The uncle borrowed some merits, and the princess drew the talisman fiercely

Lu Zhaoling took a step back and suddenly grabbed a handful of talismans.

Really, a lot.

Looking over there, she couldn't even catch it with one hand, and another one was falling down.

Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai: “???”

They looked at each other, became a little frightened for a moment, and quickly stepped back.

While flying backwards, they tacitly reached out and grabbed a fierce ghost that was still fighting with Sheng Sanniang, and threw them towards the black-robed ghost cultivator.

Don't waste Senior Sister's talisman.

Seeing her grabbing so many, you know she's going to do something big again.

The black-robed ghost cultivator was stunned when he saw Lu Zhaoling's handful of talismans.

Not only him, but also those people from the Xuanmen who had already retreated to a corner, not daring to fight anymore, and not having the strength to fight anymore were also stunned.

They didn't know that Lu Zhaoling was from the Xuanmen.

However, they had just witnessed her using the soul-searching talisman on Niu Po.

They couldn't believe that she was from the Xuanmen because they had never seen anyone use a soul-searching talisman on an old ghost cultivator.

In their minds, this was impossible. It was not something someone from the Xuanmen could do.

Even if there is, it can only be done by someone like the former Sect Master Yin of the First Xuan Sect.

But Lu Zhaoling looked only seventeen or eighteen years old.

At this age, even if she started practicing and studying since she was in her mother's womb, it would be impossible for her to do it.

But now they saw that Lu Zhaoling had such a large number of talismans.

Besides the Taoists, who else uses talismans? And in such a large number?

"No way!" A young man said to his fellow apprentices in shock, "Where did she get so many talismans? Who gave them to her? Who is her master?"

They didn't think that these talismans were drawn by Lu Zhaoling himself.

"We don't know if it will be effective yet," said another middle-aged man solemnly, "Don't assume that sheer numbers mean she's powerful."

If it's just a bunch of useless broken talismans, or some amulets used to increase the quantity, then it will be useless even if you grab a hundred of them.

"This ghost cultivator is too powerful. Even the Black and White Envoys are no match for him. That..."

"Is he the Judge? It seems so, but it also seems not. Why doesn't he take action? If he could take action, it would be more useful than a bunch of talismans, right?"

"That girl..." Only Qi Shu, who was supporting his eldest brother and had been captured by Lu Zhaoling and the others before, knew Lu Zhaoling's abilities. He was about to say something when he was interrupted by others.

"Uncle Master, should we run now? These ghost officials and ghost cultivators can't take care of us now. If we don't run now, when will we run? Anyway, we can't grab the Samsara Fruit now."

The speaker was a young man who was already injured.

He was pale with pain and looked very bad.

This time they were so well prepared, and they indeed arrived at the Lingsheng Palace and saw the fruit of reincarnation.

Just a little bit, just a little bit, and they would be able to grab the fruit of reincarnation.

But now the mission has failed, the Samsara Fruit has been collected, and they can't even find it. If they stay here, are they waiting for the Netherworld to settle accounts with them?

But as soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man whom he called uncle-master shook his head and signaled them to stop talking and step back.

"Watch first."

What a rare opportunity!

They have to watch these ghost officials subdue the great ghost cultivators. It would be best if they could understand the abilities of these ghost officials. After returning, they have to write down all the details as precious information left for their descendants.

Only in the future will the younger generations of Xuanmen know about the various things happening in the underworld.

What if someone from the Xuanmen wants to go down to the Netherworld a hundred years later to grab the Samsara Fruit? Wouldn't this be like accumulating some experience for them?

This is also a very important task for them.

At this time, no one really paid attention to them.

After Lu Zhaoling grabbed the talisman, he looked at the black-robed ghost cultivator.

"Come on, Black Ghost, do you have any information to share about my father? If you can tell me something useful, I can cast a few spells on you."

This guy is also a hundred-year-old ghost cultivator. What if he knows something about her father?

This time I have gained a lot.

"You little yellow-haired girl, how dare you act so rudely in front of me..." The black-robed ghost cultivator looked at her gloomily.

Even the Black and White Envoys were no match for him.

"Senior Sister, I guess you really don't know this..." Xiao Hei said quickly.

"Yes, Senior Sister, this guy was just a villain who was not worthy of being in public when he was first detained. It shouldn't be necessary for your father to take action..." Xiaobai also said.

These words angered the black-robed ghost cultivator.

Actually look down on him!

"That Lu Ming, is he some big shot? I..."

His words made Lu Zhaoling certain that Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai were right.

He didn't recognize Lu Ming.

There's no need to wait for that.

"The last person who called himself "this master" in front of me has long since disappeared into the wind!"

She interrupted the black-robed ghost cultivator and threw a handful of talismans towards him.

There was a rustling sound of countless talismans, and those talismans actually stopped in the air in front of the black-robed ghost cultivator.

He had just taken a step back when another half of the talisman flew behind him and hovered behind him.

This way, we are attacked from both sides.

"Heh, you little yellow-haired girl, do you think you can trap me with these talismans?" The black-robed ghost cultivator slapped the ground with the whip in his hand.

"Master Ling, that whip is a good thing!" Madam Sheng San came to Lu Zhaoling and said this as soon as she opened her mouth.

"You want it?" Lu Zhaoling asked.

"No, no, no, I think it's suitable for the emperor!" said Madam Sheng San.

The retired emperor kicked away the last two evil spirits and was exhausted. He sat on the wall, worrying about whether he was too old and lacked physical strength, when he heard what Madam Sheng San said.

He was immediately deeply moved and cried out, "Xiao Sheng, I received your kindness. You are a filial person!"

Lu Zhaoling: “…”

No, Your Majesty, you may not be older than Grandma Sheng.

This is nothing.

"presumptuous!"

The black-robed ghost cultivator became furious when he saw that they were actually trying to take away his whip.

He raised the whip and lashed hard at the talismans in front of him.

"Look at me destroy these inexplicable talismans!"

Lu Zhaoling swiped his golden pen, "The underworld is vast, thunder suppresses evil, all symbols merge into one, silent and powerful thunder! Urgent as a command, boom!"

As she spoke, the talismans suddenly gathered together and pounced on the black-robed ghost cultivator and the two evil spirits who had just crawled up. They gathered together and the surrounding black fog seemed to be sucked over.

The talisman is like a sphere, faintly accumulating power.

The black-robed ghost cultivator's pupils shrank, and he felt something was wrong. Just as he was about to escape, there was a loud bang, and the entire Lingsheng Palace shook.

explosion.

However, what exploded was not the power of thunder, but a vast black fog.

Those people from Xuanmen fell to the ground in an instant.