Wang Gan nodded, waved his hand, a dark magic light emerged from his fingertips, and then formed a strange rune, which buzzed on Qi Shaobai's forehead and penetrated directly into his soul. In an instant, Wang Gan felt that he had controlled Qi Shaobai's life and death. With a thought, he could understand all the thoughts in his heart, and even control him to explode directly. Now he was completely relieved. With a wave of his hand, he took out the demonic energy that kept surging in Qi Shaobai's body. A long breath, in a short time, Qi Shaobai was sweating heavily, and walked around the edge of life and death. When he saw Wang Gan, he immediately stood by his side respectfully, and did not dare to have any other thoughts. He had already felt that there was a mysterious and profound talisman deep in his soul, which seemed to be able to see his soul, which made him even more frightened.