Chapter 461: Enhanced Talisman Power
Li Yuan had been cowering in fear. When he heard Zhong Ling'er's words, he took out a huge spirit beast bag from his arms and quickly got a large bottle of blood for Zhong Ling'er.
Zhong Ling'er was shocked. She thought she would have to argue with Li Yuan for a long time before she could convince this animal protector to agree to cut off his treasure!
Li Yuan understood Zhong Ling'er's gaze and said dissatisfiedly: "Although I love and protect spirit beasts, I also understand what it means to eliminate demons and defend the Way. What you do is right, so I will naturally support you."
"Use this blood. It will definitely raise the grade of your talisman to a higher level."
After saying this with a bit of pride, Zhong Ling'er smiled, and with a flick of her pen, a purple lightning talisman was completed in one go. The red talisman on it actually had a faint golden glow. Zhong Ling'er activated it casually and pasted it on the wall of the formation. Purple lightning arcs immediately covered a large area, which was indeed a level higher than the original one.
Zhong Linger's eyes lit up. Does that mean that with the blood of the spirit beast, the eighth-grade divine thunder talisman can be upgraded to a higher grade? If she had a ninth-grade divine thunder talisman in her hand, would the fallen angel still dare to come before her?
Bai Luochen stood beside Zhong Ling'er and said, "I just asked Master, they are almost done. He has arranged some elders and disciples to finish up, and everyone above the Mahayana stage will come over."
Zhong Ling'er nodded, glanced at the monks who were sweating profusely and exhausted from casting spells for a long time, then lowered her head and began to draw talismans.
The fallen gods and the Li family members in the formation were banging around the formation. The front of the door was the main battlefield, and negligence was inevitable at the side door and the back door. Soon, the runes of the formation jumped violently, and several screams were heard.
Bai Luochen picked up the talisman drawn by Zhong Ling'er and flew over, starting to repair the cracks.
With the efforts of the two, the formation runes stabilized again.
A figure fell from the sky. Zhong Ling'er turned around and saw that the fallen god who was fighting with the Ghost King had his head twisted and his soul fled in panic.
A small white flag flew out and took the soul away. The Ghost King came to Zhong Ling'er and looked around vigilantly.
"I'm fine here, go help the others."
Zhong Ling'er wiped the blood from her nose and her body swayed.
She drew quite a few talismans, which had already consumed a lot of her spiritual energy. Then she raised the spirit flag, and her spiritual energy was overdrawn all of a sudden. She felt a little dizzy.
"You look so bad, I can't leave you."
The Ghost King stayed and saw that Zhong Ling'er was still forcing herself to draw the talisman, so he ignored her.
After all, no matter how strong Zhong Ling'er is, Canghai will protect her. He is not worried. He just needs to make sure no one attacks Zhong Ling'er.
After using up the bottle of blood, Zhong Ling'er stopped and sat against the Ghost King's legs in a daze, actually trying to recover her spirit.
The fallen angel who was fighting with Bai Ze was kicked hard into the ground, and his body and bones were broken into pieces, presenting a strange posture.
The body could not be dug out from the ground, so only the soul could fly out. However, Bai Ze was always careful in what he did, and a Dingkun Pearl appeared, locking up the soul.
The loss of two people made the remaining fallen gods realize that the situation was not good. Suddenly, they all went crazy and attacked the formation together. With a "bang", the formation shattered, and the Li family and the trapped fallen gods rushed out.
When the melee began, some people wanted to escape, such as some members of the Li family; some wanted revenge, such as Young Master Li and others who were obsessed with the glory of their ancestors; and some wanted to rob, such as those greedy monks.
The fallen angels who escaped rushed towards Zhong Ling'er together, determined to get the Dingkun Pearl.
Bai Ze and the Ghost King protected Zhong Ling'er as they fled from the siege of ten people. They rose into the air and flashed quickly in the space. Even though their strength was not weaker than that of the Fallen Angels, they did not dare to fight against ten Fallen Angels at the same time and could only dodge in embarrassment.
Zhong Ling'er felt like she was being carried around by the Ghost King, tossed around like a rag doll, and she was about to break into pieces.
"Actually... you... can... let me... go!"
The ghost king kept moving, "Say this when you can withstand a blow from a fallen angel."
Zhong Ling'er shut up obediently and just treated it as a roller coaster with a huge pendulum and bungee jumping.
Fortunately, Zhong Ling'er attracted the attention of the fallen god, and the rest of the cultivators only had to deal with the Li family cultivators, which reduced casualties. However, the Li residence was still a river of blood, and the bloody smell filled the air.
When Zhong Ling'er was about to faint, a lot of figures suddenly appeared. Seeing Zhong Ling'er and the other two being beaten by a group of Fallen Angels, they immediately rushed over.
"Don't be afraid, Ling'er, the Master is here!"
True Man Wu Chen was furious and swung his sword first. Red flames filled the entire space and the strong murderous intent seemed to be real.
The Ghost King frowned, raised his hand and threw Zhong Ling'er over, "Watch your disciple!"
Then a mace appeared in his hand, and a force purer than fire surged, causing ripples in the space, and as he swung the mace, he smashed towards the nearest Fallen Angel.
Master Wu Chen hurriedly caught his little disciple. Seeing that Zhong Ling'er's face was pale and her ears and nose were bleeding, his heart sank and he hurriedly took her to heal her.
Zhong Ling'er calmed her internal organs and breathed a sigh of relief. She then took a few spirit-replenishing pills and felt alive again.
"Master, do you know that if you had come a little later, your lovely disciple would have been killed by the Ghost King?"
"Ghost King?"
Facing her master's doubts, Zhong Ling'er nodded heavily, "Yes, it was him. If he wanted to save me, he should hold me tightly. How could he hold me like an object in his hands? If I wasn't killed by the Fallen Angel, I would have been shaken to death by him."
... can still act like a spoiled child, proving that everything is alright.
Master Wu Chen felt relieved, comforted Zhong Ling'er with a few words, and then started looking for other disciples.
Zhong Ling'er was looking for Li Yuan. This was a talent she had discovered with great difficulty and she couldn't let him die here.
Then the master and the disciple each went their separate ways and before they knew it they had separated.
Zhong Ling'er entered Li's house, broke any formations she saw, took any good things she saw, and then headed towards places with lush vegetation.
Sure enough, Li Yuan was catching spiritual beasts here. This place was ignored by both sides and there were not many people here.
Zhong Ling'er sensed that the Li family's spiritual beasts were obviously not comparable to those of the Tianji Pavilion. They could only be said to be more in number and they were all quite delicious. But seeing how Li Yuan cherished them, she probably wouldn't have the chance to enjoy them.
But she remembered that the Li family had a wind-generating beast that looked like a leopard and was as big as a civet cat. It was a strange beast that was said to be immortal and could carry souls through the three realms.
Zhong Ling'er spread out her spiritual sense to sense the whereabouts of the little beast, but found nothing. Could it be that someone took it away?
The little Qilin called out, "Zhong Ling'er, sense the existence of the wind. Wind-born beasts like to blend themselves into the wind."
Zhong Ling'er immediately sensed again, and then sensed a different wind not far away, which was obviously much slower than the normal wind speed. It seemed that this was the cunning little beast.
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