The Illusory God Realm martial artist led by him motioned to the others to go back first to report the news, and this kid would be dealt with by him.

The man was stout, with eyes like bells, arms crossed over his chest, and a sneer:

"Hey, boy, you call us dogs for no reason, have you ever wondered what will happen to you, will you be like a dog?"

Hearing this strong man's answer, Ling Xiaoye had a plan in his heart, and he sneered and said:

"You're a very arrogant dog!"

"Presumptuous!"

The strong man of the Illusory God Realm's face changed, and he began to roar angrily: "I castrated you today, take that thing and chop it up in front of you, and then take it to feed the dogs!"

As he spoke, the strong man coldly unleashed a true vitality, and with a sudden, this attack hit Ling Xiaoye.

However, Ling Xiaoye didn't feel anything, this attack didn't work at all. He didn't even have the strange feeling of tickling, which allowed Ling Xiaoye to confirm that the hardness of his body now was no longer the same as it was in the Life Wheel Realm.

At this time, when the strong man saw his True Yuan attack, it didn't have any effect, his face turned pale, but his heart was already filled with a strong sense of fear:

"You...... You...... You're able to take my attack hard?"

"Hehe, you think it's incredible, right?"

Ling Xiaoye laughed and continued: "There are even more terrifying things to come, you lackeys of the Broken Yue Sect, all go to death!"

As soon as the words fell, Ling Xiaoye's right eye opened, and a colorful light immediately flickered, illuminating the sky.

The nearby warriors of the Broken Yue Sect who were hurrying away, when they saw the light, they felt as if their bodies had been touched by the light.

"What the hell is this?"

"Who's messing around over there?"

"Quickly find the source of this light and destroy him......"

......

When these thousands of people spoke at the same time, there was a loud buzz, like a lively market.

The martial artists of the Broken Yue Sect in front heard the report of the spies just now, and were suddenly alarmed by the colorful light, and nearly a hundred people directly dispatched and flew towards Ling Xiaoyu's forehead.

These lackeys of the Broken Yue Sect have high and low cultivation, but they are not afraid at all because of the large number of people, and when they see Ling Xiaoye's face, they have already launched various attacks.

Some are martial arts, some are spells, some are magic weapon attacks, and there are poison attacks and so on.

But after a while, they realized that their attack had only hit the man, as if they hadn't hit him at all.

"What, he's invulnerable?"

"It can't be!"

"Is our attack too small......"

"Get close to him and stab him to death!"

......

The men shouted, and the shouts rang out.

But Ling Xiaoye sneered, still floating in place, more than three thousand people, the Xuan Soul needed to separate more than three thousand rays of light in order to hit all of these people, this was undoubtedly a relatively long process, fortunately, Ling Xiaoye's body had completely ignored the attacks of these low-realm martial artists.

Before these people could launch a second wave of attacks, there were already lackeys from the Broken Yue Gate, and they began to feel weak and uncontrollable.

Soon, this situation spread directly like a plague, and none of the more than 3,000 lackeys of the Broken Yue Gate present were spared.

"This, this, this ......"

"What's going on? My body can't move!"

"Captain, come and save me!"

"Ah...... It feels like the body is hollowed out!"

......

Bursts of wails came, filling this otherwise silent wilderness with all kinds of screams, and even frightened the birds and beasts nearby.

In front of Ling Xiaoye's right eye, a pale gray phantom ball of light flickered, and a thin seven-colored light stretched out, and then branched into more than three thousand, connecting these lackeys of the Broken Yue Gate.

"Devour it!"

Ling Xiaoye snorted coldly, urging the Xuan Soul to launch the Devouring Dao, and the power of these lackeys of the Broken Yue Sect began to be continuously sucked away by Ling Xiaoye.

The strength of more than 3,000 people was directly devoured by Ling Xiaoye alone, and this process was also quite long. Ling Xiaoye floated in mid-air like this, like a bottomless pit, frantically absorbing the power of others.

An hour passed, and Ling Xiaoye felt that the power devoured by the Xuan Soul had decreased a lot.

To be honest, Ling Xiaoye was still a little scared in his heart when he faced a team of three thousand martial artists. Of course, this is not because he is afraid that these people will join forces to attack him, but because he is afraid that he will not be able to take all these people at once. I am also afraid that my devouring soul will not be able to accommodate too much power.

There are three thousand martial artists, and the average is that each of them is above the cultivation level of the Wheel of Life Realm, and the strength of all the people is also considerable, at least the power possessed by the top few powerhouses of the Condensation Realm.

This time, Ling Xiaoye earned it.

The first is to intercept more than 3,000 lackeys of the Broken Yuemen and prevent them from taking a single step.

The second is to devour the power of these lackeys, which can not only increase their own strength, but also weaken the power of the Broken Yue Gate, which is simply killing two birds with one stone.

Thinking of this, the corners of Ling Xiaoye's mouth rose slightly, he took back his Xuan Soul, found a place, took out a hundred-fold gourd, and refined the devoured power in it.

And those unlucky lackeys of the Broken Yue Sect, without the support of Ling Xiaoye's devouring power, their own skills have also disappeared a lot, where can they still support it, so they fell from the sky to the ground one by one, as if it was a burst of human flesh "rain".

And Ling Xiaoye spent a day in the hundred-fold gourd before refining the power that he had just devoured.

After devouring the Xuan Soul for such a long time, he had already contained a lot of power, and as a result, as soon as Ling Xiaoye refined, these skills were transformed into Ling Xiaoye's power, nourishing and improving his body again.

By the time he came out of the hundredfold gourd, his cultivation had already been raised to the third level of the Condensing Realm.

Back in the real world, only three hours had passed, and the sky had just dawned.

Ling Xiaoye did not return to Qinglanmen for the time being, now he only intercepted the enemy in the north, and there are still three suspicious locations that have not been explored, and the enemy in the north has already appeared, which means that in the southeast and west direction of Yuanjing City, there are also lackeys of the Broken Yue Gate.

So Ling Xiaoye began to fly quickly, this time the purpose was to the west of Yuanjing City.

First to the west, then to the south, and finally to the east, Ling Xiaoye had already planned, if each stronghold was more than 3,000 people, then the three strongholds would have almost nearly 10,000 people.

The strength of nearly 10,000 people adds up to quite a lot, and if it can be refined, it can at least improve a small realm.

Ling Xiaoye thought about it, and his mood couldn't help but make him happy.