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It was not uncommon for Ling Xiaoye to think that these people should also be here to wait for the appearance of the Floating Holy Island.

He helped pay the entrance fee to the city, and the group walked into the city like this, and found a restaurant near the city gate.

After settling these disciples, Ling Xiaoye asked them to stay first, Zhuang Meng helped take care of it, and he himself and Su Mengyu went outside to see if there was any information to collect.

In fact, this is what Su Mengyu wants to try, how Ling Xiaoye's ability to sense treasures and the like, she taught Ling Xiaoye a small spell - treasure hunting spirit technique.

This kind of small spell is generally of a supporting nature and will not cause harm to people, so it is quite easy to cultivate. Ling Xiaoye only used half an hour to silently recite this mental method and mantra, and as a result, he was able to perform it normally after trying it.

Under the guidance of the Treasure Hunting Spiritual Technique, Ling Xiaoye's divine thoughts kept being released, searching for things under the ground or in the void.

What he was looking for was something that Su Mengyu was hiding in a corner.

Ling Ke didn't care about casting all the spells in front of the public, even if it was dark night, he couldn't blatantly sweep around with divine thoughts like this.

After a few breathing intervals, Ling Xiaoye found what Su Mengyu had buried in the corner, he took it out and showed it to Su Mengyu, and Su Mengyu said it was okay.

So the two of them stopped this game of hiding and looking for me, and began to find some people to ask about the situation.

As a result, the residents of this Beiyuan City all said that in the past half a month, the originally deserted streets here have suddenly come here with a lot of strangers, and they have become lively.

Local residents also said that this place was originally a small city in the middle of the barrenland, and almost no people came. Now all of a sudden, the city is full, and they're not used to it.

It is said that this is because of the possibility of an island, so these warrior monks came here early, eating, drinking and having fun while waiting for the opening of this island.

Hearing this, Ling Xiaoye and Su Mengyu couldn't help but smile, it turned out that this so-called big secret was just something that everyone knew.

But Ling Xiaoye didn't say anything, but said: "Miss Su, it's night now, let's go back to the restaurant early, it is estimated that at this time, there is no information to collect." ”

"That's fine!"

With that, the two began to stroll back to the restaurant.

Just as they came to a corner, they suddenly heard a cacophony of voices, as if someone was scolding.

Ling Xiaoye originally didn't want to pay attention to it, but Su Mengyu said, "Let's see the excitement!"

"Let's go, this kind of thing, what's so beautiful!"

Ling Xiaoye persuaded.

However, Su Mengyu was unmoved, but clinged to the corner of the wall, listening to these noisy sounds.

"Your little Falling Moon Continent, with eyes and no beads, just collided with our young master, do you know what our young master's identity is!"

The person who spoke, dressed in the same way as the warrior monks of the Falling Moon Continent, and even ordinary civilians, are not very similar, so to speak, quite alternative:

They walked around, wearing a dress similar to a cotton jacket, with long hair, and a disdainful expression, which made Ling Xiaoye feel that these people were very awkward!

These sneered and surrounded the warriors of the Falling Moon Continent.

Ling Xiaoye took a look at it and couldn't figure out what sect they were, after all, he had very little time to come to Yuanjing City, so how could he have the kung fu to understand the sect of Yuanjing.

These warriors of the Falling Moon Continent were surrounded by groups, and they didn't dare to come out, so they could only endure it silently.

Those strange-shaped foreign warriors said with a sharp voice at this moment: "You people, it's really not a pity to die. But the young master has an order, let you cut off your tongues by yourself, and then kowtow eighteen times, then you will not die!"

Under the coercion of the four or five Illusory God Realm martial artists in the outer continents, I saw those martial artists who were surrounded by them, all of whom did not dare to come out, looking like pus.

As soon as Su Mengyu saw these people cowardly, she couldn't help covering her mouth and snickering, Ling Xiaoye was on the side, and she didn't want to look at it.

As the saying goes, there is no love for no reason, and there is no hate for no reason. To put it bluntly, as soon as Ling Xiaoye heard the conversation, he knew that eighty percent of these martial artists from the Falling Moon Continent were disrespectful and provoked others.

But he can't say for sure whether these foreign mainland warriors are bullying the weak.

In short, he didn't have much interest in these quarrels, he patted Su Mengyu on the shoulder, made a look, and told Su Mengyu to leave, don't look at the excitement.

But Su Mengyu didn't leave, which made Ling Xiaoye a little puzzled, what is there to look at, it is better to go to someone and ask, if there is any information, it would be better.

At this time, those martial artists of the Falling Moon Continent who were surrounded by a few shouts, after being shouted a few times, hurriedly knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, and suddenly the begging continued, making Ling Xiaoye unable to listen to it.

It's not that he wants to come out, but he thinks that letting Su Mengyu watch the play here is a bit too much, and it's better to go back and meditate and lift the seal.

So Ling Xiaoye walked out, and Su Mengyu was behind, snickering again, she knew that Ling Xiaoye was going to make a move, and these people were going to suffer.

However, as soon as Ling Xiaoye walked three feet away from these people, he attracted the attention of those martial artists in strange clothes from the outer continent.

When they saw Ling Xiaoye alone, they walked expressionlessly, as if they were vigilant, and then they sensed Ling Xiaoye's fourfold cultivation of the Life Wheel Realm, and they all relaxed, and then laughed:

"Haha, in this Falling Moon Continent, the martial artists are all like waste wood, and most of the people who appear are cultivators of the Wheel of Life Realm. The martial arts and monk sects of this continent are really sparse. ”

"That's not, just now those martial artists in the late stage of the Destiny Wheel Realm have already had some people trembling to pee their pants, hahaha!"

"If you don't come early, if you don't come late, brothers, throw this person into those people, and then the young master will slap them one by one!"

"Hehe, the martial artist of this continent, I can't bear to do it!"

“......”

Ling Xiaoye walked slowly in the midst of these discussions that he didn't know whether to laugh at himself or others, with a blank expression.

The so-called young master, wearing sleeveless cotton, fancy rainbows are not as colorful as they are, this person is still sitting on top of a crude carriage, looking at Ling Xiaoye who is walking with disdain.

"Come on, break the leg of the scrap warrior who passed by, and throw him in the corner to be the companion of wild dogs and wild cats!"

This person's voice was extremely sharp, but it made those of his subordinates all smile and prepare to attack Ling Xiaoye.

"Don't rob it, this kind of waste cultivator, let me come!"

After all, a man who was so thin that he was only skinny and skinny, with a wicked smile on his face and a mouthful of yellow teeth exposed, was very scary.

It's a pity that the opponent is not an ordinary person, but Ling Xiaoye.

At this time, he had already approached, and he didn't even use the Phantom Feather Divine Movement, a dragon chanting fist, and suddenly unfolded. The big fist condensed by Zhenyuan, with a whirring fist wind, swept violently, and the winds rolled up could make Su Mengyu in the corner of the wall in the distance unable to open his eyes.

The sudden attack made these foreign martial artists of the Illusory God Realm have no time to defend for a while, and some martial artists were beaten sideways by Ling Xiaoye's fist without even opening their protective shields.

The shields cast by some foreign warriors in an instant were also unable to resist the attack of this punch, and many people were blown away.

The young master who was sitting in the carriage jumped up in shock when he saw his men being beaten.

This man immediately pulled out a soft whip with one hand, which was a foot long, and he also threw it out with his head and face, and shouted:

"Whip into the long river and cut off the flow!"

The whip shadow is immediately like a group of alarmed bats, and the black pressure punches out a lot of phantoms, making it impossible to tell which phantom is the body of the whip.

The range of the whip shadow is very large, with this person as the center, and a three-zhang long semicircle in front of it is under its attack.

This man also laughed wildly while attacking: "Little worm, dare to be an elephant in front of my uncle! Wound a few of my subordinates, I will exchange your life!"

"Hahaha, die, die, die......"

Ling Xiaoye was not in a hurry, and took up the White Dragon Talisman, and the pale white True Yuan shields instantly protected his body, and they flowed quickly.

Then he made his way through the apparitions, the shield whipped from time to time, but it was quick to reach the man's side.

This person was even more surprised, he really didn't expect that there was actually a martial artist in the Wheel of Life Realm who could be safe and sound under his rather powerful move!

"You, you, you......"

Before this person could finish speaking, Ling Xiaoye pinched his neck with one hand and pinched it violently, and the whip shadow immediately dissipated.

Ling Xiaoye smiled at this time, and said to this so-called young master: "You people, you are really boring!"

"Who the hell are you?"

This young master was pinched by Ling Xiaoye, so that the chiefs who had not been hurt by anything began to adjust their state, surrounded Ling Xiaoye and this young master, and shouted loudly: "Let go quickly, otherwise we will be welcome!"

"You don't want to live anymore, you dare to touch our young master!"

"Do you know what our young master is from!"

"That's it, let go, or we'll let you know what it means to regret not in the first place!"

“......”

His young master was pinched, and his subordinates dared to shout like this, Ling Xiaoye couldn't help but have a new understanding of the arrogance of these people.

A dog slave is a dog slave, and he has to pit his master at all times.

Thinking of this, Ling Xiaoye smiled and pinched hard, causing this young master to suddenly turn purple with blood on his face, making this person roll his eyes vigorously.

Only then did he smile and say, "I don't want your young master to die, so I will let those martial artists go immediately, and swear that I can't mess around here!"

"Why should I listen to you?"

There was an alien warrior, obviously not convinced, he took two steps and shouted.