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Chapter 464: Just a Ghost King
With a crackling sound, the flashlight in Qin Yinghao's hand went out. In the dim light, he watched the villagers walk into the river as if they were possessed.

He wanted to shout at them to get out of the way, wanted to pull them up, but he couldn't move his body, and couldn't make any sound. He could only watch in despair as the villagers walked into the river, and vaguely see the expressions of pain and struggle on their faces.

"It must be painful, watching so many people die in front of you, but you can't save them."

Suddenly, a low and hoarse voice sounded in his ears, bewitchingly saying, "Your colleagues and these innocent villagers were killed by her. She deliberately led you here just to kill you with the help of this female ghost..."

Qin Yinghao's clear eyes gradually began to blur, and before his eyes was the bloody and cruel scene of his colleagues and villagers being killed one after another by the female ghost.

“…Who wants to kill them?”

"It's Yang—"

"call out!"

The sound of a sharp weapon cutting through the air rang in Qin Yinghao's ears. A streak of black passed in front of Qin Yinghao's eyes. With a click, he heard the sound of glass breaking, followed by a painful groan.

Before Qin Yinghao could react to what was happening, his body suddenly flew into the air and quickly landed again.

……

"Old Qin, let's go."

When his colleague in front called him, Qin Yinghao's hazy vision suddenly came into focus. After a moment of hesitation, he quickly caught up and got in the car.

"That bridge is so dangerous. Luckily it was us who fell off today. It would have been terrible if an elderly person or a child with poor health had fallen off."

Qin Yinghao started the car while saying, "Remember to tell the village about this."

Qin Yinghao nodded. He felt like he had forgotten something, but he couldn't remember it no matter how hard he tried.

After the police car drove away, the villagers standing on the road looked at themselves and each other in confusion.

"Hey? Why are my clothes all wet?"

"Did it rain just now?"

Did it rain just now? Why are they all wet?
……

On the other side, the desolate and ancient village exuded a strange atmosphere in the dim light. Yan Qing looked around vigilantly, holding a piece of talisman paper in his hand.

"Grandmaster, is this the ghost mother's den?" Yan Qing asked.

Yang Fan held the lightning wood in one hand and the little white tiger in the other, and said calmly, "It's not the ghost mother's, it's just the ghost domain of an ordinary ghost king."

Although the aura around is exactly the same as that of the Netherworld, it is not the ghost domain of the Ghost Mother.

Yan Qing: “…”

In Yang Fan's mouth, the cultivation level of Ghost King realm sounds no different from that of an ordinary evil ghost.

Qi Ming's eyes were full of contempt. "He is just a ghost king who is not yet a force to be reckoned with. He has not even made any progress. I guess he has forced his way through by absorbing resentment."

Whether in the world of the living or the underworld, a ghost's cultivation to the level of Ghost King is recognized by the Heavenly Dao. Once the Ghost King is born, there will be movement in both the Yin and Yang worlds. The Ghost King who has cultivated himself in the world of the living will be extradited to the underworld by the underworld. Ghosts at the level of Ghost King cannot be allowed to stay in the world of the living without permission.

Otherwise, it will be a great threat to the world of the living.

Although he was a ghost king of little consequence, Qi Ming felt that the aura of this ghost was somewhat familiar. It was not the familiarity with the resentment of the Netherworld, but he seemed to have seen this ghost somewhere before.

"Yan Qing, the ghost is hiding in these houses, go and catch him." Yang Fan raised his chin towards the deserted houses in the village. Yan Qing's eyes were shining with excitement, "Okay, Grandmaster."

This was his first time fighting against a ghost at the Ghost King level, so it was a perfect opportunity to practice.

Yan Qing took a few steps forward and threw out several pieces of talisman paper at once, pinching his fingers and chanting a spell, "Draw the thunder to strike all evil, strike!"

Multiple bolts of lightning struck at the same time, and in an instant all the houses in front of them were destroyed.

Yang Fan whistled, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes. This child has quite good talent, and his Heavenly Thunder Talisman is now much more powerful than before.

Qi Ming turned his head and glanced at Yang Fan, and saw the admiration on her face, and her eyes were dark and mysterious. She had never shown this expression to him when he was so powerful before.

There was another crackling sound of thunder and lightning ahead. Qi Ming's sight fell on Yan Qing and his eyes narrowed slightly. It took such a big fuss just to catch an insignificant ghost king. He really has poor talent!
In front, Yan Qing suddenly felt a chill on his back for no reason. Alarm bells immediately rang in his heart and he threw out two more Thunder Talismans. Soon, a black shadow appeared in Yan Qing's sight.

Seeing the black shadow, Yan Qing quickly took out another piece of talisman paper, made hand gestures and chanted a spell, and a bolt of lightning struck the black shadow decisively, swiftly and accurately.

A painful groan was heard and the black shadow staggered, but the next second, the black shadow disappeared again.

Qi Ming: Tsk tsk...you even let the Ghost King go, it’s useless.

The evil ghost disappeared, but Yan Qing was not in a hurry. He took out a tracking talisman and slammed it heavily on the ground. Suddenly, countless golden threads spread on the ground and finally gathered in one place.

This is the ghost realm of evil spirits. As long as the ghost den is not broken, he will stay here.

Finally, the golden light gathered on an old locust tree in the front, which was where the evil spirit was hiding.

Yan Qing was about to take out another thunder talisman, but Qi Ming was faster than him. A brush flew out like a sharp sword and instantly pierced the old locust tree.

"Ah!" A shrill scream rang out, and everything around began to collapse and disappear. Soon, the deserted village in front of them turned into a wide road surrounded by empty farmland.

If Tang Xiaoqiang were here, he would definitely recognize that this place is behind the mountain where his aunt lives.

Yan Qing turned his head and looked at Qi Ming with a puzzled expression. Qi Ming raised his hand and put away the brush, and explained indifferently, "The ghost den will suppress your power."

Using the Heavenly Thunder Talisman consumes the most spiritual energy. When the power is suppressed, Yan Qing's repeated use of the Heavenly Thunder Talisman will accelerate the consumption of spiritual energy.

In the dim light, Qi Ming and Yang Fan could see that his face was slightly pale.

Is this enough for you to intervene? It's just for the kids to practice, why are you interfering?
Yang Fan turned his head and glanced at Yan Qing, looking puzzled.

Qi Ming: "I'm doing this for his own good. Besides, everyone in the family is waiting for us to go back for dinner. Let's make this a quick decision."

It’s definitely not because he wants to show off his skills!
Although he understood Qi Ming's meaning, Yan Qing was still a little unwilling. He was only one step away from catching the Ghost King.

When it comes to going back to eat, Yang Fan immediately changes his mind, "Yes, it's important to go back and eat!"

Little white tiger: “Awooo!” Eat!
"If you haven't fought enough, I'll go to the Netherworld Abyss and catch two ghost kings for you to practice with."

Qi Ming: ...For some reason I feel even more unhappy.

Yan Qing felt much better all of a sudden. Next time, he would definitely find a more powerful ghost king to practice with.

"Let's take a look at that ghost first."

Yang Fan's gaze shifted to the dying ghost lying in the middle of the road.