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The big monster stopped roaring, the originally noisy noise, the shrill laughter stopped, and all the strange aura settled down, and did not dare to make trouble.

The big monster had a pair of golden eyes that fell on the lines that hung in the air, watching it keep writing, waiting for the moment when it put pen to paper.

At last, the great monster laughed, laughing presumptuously, but silently, as if it had seen the dawn of dawn, and the fear disappeared instantly.

The darkness that shrouded Ye Han's soul consciousness gradually calmed down, and they all shifted their attention to the place where the lines were, and the green Yin light trembled and jumped, as if there was a strong uneasiness.

Finally, the painter dropped the last stroke, hovering in mid-air, it was actually a circular pattern, with countless lines in the pattern, flowing bizarre and esoteric.

The black shadow that was obscuring Ye Han's vision gradually dispersed, and the resentment of the corpse soul that devoured Ye Han's soul consciousness stopped moving as if it had lost power. Ye Han regained a trace of dominance, his eyes glanced at the circular pattern, and when he touched the mysterious pattern, his entire soul body trembled violently.

There seemed to be a spiritual light in his mind, and a similar pattern appeared, Ye Han was like a complete realization, the pattern in his mind and the pattern in front of him were intertwined, the direction of this pattern, the whole picture of the pattern, was exactly the same as what he saw on Shi Nuoyu's arm that day!

How so?

On that day, Ye Han was deeply immersed in the exquisite pattern and couldn't extricate himself, he didn't know if he had understood and mastered the essence and mystery of it, but since that day, this pattern has been deeply engraved in Ye Han's mind, and it will never linger!

Just after his entire soul body was swallowed and occupied by resentment, the pattern of the pattern actually worked spontaneously, and it was fed back from the impression in his mind, and it was none other than Ye Han himself who painted the pattern in the dark space!

It was a kind of instinct to save himself, Ye Han himself didn't know how he did it, the big monster was even more unclear, an extremely powerful incomprehensible idea was involved, the pattern was formed, and when Ye Han's eyes touched the pattern pattern, the pattern seemed to come to life!

Between the subtle lines, an incomprehensible powerful energy was injected in an instant, and the power absorbed from nowhere began to bloom, and the light danced like a flame, the same green light, but so powerful that the light of resentment could not compete with it at all.

Although the light is also green, the light of resentment looks dead and dull, giving people a strong sense of ominousness, but the green light burning in the pattern is as vigorous as life, giving people a sense of vitality as if all things are recovering, so at a glance, the victory or defeat has long been doomed!

"Huh!"

The pattern moved, and the ring pattern began to rotate rapidly, the speed was immeasurable, and it evolved into a whirlpool, hovering high in the air, releasing an irresistible force of absorption, absorbing all the resentment of the corpses and souls that were arrogant in the dark space.

The resentment of those corpse souls attached to Ye Han's soul body was instantly withdrawn, and his soul body continued to shrink, and finally returned to its original state at a speed visible to the naked eye.

And that's not all, the green light emanating from around the Heart of Purgatory is constantly converging towards the vortex that emits green flame-like light, and the sound of a train crossing the light rails resounded in the air, and countless corpses and souls were pumped away.

Finally, after less than a minute of change, the corpse soul, resentment, green light completely disappeared, the whirlpool disappeared, the pattern stopped, the green light like fireworks also dimmed, the lines were still chaotic, people couldn't see the clue, and finally disappeared in mid-air.

Ye Han looked at the direction where the lines disappeared in a daze, and was so shocked that he couldn't move for a long time, and couldn't say a word.

Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration, and the pattern resurfaced in his mind, and it was as if he had seen tens of thousands of corpses in the pattern, imprisoned in a cage burning with green fireworks, subjected to purgatory-like tests.

Ye Han finally thought of the noun used to describe the pattern of the grain, it was a door, the pattern of the pattern was a door that imprisoned the souls of the corpses, behind the pattern of the patterns, there was a cage of unknown space, countless corpses and souls would be imprisoned in it, waiting for the master who controlled the door to decide their future.

Ye Han is the master of this prison door, and he has mastered the ability to control the corpse soul, which is the real ability he possesses, and he does not rely on the heart of purgatory!

"Did you see it?" Ye Han sorted out his thoughts, hid the pattern in his mind, looked up at the big monster, and laughed proudly.

"Obviously, you have mastered this ability to control the soul, but you have been treated so badly, you have made this saint cry stupidly!" The crisis was resolved, and the big monster was actually in the mood to mock Ye Han.

"What? Soul Control? Lao Tzu doesn't know what this thing is, but fortunately I've seen it once by mistake, otherwise you and I will die!"

"Only once?" the big monster was stunned.

"Yes, I saw it once on Shi Nuoyu's arm, and I thought this pattern was very sloppy, thinking it was some kind of tattoo or something. Ye Han muttered.

The big monster was silent, his heart had already turned over the river and the sea, and the waves were surging, but he looked calm and calm, and said indifferently: "Ben Sheng has been frightened, he needs to take a good rest, you hurry up." ”

"Damn, we're also comrades-in-arms, if you don't make a contribution, you have to tell me what soul control means, right? Also, who is Shi Nuoyu, you must know it, right? He can also control souls, right?" Ye Han hurriedly asked.

"Ben Sheng doesn't know anything, you hurry up and slaughter that Shi Nuoyu, so as not to have endless troubles!" The big monster still responded indifferently, it closed its eyes, and it didn't even want to look at Ye Han more.

"Hey...... You're scared. Ye Han suddenly sneered.

"Stinky little ghost, what are you talking about?" the big monster suddenly opened its mouth and asked loudly, and the golden pupil opened again, and the scorching golden light was projected towards Ye Han.

Ye Han looked at the big monster unhurriedly, even if this guy didn't want to say anything, Ye Han could guess a few points, he sneered and said: "You are in such a hurry to let me kill Shi Nuoyu because you are afraid of him! If I guess correctly, Shi Nuoyu will target me, most likely because of you." Also, I now have the ability to control souls, and although I may not be able to deal with you, this is just the beginning, and maybe one day, you will surrender to my feet!"

The big monster was speechless, the golden pupil was opposite to Ye Han, it was afraid, it found that this kid didn't seem to be as easy to fool as it imagined, from the beginning, it was wrong.