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Although Ling Xiaoye rested in the secret passage for a while, he still couldn't restore his spirit to a complete state.

The trip had served its purpose, and he was now eager to get a good night's sleep.

After flying for a while, Ling Xiaoye returned to the sky above the basin, and it was the snow-capped ice and snow again.

The vast sky is connected to the white earth, making it impossible to tell where the boundary is.

Ling Xiaoye flew to the agreed location, but he didn't see the flying treasure.

There was no way, Ling Xiaoye directly released his divine thoughts, centered on himself, and swept three or four miles away, wanting to sense the breath of Su Mengyu and Shen Yingying.

I tried a few times in a row, but nothing came of it.

Ling just continued to fly and probed Su Mengyu's breath.

He deliberately flew slower, just because he was afraid that Shennian would miss them.

But after flying for more than half an hour, there was no breath of them.

Ling Xiaoye was a little anxious, he was worried about the safety of these two girls.

Although he was accompanied by the Purple Cloud Marten and the Stone Man, Ling Xiaoye was still not at ease, after all, Su Mengyu had lost his memory and his level had dropped significantly, and Shen Yingying's cultivation was not very high.

Even if there are powerful ancient descendants such as the Stone People, they are afraid of encountering groups of warriors who swarm them. As long as one or two enemies are missed, then Su Mengyu and the others will be really dangerous.

The more Ling Xiaoye thought about it, the more wrong it became, so he had to speed up, and he didn't care about the tiredness of the sea and released a large number of divine thoughts.

The time for a cup of tea passed in a flash.

Fortunately, at this time, Ling Xiaoye finally sensed that in the northwest direction, there was the aura of a large group of martial artists.

Although he wasn't sure that there were Su Mengyu and the others in these aura, his intuition told him that in this North Pine Snow Plain, there were so many martial artists gathered together, and usually nothing good happened.

Ling Xiaoye took out some Hui Qi Pill and took it. He took out another handful of spirit stones, pinched them in his hand, and began to absorb the spiritual power in them.

Just after taking it for a moment and refining some aura, Ling Xiaoye didn't care so much, and directly cast the illusion body to act, wanting a dozen teleportations, and immediately rushed to the place where it could.

After more than a dozen breaths, Ling Xiaoye's figure appeared where he wanted to go.

After more than a dozen teleportations in a row, Ling Xiaoye's body felt even more uncomfortable, but for the sake of Su Mengyu and Shen Yingying, he didn't have time to think too much.

He took out another bottle of Huiqi Pill, poured it into his mouth, and swallowed it directly without chewing. Then he took out the spirit stone again and continued to refine the spiritual energy.

Of course, Ling Xiaoye also began to breathe out ten thousand small veins at the same time, and it didn't take long for him to feel that the mana in the dantian was abundant.

Lifting his spirit, Ling Xiaoye flew towards the crowded place.

Before Ling Xiaoye could get closer, he was in the distance, and he felt a chilling aura from a distance, rushing towards him.

Call......

It was an indescribable aura, like a huge knife, slashing people in two.

is so irritable that it breaks people's wills.

Ling Xiaoye was slightly shocked at this time, not because of the strength of this breath, but because there was actually a trace of resonance in his body!

This kind of resonance made Ling Xiaoye's sea of knowledge buzz, and it would also explode with this breath.

Ling Xiaoye hurriedly calmed his mind and did not let himself be affected by the irritable aura.

Continuing to move forward, Ling Xiaoye was afraid that because of the resonance of his sea of consciousness and that breath, he simply did not release his divine thoughts, but relied on flying, approaching those martial artists, and then seeing what the situation was.

After more than a dozen breaths, a small black dot appeared in front of Ling Xiaoye's eyes, which was a group of martial artists, floating in the air.

As the distance continued to close, Ling Xiaoye could sense that the aura exuded by these martial artists was similar to that exuded by the lackeys of the Broken Yue Sect!

"Oh no! Outside this stronghold, there are so many lackeys who go out to arrest people!"

Ling Xiaoye secretly screamed badly, and then directly took out his dual swords and entered the state of battle.

When Ling Xiaoye approached this group of martial artists, who were about thirty zhang, he really saw clearly what was going on in front of him.

It turned out that a big snow-white bird was constantly attacking a flying treasure! And those lackeys of the Broken Yue Sect numbered at least five or six hundred people, and their cultivation was uneven, but if they attacked together at the same time, their power should not be underestimated.

Ling Xiaoye fixed his eyes and saw that the flying treasure was the flying treasure ship that he had snatched from Luo Xing.

This means that there must be Su Mengyu and Shen Yingying on it.

Ling Xiaoye didn't care so much at this time, he let out a long roar, his body was like an arrow, and he flew into the lackeys of the Broken Yue Gate.

Two big swords, one is light and agile, slashing out five or six swords in an instant, and the other is slightly clumsy, but every swing can stir up the air around the body and roll up gusts of wind!

After the martial arts attack, Ling Xiaoye also casually condensed a rain of flying knives, and there were a large number of sharp phantoms.

Sometimes he played spells, sometimes he slashed at close range, and in less than ten breaths, he killed dozens of lackeys of the Broken Yue Gate.

For Ling Xiaoye, who suddenly appeared, those lackeys of the Broken Yue Sect, they didn't notice it at first, but as Ling Xiaoye killed them, they loved to realize that there was an enemy coming:

"Attention! Someone has broken into our ranks!"

"Hold him up......!"

"Kill this man!"

"Dare to hurt me and break the Yuemen, boy, you are tired of living!"

After discovering Ling Xiaoye, a group of Broken Yue Sect disciples began to scold, and then attacked together.

Ling Xiaoye had been one-to-many in the beast group, and he had also been in the demon beast army, and of course, he had single-handedly taken on dozens of Destiny Wheel Realm martial artists.

The enemies in front of him now were no less than a few hundred people, but he was just as fearless.

This is not only full of confidence in yourself, but also strong without fear of opponents.

These Broken Yue Sect warriors who came back to their senses began to surround them at this time, and their movements were swift, and in just a dozen breaths, a complete encirclement had already been formed.

Although these people surrounded Ling Xiaoye, Ling's speed not only did not slow down, but was faster.

I saw Ling Xiaoye's figure, like a bolt of lightning, and under one impact, more than a dozen people were swept away.

"Hurry up, cast a magic circle together, and trap this person, or he will cause more damage!"

Someone began to say loudly, and he could see that Ling Xiaoye's speed was not ordinarily fast, and the lethality was not ordinarily small.

It's a pity that it's all late.