A gust of black wind swept past the skeleton, scattering the entire skeleton to the ground, white claws digging deep into the pile of intestines.

The uncontrollable dustmane began to loosen and floated towards the sky.

The little concubine hurriedly stepped forward, grabbed the dust, and shook it into the sky a few times.

There was a white shadow in the sky, scattered by the dusty mane.

"What's that?"

"Cao Duan's soul, the dust has dispersed his soul, haha, we are no longer under his control." The concubine was very excited.

"Kill, kill, kill......"

Suddenly, Tan Cang began to roar, his body gradually could not maintain a human form, his limbs became long and slender, his head was also pulled to the ground, his facial features moved his position, and the people and ghosts present were stunned, they didn't know what happened to Tan Cang.

"Tan Cang, what evil have you fallen into, wake up quickly, we have joined forces to disperse Cao Duan's soul, and no one will control us anymore.

Everyone is a free man, and they no longer have to be controlled by anyone, and they are no longer deceived by Cao Duan. This time you have the greatest credit, in our royal palace, you are the only one who dares to stand up and tell the truth. ”

Tan Cang grinned, still repeating the words: "Kill, kill, kill......"

His body swelled suddenly, rushing towards Kong Zhe and them like ten thousand sword rays.

His feet could not move, and his body was stretched long, long, like a slender arch bridge that was about to fall apart.

Tan Cang's eyes turned black and red, and black and red tears fell from their sockets, not so much tears as blood droplets falling from their sockets.

"Kill ......"

The killing voice he shouted gradually dimmed, and he was already weak.

No one knows what will happen to him next.

Suddenly, Kong Zhe came to Tan Cang as fast as he could.

None of the demons knew how he could appear with such speed.

They only knew that in the blink of an eye, he had already appeared there, pinching the trick with one hand and pressing the silver pen against Tan Cang's forehead with the other.

"The resentment is gone! The True Soul Returns! ”

Tan Cang's forehead burst at the tip of the silver pen, and a thick puff of black smoke quickly dispersed.

The black qi did not dissipate, and scattered and split along the direction of the tip of the pen, forming countless black cords, which crossed the barrier of the silver pen, and turned back, changing into tens of millions of rattan sticks that tightly entangled Kong Zhe.

Seeing that Kong Zhe couldn't break free from the shackles of tens of millions of rattans, and was about to be entangled by Tan Cang's resentment and died, Kong Zhe suddenly shouted: "Collect!" ”

After Kong Zhe finished shouting, the black rattan tied to his body quickly flew towards the tip of the silver pen.

Tan Cang's burst skull was also slowly recovering, and after about half a minute, Tan Cang had completely returned to his previous appearance.

Tan Cang looked down at the few black blood tears on the ground, and slowly squatted down.

With sharp claws, he dug up the blood and tears on the ground and held them in his hands.

Then he pressed his hands on his chest and looked up to the sky and sighed, as if he had repented to the sky. With that sigh, his breath began to rapid.

"Be careful." The king's concubine shouted behind her.

"Do you want me to do it?" The shadow ghost Zhang Duo whispered in Kong Zhe's ear, and Kong Zhe realized that Zhang Duo was by his side at all times.

"Not for the time being, it's not too late for you to make a move when I can't handle it." Kong Zhe is full of confidence.

He knew that Tan Cang's soul was still being controlled by other ghosts, maybe it was the soul of the chief manager Cao Duan who was still haunting.

The change in Tan Cang's mood this time must have something to do with the few black blood tears he dug up from the ground.

Kong Zhe snorted, took out a spell paper from his arms and walked towards Tan Cang.

This is a soul locking spell, which can lock the black demon soul attached to Tan Cang's body, and then collect it with a silver pen, and the matter is settled.

No matter what kind of ghost it is, it can't escape the absorption of the silver pen, but in the process, I don't know that Tan Cang's soul is also hurt, he is an upright ghost.

If you don't grasp the scale well, it will be a sin to affect Tan Cang.

Yesterday's book said that if you are skilled, you can't hurt Tan Cang's soul, you can only collect evil souls.

Each technique needs to be trained many times before it can be mastered.

If you are out of the way, there will be no success without sacrifice, but it is a righteous ghost who is sacrificed.

Kong Zhe rushed head-on this time into Tan Cang, who pounced forward.

Moreover, that soul-locking spell had to be attached to Tan Cang's head in order to work.

It's really a technical job.

Tan Cang was hit into a rage, and a claw slashed through.

Trying to tear Kong Zhe in half, Kong Zhe quickly retreated, the tips of his claws swept across Kong Zhe's chest, cutting a cut in his clothes. It just didn't come into contact with the skin, so it was dangerous.

"Originally, I wanted to let you live, but now I completely broke off the idea of forgiving you!"

He sneered, threw the soul locking spell in his hand into the air, and immediately escaped from his arms Another spell was also thrown into the air.

Then the words came out of his mouth.

"Fixed, locked, fixed, locked......"

The spell thrown into the air swirled in mid-air, and then fell rapidly, and when it fell as high as Tan Cang's head, it neither fell nor rose, as if it was being held up by something.

When Kong Zhe recited it for the sixth time, the two spells began to move slowly.

Looking at the two spells hanging in the air, Tan Cang's eyes suddenly appeared with a confused gaze, he seemed to believe it or not, but it could be seen that there was still a worry.

He didn't want to take any chances, but he gave it a try. Maybe this was his only chance to escape, and if he missed it, there would be no more.

It is also the only chance for him to make a comeback, and the two are lighter than the other.

The spell began to speed up, and arrows flew towards Tan Cang's head.

Tan Cang suddenly realized the seriousness of the matter, and ran away.

The spell seems to have a very strong ability to recognize, and wherever Tan Cang runs, the spell chases after him.

Tan Cang rushed left and right under the pursuit of the spell, and from time to time let out a terrifying scream.

However, those two spells were as hot as missiles, and they never left him.

"Why?"

He desperately tried to escape the two spells, and his voice was hoarse, "Why, why? ”

Yes, fate you can never figure out, and you won't follow your wishes.

Looking at Tan Cang's invisible, the little concubine of the Venerable King couldn't help but feel a little soft-hearted when she heard Tan Cang's crying voice.

But after thinking about it, what is being chased now is not Tan Cang's own soul, but the soul of Cao Duan, the chief manager who controls the thousands of souls in the Venerable King's Mansion by controlling the Venerable King.

In fact, the ghosts and ghosts in the palace of the king did not have the opportunity to be reincarnated, but those opportunities were deprived by Cao Duan.

Today, he deserves it.