All along, the people Tang Fan wanted to kill, even if they were stronger than himself, he would take them with all his might!

At this moment, not to mention these rabble standing in front of him!

With the swing of the sword in his hand, all of them turned into a cloud of blood mist, and the wail was terrifying.

A moment later, Tang Fan rushed through the blood mist and flew in the direction of the Young Ancestor of the Heavenly Star Sect.

Behind Tang Fan, the disciples of the Heavenly Star Sect were only stumps and broken arms, and none of them were alive!

Outside of Tang Fan's Thunder Battle Armor, there was already a layer of blood.

His body shook, and this layer of blood mist was immediately shaken away, and his body was not stained in the slightest.

"Now, it's your turn!"

Tang Fan spoke coldly, and his bloodthirsty gaze shot towards the Young Ancestor of the Heavenly Star Sect in front of him.

"Let me tell you, I'm the Young Ancestor of the Heavenly Star Sect! You...... You can't kill me! ”

The Young Ancestor of the Heavenly Star Sect looked back, trembling with fright, and had to speed up again.

But as soon as his speed was about to rise, he found that a black fog barrier appeared in front of him, like a wall, revealing weirdness.

Tang Fan's split soul controlled the black fog barrier, forming a cage and buckling towards him.

"No!"

The Young Ancestor of the Heavenly Star Sect was so frightened that he was in a cold sweat, he had never seen a split soul that could also use spells, so he immediately changed his direction and rushed to the right.

However, as soon as he took two steps, he saw a small black line flying in front of him, like a cigarette, emitting a dead air.

The appearance of the black line immediately made him unstable and seemed to be restrained.

"This ...... What the hell is this kind of fun! ”

The Young Ancestor of the Heavenly Star Sect had no choice but to pinch the trick and unfold his sword qi, wanting to block the black line.

The sword qi he shot collided with the black line, and at the same time collapsed.

Just when he thought it was all right, the black line turned into a black circle again and came towards his head.

"Ah, damn it!"

The Young Ancestor of the Heavenly Star Sect had no choice but to throw out two magic weapons to block the black circle.

However, the black circle changed again, this time turning into a sharp claw, as if it had come from the Netherworld, and fiercely grabbed his Heavenly Spirit Gai.

The Young Ancestor of the Heavenly Star Sect looked at the black claws, and only felt that his brain was numb, as if his soul had been controlled by it.

He had a hunch that as long as this claw was pinned to his head, he would definitely be gone.

"Ah, fight!"

The Young Ancestor of the Heavenly Star Sect took out a talisman from the storage bag, turned around and exploded fiercely!

"Bang!"

This talisman was a flash talisman, and as it exploded, a thrust was formed, and his speed immediately increased.

"Hmph, you want to catch me, don't think about it......"

The Young Ancestor of the Heavenly Star Sect had just breathed a sigh of relief, but when he looked up, he saw Tang Fan standing on his track, looking at him and smiling.

"No ......"

The Young Ancestor of the Heavenly Star Sect let out a wail, it was too late to change direction, and his body had already fallen in front of Tang Fan.

"I'm telling you, I'm the real Ye Tang!"

Tang Fan raised his hand and pressed it on his head.

"What you, I'm ......"

"No need to introduce, I don't remember dead people in my head!"

Tang Fan's face was hideous, and his palm squeezed down fiercely.

A strong force dispersed, and at the same time, thunder flashed, like a mountain peak, pressing on the top of the head of the Young Ancestor of the Heavenly Star Sect.

"Bang!"

His head exploded immediately and he died on the spot.

"You said that you, it's not good to impersonate anyone's name, you have to pretend to be me!"

Tang Fan snatched his storage bag with his hand, and then burned his body to ashes and disappeared.

Tang Fan wiped the divine sense from the storage bag and took out the folding fan first.

Tang Fan integrated his divine sense into the folding fan, and felt the vigorous soul power from it, he raised his arm and waved it twice in the direction of the soul split.

The light flew out and exploded in front of the distracted souls, turning into black smoke that spread through.

Overjoyed, he quickly drilled into it, and quickly wiped out the black smoke.

After a full meal, he turned his head to look at the folding fan in Lord Tang's hand, looking very greedy.

Tang Fan's split soul was different from others, because he had left a trace of Bai Yu's original divine sense in accordance with the requirements of the machine spirit, so he still had memories.

Tang Fan didn't pay attention to the split soul, but lowered his head to study the folding fan in his hand.

Behind, the Thunder Beast was rolling Meng Shu towards this side.

But at the moment when Tang Fan lowered his head, the split soul suddenly rushed towards him.

"Boy, thank you for nurturing me during this time!"

"Now, it's time for me to get what belongs to me back!"

"I said earlier, your body, I'm going to decide!"

The split soul grinned, and the phantom of Bai Yu gradually emerged.

Originally, after Tang Fan refined it into a component soul, the split soul had basically become Tang Fan's appearance.

But at this time, his face gradually changed to Bai Yu's appearance.

Tang Fan raised his head and stared blankly at the split souls flying towards him, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Don't come here yet, stay away!"

Tang Fan shouted at the Thunder Beast and Meng Shu behind him.

One man and one beast noticed the anomaly, stopped moving forward, and retreated to the side.

"Bang!"

With a muffled snort, Bai Yu's soul suddenly disappeared.

Then, a large area of mist appeared in front of Tang Fan, and within this mist, a gray palm stretched out, on which in addition to the black lines of the ghost cultivator's signature, there were also thunderbolts.

With great speed, it grabbed towards Tang Fan.

Tang Fan didn't dodge, looked at the gray-white palm in front of him fearlessly, and sneered:

"Do you think I didn't know that you hid a part of yourself when you erased your consciousness?"

"You don't want to think about it, since I dare to leave your ghost cultivation inheritance, there must be a means to control you!"

"If you wait a little longer, you might be a real threat to me. But now, a split soul is a split soul! ”

Tang Fan's face changed, and he roared angrily: "Nine Turns Divine Illusion Sutra!" ”

Tang Fan's four-layer divine consciousness was all opened, and he crushed the split soul.

The gray-white palm in front of him also stopped in mid-air, trembling incessantly.

"Ah, don't control me!"

"Don't......"

Bai Yu let out a miserable scream, he had ignored one thing before, as Tang Fan's split soul, he was already a part of Tang Fan's divine sense.

As long as Tang Fan unleashed the power of divine consciousness, then his soul would lose itself.

What's more, the divine sense he had hidden at the beginning was originally just a small part of his hatred for Tang Fan, and his strength was very weak.

He had just inhaled a large amount of soul-destroying smoke, and his spiritual power had been replenished, making him mistakenly think that he could challenge Tang Fan!

"Boom!"

Finally, under the crushing of Tang Fan's powerful divine sense, the gray-white palm immediately collapsed, revealing the appearance of a split soul again.

It's just that his appearance has been transforming between Tang Fan and Bai Yu, and he is still struggling hard.

"Extinguish!"

Tang Fan pinched his fingers, and on the basis of the Divine Illusion Sutra, he performed the soul destroying technique of the Yin Fu.

"Bang!"

With a roar, the only remaining memories of Bai Yu's deity were destroyed again, but still not all.

In addition to his ghost cultivation inheritance, Tang Fan still let him keep a part of his memory.

It's just that under the control of the Divine Illusion Sutra and the Yin Fu, Bai Yu's original Yuan Shen seemed a little confused, and his memory was confused.

"Remember, you're my soul breaker."

"I am your master......"

Tang Fan muttered, his voice seemed to have some kind of magical power, deeply implanted in Bai Yu's primordial spirit.

"I'm Xiaobai, the master ......"

The appearance of the split soul changed to Tang Fan again, and Bai Yu's part of the memory was suppressed again.

"I know that you will still recover slowly and work hard to ...... practice"

"The harder you work, the happier I am......"

"I'd love to see what you can do in the end!"

Tang Fan's move was very bold, but because of the existence of the Instrument Spirit, the Nine Turns Divine Illusion Sutra, and the Yin Fu, he was not afraid of losing control of the soul.

He didn't want to erase Bai Yu's hatred and greed for himself, only in this way could he continue to cultivate ghost cultivation and strive to become stronger.

"Come back!"

Tang Fan's consciousness moved, and his soul returned to its place.

Tang Fan put the folding fan in his hand back into the storage bag of the Young Ancestor of the Heavenly Star Sect, he didn't bother to carefully inspect the treasures inside now, and flew towards Meng Shu impatiently.