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"You don't want to die?" Su Mengyu approached Ling Xiaoye and said directly in a thick voice, "In case any monsters are brought out, have you ever thought about the safety of your disciples?"

Ling Xiaoye's face was slightly red when he was said this, and he was indeed a little reckless, so he quickly took back the magic crystal and put it in the Qiankun bag.

It's just that it's too late.

Those few black breaths have already drifted into the distance. Ling Xiaoye and Su Mengyu's faces changed greatly at this time, because not far away, there were many strange auras, similar to the five paths just now.

What's even worse is that there is also an aura, which is very terrifying.

This breath is like a cold air from the ice and snow, which can freeze people in an instant. As soon as Ling Xiaoye and Su Mengyu sensed this extraordinary aura, they couldn't help but shudder.

Su Mengyu glared at Ling Xiaoye and said, "Look at the good things you have done!"

"There's no way, I'll deal with it, you are responsible for protecting the disciples of Qinglan Sect. ”

Ling Xiaoye was another person who could not be distinguished, and directly assigned the task, as if Su Mengyu was a disciple of Qinglanmen.

Su Mengyu continued to look at Ling Xiaoye and said, "What you provoked, I'll see how you end!"

After speaking, the girl's voice flickered, and she returned to the place of the Qinglan Sect disciple, cast a pale light curtain shield, and made a defensive posture.

Ling Xiaoye had no worries at this time, so he had no scruples.

He took out his twin swords and cast the Phantom Feather Divine Walk, which instantly appeared near those strange aura.

This time, these auras did not disappear immediately, Ling Xiaoye was not in a hurry to attack, his body continued to approach these auras, and he was finally able to see clearly with the naked eye, the true face of the monster that emitted these aura.

It turned out to be some dried corpses that looked like children, emitting breath, two or three of them together, and on their shriveled faces, two eyes were glowing red. What made Ling Xiaoye even more disgusting was that the mouths of these dried corpses actually had big curved teeth, like two dog teeth, and their lips were still dripping with liquid, and they kept dripping down.

"This is the Dead Soldier!"

Ling Xiaoye suddenly laughed at himself, he couldn't imagine that he had really attracted these things.

However, as a martial artist, Ling Xiaoye would not be afraid of these things. I saw him swinging his double swords, and he used the ruthless sword technique taught by Gao Changfeng, and in the blink of an eye, he shot out many sword qis, roaring towards those dead soldiers who were hiding.

These short dead soldiers were too close to fly away immediately. Moreover, Ling Xiaoye's sword qi blocked all retreats at once. These dead soldiers couldn't escape at once, and could only be cut by Ling Xiaoye's sword qi and turned into a few pieces.

As soon as the fragments of the bodies of these dead men touched the ground, they turned into a thick stream of water, which stinked incomprehensibly.

Ling Xiaoye hurriedly left here and flew to the next place where the dead man was hiding. At this time, Ling Xiaoye's hands and feet became numb, and he divided five by two in three strokes, and killed most of the short dead soldiers.

However, that chilling breath, from far to near, made Ling Xiaoye goosebumps.

However, Ling Xiaoye still stubbornly flew towards which breath, because only that terrifying aura was left.

Before he teleported halfway, Ling Xiaoye seemed to have become a flying insect on a spider's web, his whole body was glued, no matter how he broke free, he couldn't break free!

"Danger!"

"Master!"

Su Mengyu and the Qinglan Sect disciples, when they saw Ling Xiaoye's body, it seemed as if they were frozen, so they shouted loudly, their voices full of worry.

"What the hell?"

Ling Xiaoye scolded secretly, fortunately, he could still cast the White Dragon Talisman Duel, and those True Yuan instantly formed a series of talisman shields, blocking possible attacks.

Sure enough, Ling Xiaoye's protective shield was attacked by an invisible force, and in the blink of an eye, three holes the size of bowls appeared. Fortunately, this attack was defused by the shield, and Ling Xiaoye's body was violently pushed back.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ling Xiaoye's right hand cast a demonic touch, a phantom black hand that was more than ten times larger than an ordinary person's arm, and immediately pulled those invisible restraints.

Ling Xiaoye controlled the big hand of the Demon Touch, and with a quick pull, he pulled away some of the things that bound his body. At this time, he used his divine thoughts to investigate, and sure enough, he found that there were subtle lines of true yuan, like aquatic plants, entangled around his body.

Continuing to use the phantom hand to pull off these true element lines, most of Ling Xiaoye's body was able to resume his activities.

However, at this time, invisible attacks came one after another, hitting the True Yuan Shield, and many holes with the size of a bowl mouth appeared!

The situation was a little critical, and Ling Xiaoye didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one at this time, and used all the hidden power.

I saw that the veins in his body were running wildly, the soul sea kept turning mana, and the life wheel was turning extremely fast, condensing the mana into the true element, at this time, the mana true element in Ling Xiaoye's body seemed to be burning.

At the same time, the Qingluan that had been sealed in the blood was also ready to move, the inscriptions on the Divine Wood Spirit flickered and dimmed, the twin martial spirits, the little golden phoenix and a little black dragon, were blessed on both sides of Ling Xiaoye's body at once, and finally, the golden light and black aura faintly shrouded Ling Xiaoye's body.

Ling Xiaoye's right eye flickered red, like blood, and his left eye was a faint golden light, like sunlight.

"What the hell is going on with your boss?"

Su Mengyu asked a disciple of Qinglanmen, but the disciple shook his head and said he didn't know. I asked several disciples in a row, and these disciples said that they didn't know what was going on.

This made Su Mengyu very puzzled and curious, wondering that Ling Xiaoye should only have the fragments of the Apocalypse Stone and the Divine Wood Spirit in his body, but why were there other unknown circumstances?

What is curious is that maybe it is these things that I don't understand, maybe there are things that Su Mengyu wants to find.

It's just that Su Mengyu didn't continue to think deeply, but looked at Ling Xiaoye with some concern, for fear that Ling Xiaoye would encounter an accident, so that she would not have the opportunity to let Ling Xiaoye tell these strange secrets of her body.

At this time, Ling Xiaoye had already ripped off all the True Yuan transparent lines that were entangled in him. Fortunately, with the help of the White Dragon Protective Shield, he had made many attacks, otherwise he would have been shattered by the invisible force.

"It must be a master of the Lingming Realm!"

Ling Xiaoye remembered that when he fought with that white-haired old man earlier, he was suppressed by this invisible force.

Despite this, Ling Xiaoye was still not afraid, but instead raised a new fighting spirit: he must defeat a master of the Spirit Realm!

If he couldn't do this, he wouldn't be able to regain his senior brother from the hands of the Broken Yue Sect, and if he did, then the possibility of rescuing his senior brother would undoubtedly be much greater.

With a strong fighting spirit, Ling Xiaoye broke free of these transparent restraints, and his body quickly teleported under the body of the Phantom Feather Divine Movement, and in the blink of an eye, he reached a distance of ten zhang of that breath.

At this time, a strange voice sounded: "Thousands of years have passed, and finally a guest has come, and besides, he is still a living person!"

"Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, the most important thing is that you're going to die!"

Along with this voice, Ling Xiaoye suddenly felt a few cold breaths, flying in his direction, very fast!

These attacks were almost instantaneous, and they were about to hit Ling Xiaoye. Fortunately, his Phantom Feather Divine Body Technique had cultivated well, and he was able to dodge these invisible cold attacks.

Since this voice couldn't help but say that splitting his head and covering his face was an attack, Ling Xiaoye didn't want to say any more nonsense, so he dodged the attack and moved towards the source of the sound.

In just two breaths, Ling Xiaoye moved a distance of more than twenty zhang, and his divine thoughts could detect that there was a behemoth on the left side in front of him!

To be precise, what Ling Xiaoye saw was a dried corpse that was more than three feet tall!

This is different from the corpse of the dead soldier he encountered before, and what surprised Ling Xiaoye even more was that this huge dead soldier was also carrying a giant sword!

If you compare the big sword that Ling Xiaoye snatched from Gao Changfeng's hand, then it can only be completely inadequate-the big sword in Ling Xiaoye's hand is a little more than half a zhang long, but the giant sword behind this dead man is three zhang long!

Ling Xiaoye gasped, but he didn't forget to shoot out a few sword qi, these sword qi came out with an angry whisper, and hit this dry corpse in a moment.

The sword qi only hit the dried corpse, and there was no wound at all! Moreover, this dried corpse had not yet cast the protective spells of the shield!

Ling Xiaoye was out of choice all of a sudden, and he couldn't think of any way to defeat this dry corpse for the time being.

The huge corpse took a step and shook the road below, like a small earthquake in some place, and the houses shook, and the trees shook violently, scattering the fallen leaves all over the ground.

However, this dry corpse only walked around for a while, and did not attack, but said: "Ridiculous outsider, breaking into here is a dead end!"

"Become a dead soldier like me, or will you be crushed by me?

The voice sounded like an echo wafting through the valley, eerie and elongated. And there is an unquestionable majesty in these words.

But Ling Xiaoye just smiled slightly and said, "I think there is a third option, and that is to beat you to pieces!"

"Presumptuous, this empty city I guard, for hundreds of years, people have occasionally broken in, but without exception they are all defeated by my men, do you think you have the ability to break me to pieces?"

This voice doesn't sound like much emotion, but it still makes people a little inexplicably scared.

Ling Xiaoye's smile remained unchanged, and said, "I didn't have it before, but now I have to have it, because there are still many things to do in the future, and it won't be planted in your hands!"