Ling Jun and Long Yingyun were stopped on their way back to Jing Mansion by the sudden appearance of ghosts, and Lin Yucheng in Jing Mansion was no better.

Because what Lingjun had told him about the July 15th operation, he thought that the Xunjing was not yet fully controlled, so he threw himself on it, and forgot about himself.

There are a total of nine prohibitions in Xunjing, which sounds like they can't compare to the ninth-order magic weapons that can be forbidden with hundreds of treasures at every turn, but can the prohibition of the artifacts born from heaven and earth be the same as the prohibitions created by these acquired beings?

Lin Yucheng has spent countless efforts, and now he has only mastered the sixth level, and according to his estimate, mastering the seventh level will almost solve the current problem - even if he can't, there is no time to wait.

At first, he didn't notice that the light in the room was gradually dimming, let alone that he hadn't heard the sound of insects and birds calling for a long time, until he had a flash of inspiration, broke through the first layer of the barrier and refined the seventh prohibition, and when he was about to rest for a while, he realized that something was wrong.

The changes in the aura of Zhichuan City couldn't hide it from him, and when he went out to take a look, he found that there was not a single living person in the entire Jing Mansion, and there was not a single candle flame in sight, so he was shocked.

Lin Yucheng calculated the time, sensed the outside situation, and finally realized what was happening, his expression changed drastically, and he immediately walked towards the cellar.

The people they had captured before were all locked up in the cellar, including Jing Hong, and in order to prevent them from making any trouble, Lin Yucheng also performed a slumber spell on them, and it was not yet time for the spell to fail.

People are easily disturbed by evil ghosts in their dreams, not to mention that they are still in the cellar and waiting for the yin land, when Lin Yucheng arrived, some illusory figures had already appeared in the cellar, all of them described as terrifying, and at first glance they knew that they were not good ghosts.

The ghost creature greedily sniffed at the smell of living flesh and blood in the air, and looked at the sleeping ones, their eyes full of covetousness.

The cultivators of the human race, the demon race and other races are full of qi and blood, and they are the most likely to provoke ghosts, but Lin Yucheng, who was born in the ghost race and has a somewhat similar origin qi to the ghosts, did not attract the attention of the ghosts - even if a few ghosts glanced at him, they didn't do anything to him, and seemed to regard him as a companion.

Lin Yucheng didn't dare to be careless, it was precisely because he knew the relationship between the ghost clan and the ghost clan that he suppressed the realm, flesh and blood aura and killing intent as soon as he arrived, in order to be able to take a head start.

Now it seems that the cultivation of these ghost creatures is not weak, but he has a Xun mirror in his hand, and it is not troublesome to deal with - I just don't know how many ghost things will come in the future, and now he needs to save some spiritual power, after all, the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth in Zhichuan City is thin and difficult to replenish.

He crept into the demons, and when the demons finally couldn't resist devouring the flesh of the sleeping people, he suddenly struck, and the light of the mirror flickered a few times, and when it was darkened for the last time, there was not a single ghost left in the cellar.

Lin Yucheng still didn't dare to relax, he knew very well that with so many monks gathered in the cellar, how powerful the attraction of ghosts would be to the city—next, he would face a steady stream of ghost attacks......

He glanced at Jing Hong, Ye Shijian and Ye Dumei helplessly, and couldn't help but complain a little: "I have paid too much for you......"

The three of them slept like pigs, they couldn't hear anything, and naturally they couldn't react.

Taking advantage of the fact that the ghost thing had not yet come, Lin Yucheng began to set up the formation first.

What he arranged was not the kind of formation that the Terran monks were good at, but the exclusive formation of the Phantom Race, and he only needed the Netherworld Hidden Ying when arranging.

Lin Yucheng is not good at the way of formation, he was forced by the clan elder to learn such a hand, and now he is still a little stumbling when he uses it, and the effect is not satisfactory after the formation is arranged, only a small half of the qi and blood of the monks are covered, and it may be able to attract less ghosts - but it is also very limited.

He had no choice but to bury them in a pile of Netherworlds—the Netherworlds were yin, barely able to suppress their yang energy any longer.

Every household will burn paper and incense at the door during the Midyear Festival, in order to keep the ghosts from entering the mansion, even if the Jingfu is in chaos because of the disappearance of the owner, the old people in the mansion will not delay this matter, according to common sense, ghosts cannot enter.

But the cellar of Jingfu is not a simple cellar, it also has a secret passage to the rest of the city, perhaps this is how those ghosts came in in the first place.

Therefore, after Lin Yucheng finished arranging the formation, he blocked the secret passage, set up a ban at the entrance of the secret passage, and then stayed in the center of the cellar and waited quietly.

He didn't have to wait long, greed sharpened the perception of the ghosts, and soon a group of ghosts appeared—unexpectedly, they didn't come in through the cellar entrance or the secret entrance, but from the ground.

Lin Yucheng was almost caught off guard, but fortunately, there were not many ghosts, so nothing went wrong.

But his face became more and more serious, because he realized a problem—the hell gate was opened, the yin and yang realms were gone, and the ghosts came from the underworld to the yang world, where was the first place where they were buried?

These creatures come out of the ground...... Doesn't that mean that there is a cemetery under the cellar?

"Jing Hong, didn't they find someone to come to see Feng Shui when they built their house?!" Lin Yucheng almost wanted to cry without tears.

No matter what he thought, now was not the time to think about it, the appearance of this group of ghosts seemed to open a certain floodgate, and soon more and more ghosts came out of the ground, and the demons danced wildly, and the ghosts cried unconsciously, which was extremely terrifying.

Some of the ghosts were so intelligent that they would sneak a few glances at him and move silently towards the sleeping monks, while some of them, carried away by greed, crawled out and threw themselves at the monks with their teeth and claws, and if it weren't for the ghosts' lack of saliva, they would have been stained with a few inches of soak.

At this time, Lin Yucheng calmed down, he held the Netherworld Hidden Ying in one hand and the jade mirror in the other, killing the ghosts mercilessly, letting the screams be endless, the yin wind roaring and roaring, and he did not let any of the ghosts escape from his killing circle and hurt those monks.

Gradually, he could no longer remember how many ghosts he had killed, but by the occasional light of the Xunjing mirror, he could see that the blue brick floor of the cellar had been stained with a layer of black gas at some point.

Every time a ghost flew into ashes, the black gas on the ground became heavier until it covered the ground and spread towards the four walls and ceilings......

"Roar!"

A deafening roar exploded in the cellar, and even the monks who had been slumbered by the Sleeping Technique couldn't help but frown in pain—their spirits were under attack!

Lin Yucheng, who was immersed in killing, was shocked, and sped up to sweep away the other imps, and looked at the monster that suddenly appeared in the cellar with a sharp gaze - a spirit ghost of the Jindan stage!