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Maybe the purple cloud marten had eaten the demon core before, and now he was not interested in the meat of the demon beast, so this little guy just chirped and didn't make any moves.

In the end, Ling Xiaoye said goodbye to the two girls and came out of the small hole.

Outside, I don't know if it was noon or evening, but it was gray clouds floating in the sky.

"Quick Fix!"

Ling Xiaoye muttered to himself, he violently unleashed the magic wing technique, the two True Yuan Phantom Wings, trembling slightly behind him, his body was like an arrow off the string, flying quickly.

There was still a distance of about a hundred miles left, and although Ling Xiaoye's speed was not as fast as the flight speed of urging the flying treasure ship with all his might, it could not be called slow.

It only took less than two sticks of incense to speak, and Ling Xiaoye had already arrived at his destination, the second stronghold of the Broken Yue Gate.

This stronghold, according to Luo Xing, and some lackeys of the Broken Yuemen who had been persecuted by Ling Xiaoye, this stronghold was halfway up a high mountain, very obvious, and it could be seen from a distance.

Since Ling Xiaoye left the high mountains that Su Mengyu and Shen Yingying had avoided avoiding, he did not find very high peaks on the way to the flight.

So now that he saw that two or three miles ahead, there was a peak standing high in the sky, and Ling Xiaoye naturally understood that this was the second stronghold of the Broken Yue Gate.

The scale of this stronghold was twice as large as the one Ling Xiaoye had entered for the first time, and it might even be larger.

But for Ling Xiaoye, none of this is a problem.

The problem he had to consider now was the master of Zhenshan in this stronghold, one of the three King Kongs of the Outer Gate of the Broken Yue Gate - Elder Lei.

Regarding this Elder Lei, Ling Xiaoye only knew a thing or two from Luo Xing's mouth.

It is said that Elder Lei's cultivation is a few points more powerful than that Elder Hua.

To what extent, Ling Xiaoye didn't know, because Luo Xing didn't know either, and those lackeys of the Broken Yue Sect didn't know even more.

What they only know is that this Elder Thunder is cultivating thunder-based spells, which are fast, and they can hit the opponent with a shot, and once they are hit, even if they are in the same level of Illusion God Realm, they may be killed by a single blow.

As for the various rumors of this Elder Lei, Ling Xiaoye was not easy to judge, whether he could catch this kind of power.

But there was one thing that Ling Xiaoye could be sure of, when he was fighting against Elder Hua at the beginning, even if Elder Hua broke through to the Spirit Mirror, he would still be able to deal with it.

It's just that with the use of a hundred gourds, there are a lot fewer things that can be improved by yourself.

Ling Xiaoye was floating in the air at this time, thinking quietly.

After a short while, he violently released a burst of divine thoughts, sweeping all the peaks in front of him.

After more than a dozen breath intervals, Ling Xiaoye's sea of knowledge began to emerge, and the outline of this mountain peak began to emerge.

At the same time, the breath of thousands of people, as well as their body shape and breath, were all formed in Ling Xiaoye's sea of consciousness.

It took more than twenty breaths for Ling Xiaoye to roughly estimate what this place was like, how many people there were, and so on.

This stronghold is located halfway up the mountain, about fifty-six zhang from below. And this is a bit strange to be a high mountain, facing his side, the steep rock, there is not even a single weed on it, and it is so slippery that even the birds cannot land on it.

It's hard for people to climb up from here. The other three sides of the mountain are also almost as steep as this, so to speak, the bottom of this high mountain seems to have been smoothed by someone, straight and smooth.

But none of this is a problem, as long as you can control the sky, this obstacle is nothing.

The steep and straight stone wall suddenly turned into a flat land, surrounding the middle peak, and if you don't pay attention, you can think of this as a two-story tower.

On this flat land, there are many houses, some of which are built in the style of stones, some of which are simply spliced with wooden boards, and some of which seem to have been specially built by masons and masons, which are quite tall and magnificent.

Some of the styles of these houses have never been seen by Ling Xiaoye, because they are varied, and they are indescribable.

The houses of different sizes, high and low, are a little far apart, sparsely pulled, one in the east and one in the west, and the halfway of this mountain peak is embellished with a unique style.

In so many houses, the breath of some large houses is very calm and peaceful, as if it is the situation when sleeping.

There are also houses where people move around from time to time, coming and going, and some are lively.

Ling Xiaoye sensed it again, and then calculated all the breaths that could be sensed on the mountain peak:

There are about 1,000 people who are lying down and breathing smoothly, and there are more than 1,200 people who are walking and breathing energetically.

This amount should not be accurate enough, but Ling Xiaoye already understood what he should do at this time.

When he was in the previous stronghold, Ling Xiaoye recalled that he had only encountered three or four hundred lackeys of the Broken Yuemen, but now this stronghold suddenly tripled, and the situation was a little tricky.

However, this is not the key, the key is that Ling Xiaoye did not sense the aura of any Illusion God Realm martial artist.

This is so abnormal!

After thinking about it, Ling Xiaoye felt that it was better to have the first plan, and when he used his divine thoughts and was about to explore how many demon beasts there were in the vicinity, he found something strange to him.

With him as the center, within a radius of three or four miles, there is not a single demon king, not even the kind of demon beast that cultivates and soul sea realm!

"That's strange! Why don't there be a decent demon beasts here, could it be that they were killed by the lackeys of the Broken Yue Sect in this stronghold?"

With this question, Ling Xiaoye fell into deep thought.

After a while, he made up his mind, took out two giant swords, and began to fly towards this mountain peak, preparing to practice his hands with these lackeys of the Broken Yue Sect alone.

When he flew closer, he suddenly felt that there was a large number of breaths coming from directly in front of him.

"Demon beasts?"

Blocked by the mountain peak, although Ling Xiaoye could sense it, he was not very sure what this aura was all about.

"Then wait and see how it goes. ”

Ling Xiaoye slowed down his flight speed and flew downward, he wanted to slowly go around the steep stone wall to see what the situation was.

Of course, he hoped that these seemingly irascible demon beasts could help him storm this stronghold.