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Chapter 123?

Zhang Xiaoxia looked ahead in amazement, her eyes full of fear.

In the dark underground parking lot, there were more than a dozen corpses pushed into a hill, their eyes, ears and noses were dug out. There was a strange magic array drawn with blood around the corpse mountain. It seemed that some ritual was being held.

"This is……"

When Ye Ling saw the magic circle, his brows frowned slightly.

The appearance of the magic circle was exactly the same as the magic circle he had carved by the Yin Curse Old Man he encountered in Jiangcheng before!

This kind of evil formation sacrifices to the evil gods that never existed, and the entire magic array is meaningless.

However, the emergence of this magic array one after another means that it must have some effect, but Ye Ling has not discovered it yet.

"You, have you seen this formation?"

Zhang Xiaoxia swallowed slightly and asked Ye Ling tremblingly.

Although she had never caught evil spirits and monsters with her own hands, she saw that her master and her senior brothers and sisters had caught many of them, including many vicious things.

But even though she has seen so many, she has never seen such a scene as today!

Ye Ling nodded: "Well, I saw it once. This is a sacrifice array. The corpses inside are sacrifices, used to sacrifice to an evil god that never existed."

"I only know so much about it. Oh yes, this thing may also be related to the Tianluo Ghost King."

"Tianluo Ghost King?"

Hearing Ye Ling's words, Zhang Xiaoxia subconsciously exclaimed, then reacted again, hurriedly covered her mouth and looked at Ye Ling, "The one you mentioned in the Heavenly King Luo Ghost was the one that our ancestor lost?"

Ye Ling nodded, "Yes."

Since the Tianluo Ghost King escaped a hundred years ago, many Tianyi Tianshi have traveled to China, with the purpose of finding the Tianluo Ghost King back and sealing it again.

Unfortunately, over the past century, several generations of Tianma masters have only recovered some of the remaining souls of the Tianluo Ghost King, just like Luoluo Ghost King is still free today.

If this evil sacrifice array really has something to do with the Tianluo Ghost King...

Zhang Xiaoxia realized the seriousness of the matter and whispered to Ye Ling: "Master Ye, this matter is of great importance. It cannot be solved by my ability. Let's go back first and report to the master."

Zhang Xiaoxia is still self-aware of herself. She may be able to solve the problem of ordinary little demons. Not to mention that this matter involves the Tianluo Ghost King, the monster alone can kill more than ten people at an international airport with a huge traffic flow. Its fierceness is beyond the reach of ordinary strangers.

I'm afraid that several masters will have to solve the problem with the one sect!

Seeing that Zhang Xiaoxia retreated due to difficulties, Ye Ling couldn't help but admire her a little more.

On the road of cultivation, there are many dangers, and if you don’t pay attention, you will die.

Unfortunately, most monks do not have a clear understanding of themselves. They want to snatch treasures when they see them, or they need to remove them when they see monsters.

In Dongxuan Continent, Ye Ling saw too many disciples who died because of their passion to kill monsters that were far beyond their own strength.

This kind of behavior that is overestimating one's own ability has no meaning except causing trouble to others.

Zhang Xiaoxia's nature is rare and valuable.

Unfortunately, although Zhang Xiaoxia retreated due to the difficulties, but...

Ye Ling glanced at the back and chuckled, "I'm afraid it's too late to leave now."

"What's the meaning?"

Zhang Xiaoxia was stunned and didn't understand what Ye Ling was talking about. She looked back subconsciously, but found that the entrance they came had disappeared!

"This... a ghost hits a wall?"

Seeing the exit disappear, Zhang Xiaoxia suddenly became nervous, holding the three-inch wooden sword tightly, and his spirit was tense.

The evil spirits who can quietly pull them into the barrier are definitely above the sixth level!

Zhang Xiaoxia only has the second-level cultivation, plus the talisman paper and the small wooden sword in her hand, she can barely catch the third-level evil spirit.

The sixth-grade evil spirit, let alone her, even if you look at the entire Zhengzi, there are not many old masters who can suppress it!

Seeing Zhang Xiaoxia's nervous and scared look, Ye Ling shook his head and smiled, saying, "This barrier is triggered independently, and anyone who steps into this place will be pulled here."

"The evil spirit is not here at the moment. We are safe for the time being. Take this opportunity to find clues here."

Hearing Ye Ling's words, Zhang Xiaoxia calmed down a little and nodded repeatedly, "Well, let's find the clues first!"

Ye Ling was not in a hurry to go out, and walked straight towards the corpse mountain, while carefully observing the sacrifice array around him.

Unlike the magic array carved by the old man Yin Zhu, this sacrifice magic array is more refined. The blood from more than ten corpses has been completely released. However, judging from the magic array patterns on the ground, there is not so much blood used to carve this magic array.

In other words, some of these people's blood, as well as their ears, noses and eyes, are not here, but are used elsewhere.

Ye Ling walked to the corpse mountain and used his spiritual power to move the corpses down, lined up in a row.

Ye Ling glanced at the outfits of these people and murmured: "These people are either decoration workers or airport staff. Judging from their appearance, they have been dead for at least three days."

"For such a long time, the airport has no reaction, which means that there is a senior executive in the airport who can mobilize these people, who is an accomplice of the evil spirit, or the senior executive is an evil spirit."

"Three days ago, the first batch of strangers from all over the country came here to attend the Zhengyi Tianshishi Conference. Will these two things have any connection?"

"Master Ye, look here!"

Just then, Zhang Xiaoxia's voice came.

Ye Ling looked at him and saw Zhang Xiaoxia pulling someone out of a pile of debris.

"There are still living people here?"

Seeing the young man who was killed and injured, a trace of surprise flashed in Ye Ling's eyes.

The young man's aura was extremely weak, almost the same as a dead person. In addition, the spiritual power in this place was chaotic, filled with the resentment of more than a dozen sacrificed people, Ye Ling did not notice the man at the first time.

Walking to the young man, Ye Ling squatted down and held his pulse, and used his spiritual power to detect the specific situation in his body.

Zhang Xiaoxia squatted in front of Ye Ling and asked in a low voice: "Master Ye, he still has warmth, but his breath is extremely weak. I guess he will die soon. Can you still save me?"

"You can still save me. Take a stack of your talisman paper to me."

After confirming the young man's situation, Ye Ling said to Zhang Xiaoxia again.

Although Zhang Xiaoxia didn't know what Ye Ling was doing with the talisman paper, she did not hesitate and quickly took out a stack of talisman paper from her pocket and handed it to Ye Ling with both hands, "Master Ye, talisman paper."

Ye Ling took the talisman paper and injected his spiritual power into it. At the same time, he let the talisman papers float in the air and rolled them into paper needles.

Then, under Zhang Xiaoxia's dull gaze, the pointers accurately penetrated the major acupoints of the young man!

This, this is...

Acupuncture?

Zhang Xiaoxia's mind was blank. She had never seen anyone save someone like Ye Ling!
Chapter completed!
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