readx;?“ Oh, you're jumping like this, does your young master know?"

Ling Xiaoye said to the foreign martial artist with a smile, while increasing the strength of his fingers, and pinched the young master to the length of his mouth, and inhaled hard. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The congenital four realms can be regarded as the process of refining the body and cultivating the body, if you have not practiced the practice of holding your breath, many people are choked by the neck, which is also quite uncomfortable.

Moreover, the martial artist of the Innate Four Realms, the refining level of the neck is not too high, the external force is easy to crush, and the meridians above are easy to be interrupted - if this is done, ninety percent of that martial artist will die.

However, what surprised Ling Xiaoye was that these subordinates, each of whom seemed to be hopelessly stupid, actually turned a blind eye to this pinched young master, and just wanted to shout and intimidate Ling Xiaoye.

"Bold, dare to speak like this to the Lan family of our Wuxing Continent!"

"Tell you to let go, you're deaf!"

"You kid, you don't know how to lift, hurry up and get over here!"

"Let our young master go, we can consider giving you a way out!"

“......”

These people actually embarrassed Ling Xiaoye, making him pinch whether this young master was yes or no, and he fell into a little entangled.

There was no way, Ling Xiaoye secretly used his mana true yuan, and suddenly used another dragon chanting fist, knocking those noisy early stage martial artists of the Illusory God Realm away again.

Then several other martial artists shouted, Ling Xiaoye couldn't help but come again, and also made a heavy hand, beating these martial artists of the Illusory God Realm to pieces, and they fell to the ground.

If it weren't for the fact that it was night, and the corners here were relatively secluded, not many people would have seen the ugliness of these people.

However, Su Mengyu, who was peeking on the side, thought it was good, and continued to steal the fun, anyway, no matter how you look at it, it's all a play.

Ling Xiaoye's divine thoughts sensed that Su Mengyu was still smiling!

He couldn't help but smile bitterly, he wanted to make a quick decision, but he didn't expect that these people really didn't care about the young master's life and death, and had to use a shouting method to ignore the fact that their young master was pinched.

This really opened Ling Xiaoye's eyes, he didn't expect that these martial artists from the foreign continent could put the cart before the horse, regardless of the safety of their master, but they had to take a breath.

There is really nothing to say about people who have achieved this kind of state.

Ling Xiaoye swept this young master of the Lan family clean up with three strokes and five divided by two, and then slapped this person in the chest with one palm, and beat this young master to the point of foaming at the mouth and unconscious.

Ling threw this person under the carriage, then used a shrinking technique, put away the simple carriage, and then walked to the side of those martial artists of the Falling Moon Continent, and said to these martial artists who were already paralyzed to the ground with fright:

"Get up, get away from this city, away from these foreign warriors!"

Those warriors with blank faces, when they heard this, they suddenly came to their senses and found that they had been rescued by a young man, so they stood up in disbelief, said a few thanks to Ling Xiaoye, and then left.

After these people left, Ling Xiaoye walked back to the corner and said to Su Mengyu, "Let's go, let's go back!"

"Yo, the harvest is not small!" Su Mengyu suddenly laughed in a low voice and said.

"Hey, hey, it's just easy, don't be surprised!"

When Ling Xiaoye heard Su Mengyu's words, he was actually a little unnatural, after all, in front of a girl, his almost shameless behavior was unobstructed. This is tantamount to the feeling of a person, stripped of his essence, for others to see.

Of course, he didn't strip naked, but Su Mengyu's eyes seemed to say: I have seen through you a long time ago.

There was no way, Ling Xiaoye had no choice but to take care of himself.

When Su Mengyu saw Ling Xiaoye leaving, she had no choice but to put away her smile and leave here with Ling Xiaoye.

In order to deal with the possible retaliation, Ling Xiaoye immediately used the disguise technique, turned into a young man who did not slip into the autumn, put on a torn coat, and swayed around a few street corners before walking back to the restaurant where the disciple was staying.

Seeing Ling Xiaoye so cautious, Su Mengyu couldn't help but secretly speak: It turns out that this kid is quite scheming.

Although she didn't really let Ling Xiaoye try to use the power of the Stone of Apocalypse to find the Floating Holy Island, she was still somewhat satisfied when she saw Ling Xiaoye make a move.

Ling Xiaoye was different, when he returned to the restaurant, he immediately transmitted the sound to Agula and Gao Changfeng in the room, asking them to supervise him, and now he was going to meditate, continue to use the divine thoughts with Dao meaning, and enter the body to impact those countless sealing law lines.

One night passed, and early the next morning, Ling Xiaoye arranged for Guo Mingxin to buy some dry food and bring back some more water.

Half an hour, Guo Mingxin came back, he handed over all these things to Ling Xiaoye, and Ling Xiaoye also put the things into the Qiankun bag, and then called Su Mengyu and Zhuang Meng, and took the disciples out of this Beiyuan City.

In a hurry to leave here, Ling Xiaoye naturally had a plan, first, to go to the North Pine Snow Field as soon as possible, and secondly, to avoid the possible pursuit of those foreign martial artists.

They quickly left the city, and when they reached the back of the secluded small stone mountain, the old cow turned into a big cow, carrying the disciples, followed Ling Xiaoye, flew into the sky, and headed in the direction of the North Pine Snow Field.

According to Gao Changfeng's statement, looking at the northwest direction of Beiyuan City, and flying for half a day, you will arrive at the North Song Snow Field.

At this time, they flew over the snow-capped mountains, and the world was almost white. Although it is daytime, the goose feathers and snow are all covering the sky, and the breath that makes people exhale is white.

However, these are not problems, for martial artists, as long as they slightly let the mana true yuan flow in the meridians, wearing thin clothes, they are not afraid of such cold weather.

Ling Xiaoye and his party spent half a day finally crossing the highest mountain here, and when they reached the back of this snow peak, the front suddenly opened up, turning into a white flat land, like a huge white paper, spread on this land.

"It's finally here!"

Ling Xiaoye didn't have any mood swings, just said lightly.

But the disciples were not like this, they cheered and jumped on the back of the old cow, giving people the illusion of looking for the floating holy island, and even the old cow also mooed a few times, and the scene was a little lively.

"Don't be in a hurry to be happy!"

Ling Xiaoye poured cold water on his disciples, extinguishing a lot of this lively scene.

"Master, what are we going to do next? Wait here?"

"Or let's go find the gathering place of the warrior monks, maybe they have a clue!"

......

The disciples actually gave Ling Xiaoye advice, but only Su Mengyu and Zhuang Meng looked at each other and laughed awkwardly.

Ling Xiaoye also ignored it, he looked ahead and said to Su Mengyu, "Do you think this method of yours will work?"

"You won't know until you try!"

Su Mengyu was also a little unsure, so she had to answer like this.

"Alright, let's get started!"

Ling Xiaoye knew that this method might not be useful, but if he didn't use it, he didn't know if it would work.

Therefore, according to the spell taught by Su Mengyu, Ling Xiaoye began to communicate with the fragments of the Apocalyptic Stone in his body.

Since the law lines of the seal had been lifted somewhat, it was easier for Ling Xiaoye to channel the power of the Enlightenment Stone at this time.

In the past, only when it was critical, the fragments of the Stone of Apocalypse would automatically appear, and later Ling Xiaoye would occasionally be able to guide them, but now, ten times of guidance, at least three or four times they were successful, allowing his body to flash a trace of golden light from time to time, and his pupils were still a little golden.

Of course, Ling Xiaoye was not so stupid to stay in the air and not move, he was not slow, he flew at a very steady speed, casting the small spell that Su Mengyu taught him, searching for what might be a treasure or a holy island.

He had been flying with these people for an afternoon, and he could basically say that he found nothing except for finding two warrior graves hidden by deep snow.

Time waits for no one, and in the evening, when night falls, Ling Xiaoye asked his disciples to follow Zhuang Meng and Lao Niu and stay in one place to rest. He himself slowly flew in a circular trajectory along the place where his disciples were a few miles away, exploring.

That day, in the dream or fantasy realm, Ling Xiaoye met the back of the woman and told him to continue collecting the fragments of the Stone of Apocalypse, so that he could know the secret of the first fragment of the Stone of Apocalypse, which might include his background.

Therefore, Ling Xiaoye had to do this at this time, the sooner he found the Floating Holy Island, the more likely he would be to find the fragment of the Stone of the Apocalypse.

He flew for an hour, and the range became larger and larger, but there was one thing that Ling Xiaoye minded very much - from time to time, there were martial monks here in twos and threes, and it seemed that they were also looking around for the Floating Holy Island.

There were too many people, so it was not good for Ling Xiaoye to cast spells so blatantly, let alone guide the power of the fragments of the Stone of Revelation all the time.

After all, this is the place where the floating holy island appears, and it must have attracted the attention of many martial arts monks, including some old monsters, or peerless geniuses and the like.

If these people don't look for the floating holy island, but find their own trouble, then it will be really troublesome.

Ling Xiaoye was confident that he could escape from the hands of the Spirit Realm, but it was not necessarily possible for his disciples, and in the end, Ling Xiaoye could only go back and find his disciples.

Just as he was still two miles away from where his disciples were, his divine thoughts sensed the fluctuations caused by the battle.

This was not very clear, but Ling Xiaoye suddenly felt that the number of those breaths was two people against seven or eight people.

There must be something wrong with such an anomaly!

Ling Xiaoye said secretly in his heart, and quickly sped up his speed and rushed to that place.

With a distance of one mile, Ling Xiaoye only needed to cast the Phantom Feather Divine Movement about ten times before he approached the place where the disciples were resting.

He didn't show up right away, but hid his figure, condensed his energy, and secretly approached that place, and saw an unfavorable situation!