!

Jimo Yanzhou stretched out his hand and tried to touch the cage, but the tiger in the cage looked fierce and bared its teeth and claws at him. He was so scared that he quickly withdrew his hand and frowned.

Zhou Yun walked to the candlestick in the center and casually turned the mechanism on the candlestick, and a staircase leading downwards appeared in front of him.

Zhou Yun walked down without any hesitation.

"Wait." Jimo Yanzhou quickly pulled her back and said seriously, "I'll go down and take a look first, just in case."

Zhou Yun looked up at him and saw that his eyes were clear and his face was sincere, so he took a step back and let Jimo Yanzhou go first.

Jimo Yanzhou walked down the steps naturally, but he was worried about the danger. He looked back at Zhou Yun and reminded her worriedly, "I'll go check the situation first, you wait here."

Seeing that Zhou Yun didn't answer, he instructed again: "Be good and wait until I go down to check before you come down."

"Yeah." Zhou Yun felt a little strange in his heart and nodded slightly.

She stood at the entrance, staring at Jimo Yanzhou's figure. The girl frowned slightly, bit her lips lightly, and an indescribable cold light flashed across her eyes. She sighed in her heart, she was just a chess piece, she shouldn't be soft-hearted.

Jimo Yanzhou came to the underground floor and heard intermittent sobbing sounds from time to time.

There are luminous pearls hanging on the stone walls underground, and the light illuminates the entire underground passage.

Jimo Yanzhou sent a message to Zhou Yun, and when Zhou Yun walked down the stairs, he closed the entrance mechanism.

When Zhou Yun arrived, Jimo Yanzhou was standing in front of a girl covered in blood.

"You were all deceived from the village by the evil sect?" Zhou Yun's cold voice echoed throughout the entire underground hall.

The girl opened her mouth slightly, and blood flowed down the corners of her mouth.

"I just checked, their tongues have been cut off." Jimo Yanzhou's eyes were filled with deep pity, and he said angrily, "These people are really cruel."

Zhou Yun rescued one of the girls and asked, "You can't speak, so can you read?"

The girl first shook her head, then suddenly pointed at a girl in pink behind her.

The girl in pink had her face destroyed and was unconscious.

Zhou Yun put her down, untied the restraints on the girl in pink, and slapped a talisman on her.

The pink-dressed girl slowly woke up, and when she saw Zhou Yun, her originally dark eyes instantly flashed with anxiety. She tightly grasped Zhou Yun's hand, shaking her head and gesturing, while pointing in the direction of the exit, as if signaling Zhou Yun to go to the exit.