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It's a feeling similar to a feather brushing your skin, gentle and even a little itchy. Of course, this is a kind of embarrassment of being looked naked.

The mind was swept away, and it didn't take long, and then Ling Xiaoye's body was light, and he was thrown to a ground with hay.

"Look at the three of you, what kind of goods are caught, they are not suitable for containers at all, reciting Elder Hua's order this time, catch more people to win by quantity, otherwise on weekdays, you don't want to receive a penny!"

This voice was obviously not the one that had just spoken to the fat man, and it was probably popped up from somewhere.

The fat man can only answer in a low voice now: "Ladies and gentlemen, the little one knows that he is wrong, next time he must catch someone with outstanding qualifications!"

"Take your money and!"

The voice said angrily.

Another voice then rang out: "Time is running out, don't fool us with such inferior goods!

"Ahh

The fat man's voice rang out.

After a few moments, there was a sound of footsteps, moving farther and farther away.

Ling Xiaoye estimated that the fat man and the two middle-aged people had gone away, and those disciples of the Broken Yue Sect who were so lame should also go away. Now this place was quiet, and when Ling Xiaoye sensed it, he found that there was no breath of martial artists walking around.

Ling Xiaoye, who was accustomed to being cautious, opened his eyes slightly and found that he had come to a dimly lit dungeon.

The dungeon is relatively spacious, ten zhang long and four or five zhang wide, but the height of the dungeon is only a little higher than half a zhang.

If a tall man walks in, he has to bend down.

But in reality, there is no need for this here, because in the hay-covered dungeon, there are neatly lined up with slumbering warriors.

After careful observation, these warriors, each with their eyes closed, breathing slowly, if they didn't pay attention, they really thought that these people were dead.

The martial artists who fell asleep, Ling Xiaoye didn't know, but judging from the clothes of several of them, he could see that it was the dress style of the Yuanjing City Sect, presumably some unlucky sect disciples who came out to explore the Floating Holy Island, but were caught by the Broken Yue Sect.

After observing these people, Ling Xiaoye began to release his divine thoughts again, sensing what kind of situation this place was like.

The divine thoughts he controlled were like a wisp of mountain fog in the early morning, ethereal and looming.

The speed of the divine mind is not very fast, after all, you can't make a big noise.

After a cup of tea, Shen Nian avoided some of the martial artists of the Broken Yue Sect and probed some of the conditions in this place:

It is similar to the dungeon where Ling Xiaoye is, and there should be no less than twenty similar dungeons.

The boxy dungeon, except for one of which is a staggered iron cage made of hard quenched iron, the others are hard steel flint walls.

Every other zhang there was another new dungeon, and the structure was exactly the same as the dungeon where Ling Xiaoye was.

This kind of dungeon can be described as an iron wall, if the master of the Illusory God Realm is locked up, if there is no high-level weapon to cut off these quenching spirit iron, it is estimated that it will take several months, and then this steel fire stone can be chiseled through, and finally escape.

"It seems that these Broken Yue Sects have really built such a strong stronghold with blood!"

Ling Xiaoye sighed in a low voice, if he had rushed in directly, then the possible consequence would be that he would be led here, and then trapped, and then consume his physical strength alive, and finally be captured.

But now that he's inside, it's time to implement his plan.

If he was alone, he might not be able to do much, but if he woke up all these captured warriors, then he could do a lot of things.

It's just that now Ling Xiaoye doesn't know whether these people are in a coma because of what poison they have eaten, and he doesn't know if they are sealed because their divine thoughts are sealed.

But there's no need to know about that, as long as the guards know.

Ling stood up, walked lightly behind a quenching spirit iron door, and carried the true yuan stored in the veins and eyes in his body, wanting to shake this iron door open.

Because he didn't dare to make too much noise, Ling Xiaoye's true essence was not very much.

The result was only a popping sound, and the iron door did not move.

Ling Xiaoye withdrew his hand and found that he was hitting the thickest place of this iron gate, and his strength was not too great, no wonder he couldn't shake it open.

After a closer look, Ling Xiaoye decided not to hit the iron door, but pulled the chained iron chain over and found the smallest of them.

Although this iron chain is also made of quenching spirit iron, but because the chain is only as thick as two thumbs, with the strength of Ling Xiaoye's body now, plus so many veins and eyes, it should be feasible to break it open.

Subsequently, Ling Xiaoye used the mana true element, and with the strength of his two hands, he really pulled a gap in this palm-sized chain.

In the end, on this day, the Quenching Spirit Essence Iron was opened by Ling Xiaoye, completely bypassing the big lock.

Pushing the iron door open, Ling Xiaoye suddenly disappeared into the darkness, and he began to walk towards the next cage.

After the three dungeons, there was a light, the glow of a torch.

It just so happened that under this torch, there was a stone table, and there were two warriors sitting next to the stone table.

The two warriors were wearing gray practice uniforms, dirty. One of them was lying directly on the table, and the other was holding his cheek with one hand and snoring slightly.

On the stone table, there were several small wine jars that were discarded at random, and two pots of vegetables that were eaten so that only bones remained.

"Being a guard here, you two are very comfortable!"

Ling Xiaoye sneered, then sneaked over, came behind the two Wheel of Life Realm martial artists, and first knocked the snoring martial artist away with a single punch.

Then he pinched the creature sleeping on his stomach with one hand, like lifting a duck.

This warrior, who was still drunk, was mentioned in a daze, but he didn't resist, but said, "Lord Deacon, we, we, I just drank some wine!"

"Oh, you're honest!"

Ling Xiaoye smiled, and then slapped the person directly against the wall.

Burst!

This drunken martial artist was slapped on the wall by Ling Xiaoye, and immediately reacted: "Who are you special......?"

Before the word could be spoken, Ling Xiaoye directly pinched his mouth, unable to make a sound.