The three-inch puppets seemed to be alive in an instant. After dancing, they heard the sound of "Chengcheng" and their bodies widened and in a blink of an eye they turned into giants with a height of 100 feet.

The giant was wearing armor and his face was covered with clear air, which made the monks who looked at him feel confused.

"Dingdengdeng..." The Yellow Turban Strongman was controlled by Miao Xiaomiao to form a mysterious array, and then the secret letter in the air turned leisurely, and a light of inspiration spread out from it, condensed into a mysterious pattern, floating above the head of the Yellow Turban Strongman.

The pattern vibrated slightly, as if it had some connection with the Yellow Turban Warriors. The figures of the Yellow Turban Warriors shook and stepped on their feet together. This shocking scene shocked the monks present.

Immediately afterwards, mysterious runes rose from the feet of the Yellow Turban Strongman and gradually gathered together, forming an extremely huge rune. Inside the rune, a Taoist in purple feathered clothes could be seen vaguely. He held a sword in one hand and a plate in the other, with an extremely kind face.

Just when Miao Xiaomiao and Luo Shuyao were in a daze, the runes were shining, and a huge beam of spiritual power jumped out of the runes and ran towards the round platform on the ground.

Silently, the beam of spiritual power contacted the round platform. The spiritual light flashed leisurely on the surface of the round platform, and the magic array composed of countless mysterious runes slowly opened.

"This technique..." Luo Shuyao looked at Miao Xiaomiao. She didn't know how much stuff was in a small head like Miao Xiaomiao.

Miao Xiaomiao smiled and stopped explaining. He wanted to create an omniscient image in everyone's minds. This should be considered a bad taste of him.

After the magic circle was opened, everyone waited patiently. They knew that there must be a fierce battle on the other side of the magic circle. After all, there are very few cultivators like Miao Xiaomiao.

Time passed slowly. After half an hour, the teleportation array suddenly shone and the ground runners started to operate in an instant.

With a "swish", a spiritual light from far to near appeared. After the spiritual light disappeared, twelve figures appeared on the stone round platform, and the one who was the one who was Ling Qi at the ninth level of Qi training!

Whether it was Ling Qi or the monks behind him, there were blood stains on their bodies. From their tired expressions, we could tell how tragic the battle just now was.

"Are Xiao Lingqi injured?" The moment Lingqi showed up, Miao Xiao Miao jumped to his shoulder. Feeling the latter's listless aura, and then asked in a sensation.

Ling Qi gently stroked Miao Xiaomiao and said gently: "It's okay, I'm just being fooled by someone before leaving. What about you?"

"I'm not having any trouble with it, it's going well all the way. I'm so awesome!" Miao Xiaomiao raised her head, her bright eyes seemed to say, "Praise me quickly."

Ling Qi was indeed very tactful. She patted Miao Xiaomiao's head, praised her gently, and then introduced everyone behind her to Miao Xiaomiao and others to meet.

"Are we leaving now?" Miao Xiaomiao lay comfortably on Ling Qi's shoulder and asked in a low voice.

Ling Qi shook his head, paused and said, "Yuan Heng and Shen Qing can't contact you, but they met me one after another in the woods before entering the city, leaving behind a sound transmission talisman. I guess it will be extremely difficult next time, so after receiving your message, I told them, you won't blame me."

"How could that happen?" Miao Xiaomiao didn't want to be the leader anymore. It was too brain-consuming. He just wanted to stay by Ling Qi's side, watch the show comfortably, and... when necessary, take some coolies.

About a quarter of an hour later, Yuan Heng and others were teleported over. Miao Xiaomiao suddenly thought of something, patted her head, and showed an awkward smile.

"What's wrong?" Ling Qi was very caring about Meow Xiaomiao. Seeing Meow Xiaomiao like this, he asked with his heart.

Miao Xiaomiao then told Ling Qi about meeting the disciple of the Chihuo Dao Palace in the woods.

"Then you send a message to him now. If he is in the city, then let him go to the Lingchuan Pavilion. If he is no longer in the city, there is nothing he can do."

Miao Xiaomiao's body shook, and a stack of musical talismans appeared in front of her. After drawing one from it, a series of spiritual power was sacrificed, but who knew that after a few breaths, there was no reaction at all.

"Aren't you here?" Miao Xiaomiao sighed and put away the sound transmission talisman.

"I died and the Tao disappeared..." Luo Shuyao looked ugly and murmured to herself.

Ling Qi and Miao Xiaomiao looked at each other. They learned from each other's eyes that the other party knew something, but neither of them said it. After all, on the other hand, this is also a kind of opportunity.

At this moment, the teleportation array suddenly lit up, and Shen Qing and others slowly walked out of it. Their miserableness was much more than that of Yuan Heng and others.

Everyone tidied it up before exiting here. Of course, no one was not coveted about the water-retardation droplets in the air, but after spending a lot of effort, everyone gave up this useless effort.

Walking on the road, Ling Qi and Miao Xiaomiao communicated with all the small and big things that happened during this period. Then Miao Xiaomiao asked with her head in a tilt, "You mean, the monsters over there have retreated before you come?"

"Yes, it's quite quick to repair the magic circle. Those monsters retreated when they saw that they were unprofitable."

"No..." Miao Xiaomiao had a lot of doubts in her heart. After hesitating for a while, she asked Yuanheng and Shen Qing separately.

After knowing that the monsters in their city also retreated early, Miao Xiaomiao frowned and pondered.

"The city of Xiao Lingqi's communication with the surrounding cities is very smooth, and there are almost no requirements for spiritual stones. No matter which city our city exchanges information, it requires the permission of the City Lord's Mansion, and also pays high spiritual stones. Why is this?"

Miao Xiaomiao was puzzled. Just as he scratched his ears and foreheads, he suddenly thought of a dark giant gate in the dungeon where Lord Mo was imprisoning!

Thinking of the blue clouds rising from the head of the fake Lord Mo in the imperial room, and the fairy seedlings he mentioned... Miao Xiaomiao made an extremely terrifying speculation!

Ling Qi was quite worried about Miao Xiaomiao's current state. While he gently stroked the furry Miao Xiaomiao, he thought about how to ask to avoid Miao Xiaomiao's emotions from happening again.

Not long after, Miao Xiaomiao calmed down. He seemed to know Ling Qi's concerns. After a pause, he expressed his speculation.

After listening to it, Ling Qi's pupils shrank suddenly and then returned to normal.

"Don't tell others that there is a great horror in this matter. If you are not careful, you will be done!"

Miao Xiaomiao nodded. He knew what the end of Ling Qi was referring to. Although such a result was already considered good, he finally got to this point and no one wanted to fail the trial at a critical moment.
Chapter completed!