"Dang Zhuo!"

Mes trembled with anger. When did the young master of the Mes family suffer such humiliation?

"You shouldn't provoke him..."

Monica flew to Mes with a sarcastic look on her face.

"you……"

Mes glared at Monica fiercely, not knowing what to say.

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

Mes looked at Monica, speechless.

"You don't have his courage, his strength, and you don't have his...humor!"

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

"What must be? Are you suing me to those old guys? Haha..."

"Do you have no other ability except this? It's really annoying..."

Monica looked contemptuous, and she seemed to feel uncomfortable even looking at him more!

"you……"

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

"Don't look down on others!"

Mes raised his eagle-winged axe and saw that Tang Fan was about to rush over, and Tang Fan had already rushed towards his other two subordinates!

"Tang Zhuo, I want you to die!"

When Mes saw that Tang Fan could not be cloned, he immediately accelerated. He and the Eagle-winged Axe were merged into one, like a big roc spreading its wings, and his sharp roar resounded through the sky!

The eagle blades on both sides of the axe shot out a cold light. Wherever the light passed, there was a sound of hunting wind in nothingness, as if a force outside the sky was blessed on the axe.

Tang Fan's spiritual sense moved and felt that the entire sky was suppressed.

This axe is indeed a bit weird. As soon as it was lifted, it used the power of heaven and earth to exude a momentum that swept everything!

Tang Fan was about to take out the Soul-Devouring Cauldron, but unexpectedly, the voice of the weapon spirit came from the dragon crystal: "Boy, you can't be nurtured in vain, right?"

“Can it work?”

"If it was not controlled by you and me, it should be stronger than you!"

"real?"

Tang Fan was overjoyed. The soul splitting has been under the guidance of the spirit recently, and he didn't know how powerful this guy is.

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

The fog twisted into a human form, with a faint appearance of Tang Fan and a gloomy aura, like a devil.

"Go and let me see your skills!"

"Bang!"

The soul splitting received the command and disappeared instantly. When it appeared again, it had already arrived in front of Mes.

"You...how did you have a innate spirit!"

Mes was shocked and quickly turned his head to look at Monica, and suddenly realized.

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

Monica didn't say anything, stroked her chest with her hands, and looked at Tang Fan's soul-dividing with curiosity.

She also wanted to know what special things are Tang Fan’s innate spirit that can attract her spiritual treasures...

"Look carefully!"

Tang Fan turned his head and looked at Mes calmly, then changed his seal technique with both hands and pointed at the two remaining subordinates of Mes!

"Let them go!"

Mess knew that the death of these people was meaningless.

"You are the one who killed them!"

Of course, Tang Fan would not give up. A cold light flew out from his fingers, as if it was a series of white blades, and golden thunder spread out in the sky behind the white blades.

"Think about the Heart Sutra!"

Tang Fan roared to the sky, and the ice, snow, wind and frost roared away under the thunder, forming a huge vortex. The center of the vortex was filled with ice, snow and frost, and instantly formed an ice, snow and killing world, trapping the two of them.

"ah……"

The two of them had nowhere to escape, and their bodies and sounds were torn apart at the same time, gradually disappearing in the center of the ice and snow vortex, and gradually there was no movement.

"Did you see it?"

Tang Fan turned around and looked at Mes.

But at this time, Mes had no time to take care of Tang Fan, and he had been entangled by the soul splitting.

The soul-dividing figure was ghostly, and wherever it passed, it was pitch black, and countless evil spirits were produced, roaring and pounced on Mes.

"Xuantian Demon Spirit Sutra!"

Monica recognized at a glance that the magic in the Xuantian Demon Spirit Sutra was cast at this moment.

"Get out!"

Mes was facing a great enemy, holding the eagle-winged axe in both hands, aiming at the soul splitting, and slashing it down on his head!

“Buzz…”

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

"Click!"

The soul split in the black fog was also divided into two, and the black air dissipated to both sides. The evil ghosts in it let out painful wails, creating great resentment.

"Haha... Just you can't bear my eagle-winged axe at all!"

Mes laughed loudly, and he felt that he could even split Tang Fan's innate spirit, and naturally he could kill him!

However, Tang Fan was not worried much. The soul splitting was connected to his original deity. He could clearly feel that its soul was not damaged.

The soul split is not a physical entity, and it is difficult to completely erase it unless it can destroy its soul.

What's more, Tang Fan and the spirit have devoted a lot of effort to split the soul. He is many times stronger than Bai Yu that day!

"Um?"

Mes's smile suddenly froze because he found that the split soul in front of him was fusing and soon returned to his previous appearance.

"Impossible! How can you block my eagle-winged axe!"

Mes' heart was cold. This eagle-winged axe is one of the ten legendary artifacts. It is invincible and has never lost its hand!

"A soul is added..."

Tang Fan thought silently. He knew very well that the soul splitting could be stronger in battle, but more adjustments were needed between him and the soul splitting.

If it is in a crisis, wouldn’t it mean that you have an extra life?

"This idiot, he wouldn't use this axe at all, and he didn't even exert one-tenth of its divine power!"

The spirit of the weapon shook his head inside the dragon crystal.

"Senior, how should I use this axe?"

"have no idea!"

"you……"

Tang Fan greeted the old guy's ancestors in his heart.

"sky……"

The soul suddenly spoke, and the voice was strange, not like a human voice, and it was very penetrating.

"Heaven...demon!"

The soul splitting figure changed and turned into a black ball. In the middle of the ball, it exposed its hideous and terrifying face, full of magic.

Ghosts become demons?

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

"Destroy!"

The ball made a thunderous sound as it rotated, crushing away!

With its attack, time and space seemed to be still, and Mes's feet seemed to have roots, as if they were stationary.

His expression was in great pain, and his face also emitted a black air, as if he wanted to break free from his spiritual control and wanted to merge with the black ball.

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