Chapter 429 Why did she get here?

Qi Feng looked inside with a serious face, and saw only a golden light and countless evil spirits and demons gathering inside, but no female monks.

Ouyang Baichuan and Qi Ming also looked inside after hearing what was said. Especially the latter, when he heard the female monk's words, he had a bad feeling in his heart.

As expected, his face changed drastically when he saw the familiar talisman array in the golden light.

"Fuck! Why did she get here?!"

Qi Ming rushed into the Netherworld without thinking, and his speed was so fast that Ouyang Baichuan, who was only half an arm's length away from him, disappeared before he could react.

"Oh my god!" Ouyang Baichuan's face changed drastically, "What's wrong with him? How dare he enter the Netherworld?!"

Is the Ghost King so awesome? You can enter the Netherworld just by saying so!

"How did he get in?" Lei Yan asked anxiously.

Qi Feng's face also looked ugly. If Qi Ming went in, they would lose a comrade. Under the effect of the barrier, one could only enter but not exit.

Moreover, Qi Ming's impulsive behavior made him think of something. Sure enough, in the black fog, he vaguely saw the familiar figure in the innermost part.

Qi Feng's grip on the knife suddenly tightened.

"The female monk inside is Yang Fan!"

Lei Yan blurted out, "Who is Yang Fan?"

"Yang Fan?" Ouyang Baichuan was shocked. "Yang Fan from Huangquan Station?!"

...No way, even if Stationmaster Yang has a bad temper, he wouldn't run to the Netherworld to kill ghosts to vent his anger, right?

It should be said that he guessed the truth.

In the eyes of those evil ghosts and monsters, this protracted battle was nothing more than a warm-up exercise before dinner, and they had no fear of Yang Fan's Heavenly Thunder Talisman Formation at all.

But the evil ghosts and demons who were immersed in excitement and madness did not notice that after such a long time, Yang Fan was holding up such a large talisman formation by himself. Not only did his spiritual energy not get depleted, but it even became stronger and stronger, and the talisman formation was still expanding.

"Yang Fan!" Qi Ming held the brush and used it like a bulldozer to continuously clear away the evil spirits and monsters surrounding outside. He tore a small hole, squeezed to the innermost part, and shouted at Yang Fan in the talisman formation.

Qi Ming raised his hand and slammed the evil ghost that was crowding over, "Get out of here!"

"Yang Fan! Stop the talisman formation. I'll take you out!" Qi Ming said anxiously, "Your talisman formation won't do much harm to them. It will only consume your spiritual power!"

The sounds of thunder and lightning and the roars of evil spirits and monsters were mixed together, and the sound was tremendous, but Yang Fan, who was in the middle of the formation, still heard Qi Ming's voice amidst the huge noise. She turned her head and looked in Qi Ming's direction.

Their eyes met in the air across the Sky Thunder Talisman Array, and there were many emotions in his eyes that she could not understand.

Qi Ming stood at the edge of the talisman formation, feeling extremely anxious but not daring to take a step forward. The distance between the two of them seemed as if they were in two different worlds, and if he took a step forward he would be crushed to pieces.

Yang Fan looked at him deeply, and his hands did not stop moving, but became faster.

Yang Fan's Heavenly Thunder Talisman Array would cause harm to Qi Ming, so he couldn't rush in. Therefore, he could only stand beside the talisman array and help Yang Fan clear out the evil spirits and monsters around him.

After he made his move, the evil spirits and monsters around him seemed to sense some familiar aura from him, and they turned their guns towards him and attacked.

Compared to the monks with profound spiritual energy, Qi Ming, as a ghost messenger, seemed to have greater appeal to them.

Qi Ming was not at all flustered by this situation. He controlled his ghost power and dealt with the attacks of the evil ghosts and demons, gradually leading them outside and helping Yang Fan to divert the firepower.

Yang Fan noticed it immediately. She looked at Qi Ming with an inexplicable dark look in her eyes, and quickly changed her hand gestures, directing lightning towards Qi Ming's direction. The lightning continued to sweep across the evil spirits and demons attacking him. Lei Yan, Qi Feng, Ouyang Baichuan and others outside stared inside in shock for a long time.

"...Oh my god, these two are so awesome." Ouyang Baichuan muttered to himself.

The ghost general beside him heard his complaints and said subconsciously, "They are not two people, but a ghost and a person."

The wording must be precise.

Is this the time to pull this? Ouyang Baichuan looked at him expressionlessly.

The ghost general blinked innocently. Even at this moment, the words should be chosen carefully.

……

On the other side, the seven ghosts gathered together again to play mahjong.

Ling Ye, who had told them many times, talked about the day when he was scared by Yang Fan in Haosi Bar. "You don't know, Yang Fan suddenly appeared in the bar that day and scared me to death. Fortunately, I..."

"Fortunately, you are smart, resourceful, quick-witted, quick-witted, graceful, handsome, and suave...that's why you escaped this disaster."

Yu Xiu finished the rest of the sentence and rolled his eyes speechlessly. He had heard these words so many times that his ears were callused.

Ling Ye raised his eyes and gave him an approving look, waved his hands, and said modestly, "It's not that powerful, I just dodged it casually."

"Aren't these all your words—"

"Ring ring ring..."

Yu Xiu suddenly stopped talking and stared blankly at the old bell hanging on the roof. The bell had been hanging there for a long time and had not rung before, but it rang again today.

The attention of other ghosts was drawn over there. The clear sound of the bells struck their hearts like a heavy hammer, making them feel heavy and depressing.

In the blink of an eye, all the ghosts in the house disappeared, the mahjong machine was still running automatically, a set of arranged mahjong tiles automatically came out of it, and finally everything returned to peace.

……

Qi Ming waved his brush to repel the evil spirits and demons that were pouring up one by one.

The resentment in the Netherworld will have a certain impact on him. He cannot exert his full strength here. If he uses too much force, he may be eroded by the resentment.

The more advanced the ghost's cultivation, the more difficult it is to eliminate after being corroded by resentment.

So at the beginning he was able to deal with it with ease and kept repelling those evil spirits and demons.

But as time went on, the cultivation levels of these evil ghosts and monsters were mostly comparable to his, and some were even more advanced than him. He suppressed his ghost power so as not to be affected by the resentment, and gradually he found it difficult.

Those evil ghosts and monsters attacked Qi Ming while fighting with their companions. They all wanted to eat Qi Ming.

One of the monsters with a human body and a bird's head attacked Qi Ming most fiercely. Its wide-open eyes were filled with desire for him. Eat him, eat him, eat him, and it would be able to escape from this hellhole. Eat him, eat him...

Qi Feng and the others outside also realized that Qi Ming was no match for those evil ghosts and monsters.

The horror of the Netherworld lies in the fact that there are a huge number of evil ghosts and demons in it, and relying on the resentment inside, they will constantly repair their wounds and improve their cultivation. They cannot be killed and cannot be killed completely.

"…It's over, it's over. He's going to die in there." Lei Yan sighed and shook his head.

Young people are impulsive and dare to go anywhere.