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He was still the same as before, retreating, and at the same time, he shot the illusory True Yuan Flying Knife, injuring the other demon beasts.

In less than a cup of tea, Ling Xiaoye had already retreated to the entrance of this cave. Of course, he also angered most of the demon beasts in this cave.

These demon beasts gathered together and kept attacking Ling Xiaoye.

But these demon beasts, whether they were bitten at close range or played demon methods, did not hurt Ling Xiaoye for half a point. Over time, among the demon beasts, there began to be a violent roar, and there were frenzied attacks.

Seeing this, Ling Xiaoye had achieved the purpose of the first stage, so it was time to move on to the next stage.

So he increased the speed of his movement by a few points, neither letting these bat monsters be unable to keep up with him, nor allowing the monsters to attack him.

Ling Xiaoye flew over the basin without hesitation, followed closely by a large area of black bat demon beasts.

They chased after each other, and the air here was swept up by gusts of wind, causing the trees below to shake violently.

In this way, some demon beasts were frightened.

Ling Xiaoye noticed this situation, and with an idea, he continued to shoot a rain of Illusory True Yuan Flying Knives, attacking those demon beasts that fled in panic in front of him.

The demon beast that was originally fleeing for its life was attacked by Ling Xiaoye like this, and immediately turned around and joined the ranks of attacking Ling Xiaoye.

In this way, more and more demon beasts followed behind Ling Xiaoye, constantly attacking Ling Xiaoye.

And Ling Xiaoye, who was flying in front, kept dodging these attacks behind him.

After about half an hour, Ling Xiaoye finally flew to the entrance of this stronghold.

Since he deliberately sprinkled the fragrant potion, these angry demon beasts, with their keen noses, could easily follow Ling Xiaoye.

After talking for more than half an hour, Ling Xiaoye took a large group of demon beasts with high and low cultivation to fly around in this stronghold.

After Ling Xiaoye went deep into the stronghold, he suddenly cast a phantom body and teleported directly into the distance.

Ling didn't care so much, he tore off a piece of the clothes sprinkled with the fragrance and threw it in a quenching spirit iron cage, and then teleported again.

After several consecutive phantom walks, each time he dropped a fragment of his clothes with a faint fragrance.

It wasn't until he finished tearing off the clothes that Ling Xiaoye pinched and came to the secret passage he had walked before, so he opened the mechanism and hid in it.

Of course, he was just hiding, and in this secret passage, Ling Xiaoye sensed the breath of the passage outside.

Sure enough, these demon beasts outside are proceeding according to his idea of the second stage:

There are a large number of demon beasts led by the bat demon king, and after they entered this stronghold, they began to divide their troops to guard them, and the remaining demon beasts followed the breath of the previous fragrance.

However, demon beasts are demon beasts after all, and most of them still have no intelligence, so they have no way to tell whether these fragments with a faint fragrance are a ploy or not.

So these demon beasts began to mess up in this stronghold, like headless flies, and began to scurry.

Because they had been injured by Ling Xiaoye before and had become berserk, they needed prey to vent.

In the end, those martial artists who hadn't had time to escape, as well as the lackeys of the Broken Yue Sect who had been seriously injured by Ling Xiaoye before, had all become the targets of the demon beasts' collective attacks at this time.

Ling Xiaoye was also powerless at this time, besides, these people didn't have much to do with him, and he had no obligation to save these people.

He just thought about it for a moment and didn't think much about it.

In this world, there are always people who encounter misfortune, and it is impossible for all strong people to save them.

After Ling didn't think about it, he simply sat on the ground and meditated.

In the past few days, he has basically been non-stop, and there is almost no time to rest, and now he finally has a free time, and he begins to meditate, while recovering his strength, while thinking about his harvest in the past few days.

Killing the Demon King, taking a large number of Demon Kings to practice his hands, and then fighting with Elder Hua who accidentally advanced to the Spirit Mirror, three very meaningful battles, so that Ling Xiaoye's spells and martial arts that he hadn't used for a long time have been improved to a certain extent.

Entering this stronghold, Ling Xiaoye felt that the biggest gain was to combine his "Dao" with his own skills to create a set of long-range attack Phantom True Yuan Flying Knife Array-Flying Knife Rain.

Ling just called it his self-created spell for the time being, but he was still not satisfied, and he always felt that there were some shortcomings, but he couldn't say it at once.

Martial artists are sometimes like this, concentrating on cultivating a technique, thinking of its advantages, but not discovering its disadvantages at once.

The most important thing is that there are too few battles, and there are no polished martial arts, so what's the difference between that and a sapling that has been cared for and grown?

Ling Xiaoye realized this, so he decided to go to the next stronghold, take those lackeys of the Broken Yue Gate, and practice his skills well.

Time passed bit by bit, Ling Xiaoye estimated the time, almost two hours had passed, and the sky was almost time to lighten.

The demon beasts in the outer passage began to slowly subside.

Most of the demon beasts have already evacuated this place, and the number of demon beasts left behind should be less than one-third of the total number before.

But don't look at these few thirds, Ling Xiaoye's divine thoughts can still sense that there are still one or two thousand demon beasts lingering in the stronghold.

With such a large number, if it was a martial artist of the Illusory God Realm, it would be impossible to clear this place alone.

The purpose of the third stage has been achieved!

Ling Xiaoye was secretly happy, and began to walk towards the exit from the depths of this secret passage.

Although there were quite a few demon beasts, Ling Xiaoye had already sensed the places where there were few demon beasts in these passages, and his plan to escape was quite simple - that is, to keep teleporting to the points where there were few demon beasts until he teleported to the exit.

As a result, in one breath, he cast more than a dozen illusion body movements, which consumed almost two-thirds of his mana true element. But thankfully, his ten or so consecutive teleportations did not attract the attention of the demon beast.

Out of this exit, Ling Xiaoye floated into the air and said to this underground stronghold:

"This place, for the time being, you demon beasts, help me take care of it!"

Ling Xiaoye smiled slightly, and flew quickly.

What he has to do now is to return along the way he came and join Su Mengyu, Shen Yingying and them.

The sky was already bright, and Ling Xiaoye was not flying very fast because of his body being a little tired.