"Bell, bell, bell, bell!"

Just as Li Qing was swallowing yin qi on the fourth floor of the Fenglin Building, a loud bell suddenly rang in his ears.

When the bell rang eleven times in a row, a monstrous yin qi poured up from the basement of the building like a tide.

Suddenly, the entire building was shrouded in yin qi.

At the same time, countless ghost wails rang out one after another in the building.

However, the wail can only be heard by people with strong spiritual power or fellow yin things, and in the ears of ordinary people, only the yin wind gusts are sounded at this time.

At this time, if someone looks from the outside of the building, they will notice that the building suddenly twists.

At this moment, the yin qi of the building has become so thick that even ordinary people can see it clearly!

In the corridor, after feeling the richness of this yin qi, Li Qing instantly changed color.

The intensity of this yin qi exceeded his imagination, and under this rich yin qi, if there was a corpse, it might be transformed in an instant!

This is only dispersed, and the source of yin qi may be even more terrifying!

Thinking of this, Li Qing hurriedly flew in the direction where the yin qi was surging.

If he hadn't met that monk before, Li Qing might not have been so anxious, because if no one stopped it, this yin qi would have lasted until two or three o'clock in the morning.

Although that monk's spiritual power is low, he is not sure that he has any magic weapons.

If he suppressed the source of this yin qi, Li Qing would have more than he gained by coming to this mansion this time.

Just as Li Qing flew towards the basement of the building, on the first floor of the building, the monk had already arranged four spirit flags in the hall.

He stood expressionlessly behind a table full of magic tools and talismans, holding a tin staff in his hand, staring at the staircase.

Behind him was a charter woman sitting in a rocking chair.

At this time, the charter lady listened to the whistling wind in her ears, and her face was full of panic.

Suddenly, as the billowing yin qi poured into the first floor, I saw more than a dozen blue-faced ghosts rushing in with crazy screams.

At the same time, another gust of wind blew in.

After feeling a little cold, the charter woman asked in shock, "Master, what are these four flags for?"

At this time, where did the monk have time to reply to the charter wife, his eyes were all focused on the dozen or so resentful ghosts who were rushing towards him with their teeth and claws.

At this moment, when the monk saw that a resentful ghost was rushing towards the charter woman from the corner of the wall, he suddenly widened his eyes and shouted: "Where is the evil beast running!"

As he spoke, he swung his tin staff and jumped high, smashing it at the ghost.

This tin staff was specially opened by him, so the moment it hit the ghost, the ghost was violently shaken away.

After he shook the ghost away, the other dozen or so ghosts had already rushed to his side.

Seeing this, the monk hurriedly took a few steps back, and while taking off the Buddha beads around his neck, he narrowed his eyes and shouted, "The Buddha's light shines!"

With his loud shout, I saw that the Buddha beads suddenly turned golden.

Then he used the Buddha beads to pump all the more than a dozen resentful ghosts that were close to him and flew upside down and hit the wall.

Then he hurriedly took out a few yellow cloth bags full of talismans from his bosom and jumped towards those resentful ghosts.

When he jumped over, the ghosts were whipped by the Buddha beads and just hit the wall, just when they couldn't move.

So he almost didn't spend any effort to put all the more than ten resentful ghosts into the emperor's bag.

Then he threw the yellow bag to the charter wife, and ran towards the second floor with a tin rod with a vicious face.

He found that his conjuring beast didn't seem to be working.

Generally speaking, under the attraction of the spirit flag, the ghost will automatically be sent to the door without him looking for it.

But at this moment, except for the dozen or so ghosts that he had just put in the bag, the rest seemed to have run to other floors.

"Could it be because the yin qi is too heavy?"

He thought as he ran towards the second floor.

"Oh, master, you wait for me!"

After seeing the monk leave, the charter woman jumped up from the rocking chair in fright, and then chased after the monk with a panicked expression.

At this time, Li Qing was already standing outside the door, squinting at the scene on the other side of the wooden door.

After seeing the level of yin qi in the door, Li Qing's eyes lit up a little.

No wonder the Yin Qi of the Heart Dao is so strong, behind this door is the ghost realm.

Thinking that in this ghost world, there might be hundreds or thousands of resentful ghosts waiting for him to devour, Li Qing rushed directly in.

At the same time, the monk had already installed more than thirty ghosts.

At the moment, he was panting and crawling towards the third floor.

Li Qing didn't go far after entering the wooden door, only standing less than 100 meters away from the wooden door, quietly waiting for the arrival of many ghosts like a door god.

Because he was afraid that he would go too deep and not be able to get out when the time came.

After all, there's still that monk out there!

In fact, when Li Qing came to Mumen, he just remembered this movie in his mind.

It seems that in the original play, this wooden door was really sealed by the monk.

And sealed until the end!

Just as he was intently recalling the plot of the movie, he saw a group of figures suddenly appear faintly in the fog ahead.

Then a rough voice shouted.

"Who's in the way?"

As the voice fell, I saw a red-faced ghost wearing a red robe, a burly physique, and holding a dark broadsword walking out of the fog in a pitch-black iron sedan chair.

In addition to the four little imps with blush on their faces who carried the sedan chair, there were seven or eight figures in white robes with blurred faces behind the sedan chair.

As it approached, Li Qing's eyes narrowed suddenly, and there was an aura of magic on the body of this red-faced ghost that he was very familiar with.

At the same time, the red-faced ghost's face became serious.

It felt a breath from Li Qing's body that had just finished using the Ghost Devouring Technique.

At the thought of this, a cold light flashed in its eyes.

"In this ghost world, only this king knows how to swallow ghosts!!"

Not far away, Li Qing also grinned.

His luck has actually improved!

Ran into a ghost king who can devour ghosts?

A ghost king who knows how to swallow ghosts in the ghost world, it is conceivable that the yin qi in his body is absolutely extremely strong!

Thinking of this, Li Qing took a step forward and walked slowly towards the ghost king.

When he was only a few dozen meters away from Li Qing, the red-faced ghost king suddenly rushed out of the sedan chair and shouted sharply: "Knife Transformation Technique!"

As soon as the words fell, Li Qing saw a pitch-black giant knife forty or fifty meters long falling from the sky and slashing at him.