After Tang Fan finished all this, he collapsed weakly on the ground.

He struggled to take out the elixir from the Qiankun bag and swallowed it, and then took out a top-quality spiritual stone and held it in his hand. If he wanted to quickly recover his cultivation, he had to absorb a large amount of spiritual energy.

The effect of the best spiritual stone is now reflected.

However, when he thought about how many spiritual stones he had consumed when tempering his body before, he felt heartbroken.

The battle he just fought was not as simple as it seemed.

If Yufeng Baoji hadn't turned against him in battle, it would have been hard to predict who would win and who would lose.

The surrounding battlefield gradually returned to calm. Under the leadership of Tang Tianhai, all the killers trained by the Illuminati and the Spirit Hall were killed.

After Tang Fan recovered some of his cultivation, he took out the treasure pestle from his back and said with emotion: "I have done what I promised you. Next, I will completely free your body!"

"Aren't you greedy for its power? I think that with the power of your consciousness, you can completely destroy me and become its master..."

The girl's spirit spoke slowly, seemingly sincerely, but also as a test.

"Although the body of this treasure is your body, it has become an evil thing under the various refinements of drunkenness. If one day it has the power to destroy the heaven and the earth, I will not allow it to exist. This is not only

Just to keep my promise to you."

"Whether it's good or evil, it's just my thoughts. If you want to use it, I will support you unreservedly. It's all up to you!"

"This is your body. It has made you endure too much grievance and shame. Can you still endure it and continue to endure the sufferings of the world?"

"Thank you!"

The girl's spirit's voice was choked with sobs. She was really moved this time, and at the same time she completely believed in Tang Fan.

"I'm going to destroy it, how can I save this remnant of your soul from it?"

"This thing is not so easy to destroy. When I was refining it with enthusiasm, many heavenly materials and earthly treasures were added, as well as the blessing of magic spells. Ordinary fire cannot destroy it, unless there is divine fire..."

"What a coincidence..."

Tang Fan's consciousness moved, and the Golden Crow Divine Fire flew in front of him.

"I haven't finished what I just said. Divine fire is not enough. I also need to break the spell that imprisons my soul. Otherwise, I will be destroyed together with it!"

"this……"

Just when Tang Fan was surprised, the voice of the weapon spirit came from his mind: "Boy, give her the "Soul Crossing Yongji Sutra" and see if she can practice it. If so, you can cast the spell together and she should be able to break through.

Opening spell."

"Is this okay?"

"Its soul is too weak. If it can be replenished, coupled with the power of your consciousness, there will be unexpected effects."

Tang Fan was overjoyed and immediately sent a message to the girl's spirit: "I'm going to teach you a set of skills now. You can see if you can practice it. Maybe we can break the spell together."

"good."

The girl's spirit agreed painfully.

Tang Fan immediately passed the "Soul Crossing to Yongji Sutra" to her through his spiritual consciousness.

The girl's spirit thought for a long time and murmured: "This skill is really mysterious. It can just repair my remaining soul."

"Then you practice first, and I'll just restore my cultivation."

"Your name is Tang Fan?"

"Yes, what is your name again? Where are you from? Is it the mortal world or the spiritual world, or the spiritual palace?"

"I don't know. Monk Zuixin destroyed all my memories, leaving only a trace of my soul to help him refine this treasure. The rest, I don't remember anything..."

The girl's spirit sighed, feeling helpless.

"Don't worry, maybe you will slowly recover your memory in the future."

"That's not important anymore. From now on, you are my only relative and friend..."

Although the voice of the girl's spirit was still sad, it revealed a glimmer of hope.

"Let's get started, for your new life!"

The girl's spirit stopped talking and started practicing seriously.

Tang Fan turned his head and glanced at the body of the drunken monk in the pit beside him, which had been integrated with the soil. He raised his hand and grabbed the blood-stained storage bag.

He wiped away the consciousness on it, opened it, and felt a burst of ecstasy.

In addition to some elixirs, there are hundreds of spiritual coins and a token from the spiritual world in the storage bag!

Tang Fan took out all these things, checked them carefully, and put them all into his Qiankun bag. Only the spirit world token was left in his hand.

"His spirit card is slightly different from mine. It is obviously not as refined as mine. This shows that he only has an ordinary status in the spirit world. However, I can use it to walk in the spirit world in the future, so I have one more person.

substitute……"

While Tang Fan was muttering to himself, Tang Tianhai came over. Brother Dongfang was leading people to clean up the battlefield.

Whether it's the Illuminati of Mosi or the Soul Palace killers headed by Zuixin Monk, they all have a lot of treasures, and the Nine Departments can be considered a windfall this time.

Tang Tianhai stared at the pestle in Tang Fan's hand, frowned and said: "There is such an evil method in the world!"

"Did you come to see it too?"

"Well, I don't know the details, but I can see..."

Tang Tianhai couldn't bear to continue talking and shook his head.

"Yes, a young girl, but..."

"However, this treasure is very powerful. If you can use it..."

"I'm going to ruin it!"

Tang Fan knew what he meant and interrupted him directly.

"It's a pity."

"I promised it. I won't let it endure the suffering in this world anymore, and its body should be freed."

Tang Fan stroked the round head of the treasure pestle with his hand, which was his promise to the girl's spirit.

Tang Tianhai looked surprised and asked: "Does she still have spiritual consciousness?"

"It's a pity that all her memories have been erased, and she doesn't even know her origins."

"It's a pity, you can decide for yourself."

Tang Tianhai stopped talking, pointed to the battlefield over there, and said: "You are the main force in this battle and have the greatest credit. Look at these trophies..."

"Let them share it, treat it as a benefit given by the director to his subordinates!"

"This... is not good, actually..."

Tang Tianhai looked a little embarrassed.

"You have to pretend for a while longer and take back what I said."

When Tang Tianhai heard this, he stopped pretending and turned around to leave. That's a simple matter!

"Old guy, he's full of bad ideas!"

How could Tang Fan not see that Tang Tianhai was not asking for his opinion, it was just a formality.

At this time, the treasure pestle in Tang Fan's hand suddenly shone brightly, and there was a powerful wave of spiritual consciousness.

"So strong?"

Tang Fan was shocked. The girl had only cultivated for such a short time and already had such strong soul power, which showed that her qualifications were extremely high.

If she could live until now, her cultivation...he didn't dare to think about it.

It can be seen from the patina on the treasure pestle that it has been in the hands of monk Zuixin for at least decades. She is at least Tang Fan's grandmother...

"Let's come together and break the spell!"

After Tang Fan felt the girl's efforts, he quickly started the "Soul Crossing Yongji Sutra", integrated the soul power into the treasure pestle, and fought with her against the spell.

After the soul power of the two people was superimposed, the pestle trembled violently, and the spell binding the girl's spirit showed signs of loosening.

"If you work harder, there is a way!"

At this moment, Tang Fan didn't care that his cultivation level had not yet fully recovered, and activated the human soul splitting to incorporate stronger soul power.

"Now let the divine fire burn it, both internally and externally!"

The voice of the weapon spirit came out again.

"Xiao Jin, burn!"

Tang Fan no longer hesitated and threw the pestle out.

The Golden Crow Divine Fire received the order, and the fire surged in intensity, completely wrapping the Baozhu inside and burning crazily.

"Boy, this is your great blessing..."

Qi Ling murmured to himself, but a smirk appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Crack!"

A violent sound came from the center of the flame, and the treasure pestle showed signs of breaking into pieces under the heat of the sacred fire.

"boom!"
Chapter completed!