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Chapter 72 Ziqing Zhixuan Collection

Ling Qi's face was a little solemn. He looked at everything around him, and then whispered: "I'm afraid things are not that simple. Judging from the number of talismans and their power, the strength of the ghost should be between the first and second levels. It is still a bit reluctant to rely on the strength of the disciples of the Zichang Taoist Palace to subdue it."

"Then do we need to go in and help?" Miao Xiaomiao didn't understand some of the rules in the cultivation world, and asked stupidly.

"We came from the Taoist Palace, so it is natural to be willing to help others. Since we know that there are ghosts here, we must drive them away. What's more, the disciples of Zichang Taoist Palace may encounter danger. As a Taoist practitioner, it is natural that they can go up to help."

Miao Xiaomiao couldn't imagine that such high-sounding words actually came from Ling Qi's mouth. He widened his eyes and seemed incredible.

Ling Qi smiled and walked towards the main house with big strides.

The main house was also full of destruction, with spider webs and rats and ants flying around. Ling Qi frowned, but could not feel the breath of the disciples of Zishang Taoist Palace, so he had to turn to Meow Xiaomiao.

After sensing it for a while, Miao Xiaomiao said, "The breath disappeared from the screen in front."

Ling Qi was shocked and looked in the direction Miao Xiaomiao pointed, and saw a stained screen there, which didn't seem to be too special.

When he got closer, Ling Qi found a left palm print in a dark corner.

"Is it a space magic array?" Ling Qi thought for a long time and could only come up with such a result.

Miao Xiaomiao jumped down, picked up his fleshy claws and pressed them up, but there was no response.

"I'll do it." Ling Qi picked up Miao Xiaomiao, and then pressed it with his spare left hand toward the palm print. Although Ling Qi's palm did not match the size of the palm print, the screen flashed at the moment when the two came into contact, and then ripples appeared on the surface of the screen.

Seeing this, Ling Qi's magic trick suddenly arose, opened up a defense, and then took Miao Xiaomiao inward.

Like the space magic array, the moment they entered it, both Ling Qi and Miao Xiaomiao felt weightless.

This feeling is stronger than the teleportation array of Lingchuan Pavilion, so Ling Qi and Miao Xiaomiao both felt a little uncomfortable.

After a few breaths, the feeling disappeared. Looking at the black land under your feet and the black sun in the sky, Ling Qi and Miao Xiaomiao were both scared.

The five-colored spiritual light in the surrounding void and the five-colored clouds above the sky are the sources of light here.

Walking in the direction Miao Xiaomiao pointed, they saw a deep pit with less than two incense sticks. There was a little spiritual power in the center of the pit, and there was a warm breath at the edge.

"This should be where the disciples of Zichang Taoist Palace fight the ghost." Miao Xiaomiao sensed a trace of invisible ghost energy in the deep pit, so she spoke.

Ling Qi nodded and said with a frown: "If you can use screens as the import and exit of the secret realm, there must be a big secret here, and it must be more than just ghosts. We must be careful next."

Just after Ling Qi finished saying this, a huge roar came from not far away. After looking at each other, Ling Qi ran quickly, while Miao Xiaomiao cheered up and sensed the surrounding environment vigilantly.

Soon, they came to the place where the roar was heard, and saw three monks dressed in the same clothes fighting with a three-headed ghost in an uneven valley.

The three monks were disciples of Zichang Taoist Palace. They were now quite embarrassed, and although the three ghosts also seemed embarrassed, they still had a slight advantage.

After realizing that someone was approaching, both the three monks and ghosts looked to the side.

"Fellow Taoist, please kill this clerk with us." The person who spoke was a fat-faced monk who was not old and excited about Ling Qi's arrival.

The other two monks looked gloomy and calm. As for the three ghosts, Ze Jie laughed and said, "Little baby, you can't get involved at this time. Go back wherever you come from."

"You are very confident." Ling Qi did not refuse the invitation of the fat-faced monk. After smiling at him, he turned around and looked at the three ghosts and said softly.

The three ghosts look very tall compared to humans, and combined with their thick limbs and three terrifying faces with long fangs, it is daunting.

But Ling Qi is a monk. He has never seen all kinds of monsters. He also killed one of the monsters that looks even more terrifying than three ghosts, so he has no psychological pressure on it.

But the little cat is different. The visual impact of the three ghosts is too strong, which makes him tremble.

Seeing this, Ling Qi first comforted Miao Xiaomiao and then stuffed her into her sleeve.

"Let me participate too." Miao Xiaomiao did not let Ling Qi put him in a safe place as usual, but shook his body and jumped to the ground.

Ling Qi thought about it for a moment and knew the reason why Miao Xiaomiao did this. After all, it has been less than a month since the secret realm trial. If he did not go through a few actual combat during this period, even with the help of other disciples, Miao Xiaomiao would be difficult for him to rank at the forefront.

"Boom!" A loud noise interrupted Ling Qi's thoughts. He looked at Miao Xiaomiao, and when he saw that the latter had set up a defense, he focused his eyes on the three ghosts.

At the same time, he urged his hands and magic tricks, and his feet stepped on the sway, and blue lights condensed at his fingertips.

This technique is the famous Ziqing Finger Xuan Ji in Ziyuan Dao Palace!

Yuan Heng had previously used it in the secret realm of Yaohua Cave, but Yuan Heng's spiritual power was fire attribute, while Ling Qi's spiritual power was wood attribute.

Silently, the green spiritual light flashed leisurely, and the next moment it came to the surroundings of the three ghosts.

The three ghosts were a little disdainful at first, but when they felt the power of the green spiritual light, their faces changed, and their bodies shook, and several ghost energy came out of nowhere to block the spiritual light.

Ziqing Finger Xuan Ji was not easily blocked by ghost energy like other low-level magic. The five green spiritual lights suddenly moved and condensed together. They passed through the ghost energy effortlessly, hitting the ghost's black armor, making a huge roar.

On the other side, Miao Xiaomiao also jumped, with green light spreading on the four claws, and blue clouds appeared and appeared, as if something was being generated. The amazing aura emitted attracted the attention of the three monks in Zishang Taoist Palace.

After the roar of the three ghosts weakened, everyone saw a little finger mark on the black armor through the heavy lights.

The finger marks seem to be very deep, and there is a layer of white film like jade inside.

The three ghosts looked a little ugly at this time. He didn't expect that the young man in front of him would be so powerful.

The disciples of Zishang Taoist Palace have rich combat experience. They took advantage of the relaxation of the three ghosts' minds and increased their attacks.

Miao Xiaomiao also came to the front of the three ghosts, and the blue clouds under the four claws suddenly exploded, revealing four of them.
Chapter completed!
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