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Seeing the peak that went straight into the sky, the smile on Ling Xiaoye's face became even stronger: "Finally back." ”

However, his divine mind sensed a different aura, which instantly made his face become solemn.

Su Mengyu and the others also noticed Ling Xiaoye's changes and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Something is wrong, I feel the breath of Qinglanmen, it is much less than before!"

"No, it won't!"

The rest were a little surprised.

"Yingying, you control the treasure ship, I'll take the first step!"

Ling Xiaoye didn't care so much, he directly took off into the air and flew quickly.

He can be said to have used his mana true element with all his strength, increasing his flying speed to the extreme.

This speed is actually faster than the flying treasure ship that is moving forward quickly. In the blink of an eye, Ling Xiaoye's figure disappeared from Su Mengyu's eyes.

"What a speed!"

Tang Yuan was surprised.

"Fortunately, his strength should be more than that. ”

Su Mengyu said leisurely.

At the same time, Ling Xiaoye only used a few dozen breaths to fly a distance of three or four miles, during which he also performed a phantom body walk.

His figure flashed to the halfway point of the peak, that is, above the location of the Qinglan Gate.

In front of him, Qinglanmen, which was originally quiet and peaceful, and the scenery was quite beautiful, had become a mess and ruined at this time.

"Who did this?"

Ling Xiaoye almost gritted his teeth and said this.

Anger rose in his heart.

Suppressing his anger, Ling Xiaoye landed on the martial arts arena built behind the Qinglan Gate, and he cast another illusion and came to the alchemy room.

The house of the alchemy room has now been razed to the ground, and the fragments of herbs on the ground are mixed with all kinds of miscellaneous stones and tiles.

Ling Xiaoye's eyes seemed to be about to erupt into fire at this moment, and he stared straight at this place, silent.

He looked at the refining room in the distance again, and the situation there was not much better.

"Disciples of Qinglanmen, where are you?"

Ling Xiaoye held a breath in his chest, so the sound of his shouting resounded in the sky.

This voice echoed in the mountainside for a long time.

After a moment, he felt the ground tremble, and the next moment, a familiar figure emerged from the ground.

"Old Jia!"

Ling Xiaoye said loudly.

"New master!"

The Pangolin Demon King, after seeing Ling Xiaoye, couldn't help but shout loudly.

"What's going on?"

Ling Xiaoye's voice couldn't hide his anger anymore.

"Ah, two days ago, there was a group of people, probably some warriors in Yuanjing City, there were as many as five hundred. They rushed to the sect together, wanting to settle accounts with you!"

The scales on Lao Jia's body now fell down as he spoke, looking miserable.

Ling Xiaoye frowned, forcibly suppressed his anger, and asked again, "What happened later?"

Later, a few elders reasoned with them, but after a few conversations, these people tore their faces and began to move. ”

After a pause and a few coughs, Lao Jia continued:

"There are a lot of them, almost thirty or forty masters of the Illusory God Realm, and on our side, there are only three elders, four elders, and Zhuang Meng, plus me and Lao Niu, two demon kings, so when you see my appearance, you know how tragic it was at that time. ”

"What about the other disciples? Xiao Ling'er, and Guo Mingxin and Li Jiwei?"

"Ahh ”

Bang!

Ling Xiaoye's anger finally couldn't be suppressed, and he unleashed a blow of the Dragon Yin Fist, smashing the ground nearby into a big hole.

At this time, a flying treasure ship also stopped in mid-air, and then three women fell from the sky.

Lao Jia sensed its breath and immediately drilled down in panic.

"Don't be afraid, they're my friends!"

Ling Xiaoye said coldly.

Su Mengyu and the others obviously saw the mess here, so they asked in mid-air, "What's wrong?"

"Someone smashed the Qinglan Gate. ”

"Who is it?"

"I don't know very well, they claim to be several big families in Yuanjing City. ”

"No matter which one they are, if they dare to touch Qinglanmen, they will pay the price of blood!"

Ling Xiaoye frowned and said coldly.

Even if he had just punched and vented his anger, it didn't make Ling Xiaoye feel better.

He was now thinking about who he had offended in Yuanjing City during the time he had been in Qinglanmen.

The number of times he went to Yuanjing City was no more than ten times, but in the area near Qinglan Gate, he also offended many people.

When all the memories were evoked, Ling Xiaoye finally identified several families, one was the Han family, the other was the Wen family, and there were a few small sects.

Yuanjing City is very large, but it should be simple to find these people.

After all, more than 500 people went to Qinglanmen to make trouble together, and they arrested so many people, they would definitely not be able to leak a drop of water.

Ling Xiaoye calmed down slightly, and he said to Su Mengyu and the others:

"You three, stay behind first, and take care of the wounded together with Lao Jia. ”

"What about you?"

Shen Yingying asked.

"I'll just handle it alone. By the way, Lao Jia, now Qinglanmen, how many people have dodged this attack?"

"The new master, more than 300 people up and down the Qinglan Gate, almost all of them have been arrested, and even the things in the warehouse have been looted!"

"How many people are left, now?"

Ling Xiaoye shouted loudly.

This is a situation that Su Mengyu, as well as Shen Yingying and others have never seen. When they saw Ling Xiaoye in the past, they always had a cynical attitude, smiling, and their mouths were sweet.

But now, Ling Xiaoye's angry appearance of yelling and yelling is indeed rare.

Although Lao Jia is a demon beast, there is still a trace of grievance on his strange face:

"The third elder and the fourth elder were seriously injured, and Zhuang Meng and Lao Niu were also defeated by everyone and were taken away. Even those disciples who were cultivating nearby were caught by those people. The entire Qinglan Sect, that is, I, the injured demon king, are left!"

“......”

"Ahh

"Isn't it!"

At this time, even Tang Yuan, who had never been to Qinglan Gate, frowned and said, "How can this be?"

Ling Xiaoye lowered his voice a little more, and continued to ask, "Okay, these five hundred people, I will abolish them with my own hands!"

"But, new masters, they have many masters! Don't be impulsive!"

"What else can I do? Everyone else is pooping on my head, do I still have to wipe his ass?"

Ling Xiaoye's anger came out again.

"Do you want me to go back to Master Ruochen and find some help?"

Lao Jia asked in a low voice.

"No need! I can bring everyone back alone, and unscathed. ”