"Tang Zhuo!"

Mo Si was so angry that his whole body was shaking. When had the young master of the Mo Si family suffered such humiliation?

"You shouldn't provoke him..."

Monica flew to Moss with a mocking look on her face.

"you……"

Mess stared at Monica fiercely, not knowing what to say.

"Now, do you know why I fell in love with him?"

Mess looked at Monica, speechless.

"You don't have his courage, nor his strength, nor his... humor!"

"Monica, shut up. When I return to the Illuminati, I will definitely..."

"What must it be? Are you going to report me to those old guys? Haha..."

"Do you have no other skills besides this? It's really annoying..."

Monica had a look of disdain on her face, as if even looking at him made her feel uncomfortable!

"you……"

"If I were you, I should run right now!"

"Stop looking down on others!"

Mo Si raised his eagle-winged ax and was about to rush towards Tang Fan, but Tang Fan had already rushed towards his other two subordinates!

"Tang Zhuo, I want you to die!"

When Mo Si saw that Tang Fan was unable to separate himself, he immediately increased his speed. He and the eagle-winged ax seemed to be integrated into one body, like a roc spreading its wings, and its sharp screams resounded through the sky!

The eagle blades on both sides of the ax emitted cold light. Wherever the light passed, there was a sound of hunting wind in the void, as if there was an extraterrestrial force blessing the axe.

Tang Fan's consciousness moved and he felt that the whole sky was suppressed.

This ax is indeed a bit evil. As soon as it is lifted, it uses the power of heaven and earth to emit a sweeping momentum!

Just as Tang Fan was about to take out the soul-eating cauldron, the voice of the weapon spirit came from the dragon crystal: "Boy, you can't raise your soul in vain, right?"

"Will it work?"

"If it wasn't controlled by you and me, it should be stronger than you!"

"real?"

Tang Fan was overjoyed. The split soul has been under the guidance of the weapon spirit recently, and he didn't know what this guy's combat power was.

Tang Fan's mind moved, his eyebrows flashed, and his soul flew out instantly, forming a gray-white, translucent mist.

The mist twisted into a human shape, vaguely bearing the appearance of Tang Fan, and had a sinister aura, like a devil.

"Go ahead and show me what you're capable of!"

"boom!"

The split soul received the order and disappeared in an instant. When it reappeared, it was already in front of Mess.

"You...how do you have an innate spirit!"

Moss was shocked and turned his head to look at Monica, suddenly realizing.

"This...should be the real reason why you chose him, right?"

Monica didn't say anything, she put her hand on her chest and looked at Tang Fan's ghost with curiosity.

She also wanted to know what was so special about Tang Fan's innate spirit that could attract her baby Ling'er...

"Look carefully!"

Tang Fan turned to look at Mo Si and spoke calmly, then changed his seals with both hands and pointed at the last two remaining subordinates of Mo Si!

"Let them go!"

Mo Si knew that the deaths of these people had no meaning.

"You are the one who killed them!"

Of course, Tang Fan would not give up just now. Cold light shot out from his fingers, like white blades. Behind the white blades, golden thunder spread in the sky.

"Consider the Heart Sutra!"

Tang Fan looked up to the sky and roared, and the ice, snow, wind and frost roared away under the thunder, forming a huge whirlpool. In the center of the vortex, ice, snow and flying frost surged, forming an ice and snow killing realm in an instant, trapping the two people in it.

"ah……"

The two people had nowhere to escape. Their bodies and voices were torn apart at the same time. They gradually disappeared into the center of the ice and snow whirlpool, and gradually became silent.

"Did you see that?"

Tang Fan turned around and looked at Mo Si.

But at this time, Mo Si had no time to take care of Tang Fan, as he was already entangled in his soul.

The ghostly figure of the separated soul was everywhere, and there was darkness wherever it passed. Countless ghosts emerged from it, roaring and pounced on Mess.

"Xuantian Demonic Spirit Scripture!"

Monica recognized at a glance that what the split soul was casting at this moment was the spell in the Xuantian Demon Spirit Sutra.

"Get away!"

As if facing a formidable enemy, Mo Si held the eagle-winged ax in both hands, aimed at the split soul, and struck it down on the head!

"Buzzing..."

The ax blade shone with cold light, as if falling from the sky, dividing the world into two halves...

"Kacha!"

The souls in the black mist were also split into two, and the black energy dispersed to both sides. The ghosts inside let out painful wails, generating great resentment.

"Haha... Just you, you can't withstand my eagle-winged axe!"

Mo Si laughed loudly. He felt that he could even split Tang Fan's innate spirit, so he could also kill him!

However, Tang Fan wasn't too worried. The split soul was connected to his true self, and he could clearly feel that its soul was not harmed.

The divided soul is not a physical entity, and unless its soul can be destroyed, it will be difficult to completely erase it.

What's more, Tang Fan and Qi Ling put a lot of effort into dividing the soul, and he was many times stronger than Bai Yu back then!

"Um?"

Mo Si's smiling face suddenly froze because he discovered that the split souls in front of him were merging and soon returned to their previous appearance.

"Impossible! How can you block my Eagle Wing Axe!"

Mo Si's heart froze. This eagle-winged ax was one of the top ten legendary artifacts. It was indestructible and had never failed!

"One more soul..."

Tang Fan thought silently, knowing that the split soul could still be stronger in battle, but he and the split soul needed more training.

If you are in a crisis, doesn't it mean you have an extra life?

"This idiot, he doesn't know how to use this ax at all, and he hasn't even used one-tenth of its power!"

The weapon spirit shook his head inside the dragon crystal.

"Senior, how do you use this ax?"

"have no idea!"

"you……"

Tang Fan mentally greeted all the eighteen generations of this old guy's ancestors.

"sky……"

The ghost suddenly spoke, his voice was strange, not like a human voice, and very penetrating.

"God...Devil!"

The divided soul figure transformed and turned into a black ball. In the middle of the ball, its ferocious and terrifying face was revealed, full of magic.

Can a ghost become a demon?

The more Tang Fan looked at it, the more curious he became. He really didn't understand this parted soul.

"Destroy!"

The ball made a sound like thunder as it rotated, and it crushed away!

As it struck out, time and space seemed to stand still, and Moss's feet seemed to be rooted, as if they were frozen.

His expression was in agony, and there was a faint black energy emanating from his face, as if he was trying to break free from the control of his consciousness and want to merge with the black ball.

"What...what's going on!"
To be continued...