All along, Tang Fan wanted to kill anyone, even if he was stronger than himself, he would risk his life to kill him!
At this moment, not to mention the rabble standing in front of him!
As he waved the sword in his hand, these people all turned into a ball of blood mist, and their wails were terrifying.
A moment later, Tang Fan broke out of the blood mist and flew in the direction of the young ancestor of the Tianxing Sect.
After Tang Fan died, the disciples of Tianxing Sect were left with only stumps and broken arms, and no one was left alive!
Tang Fan's thunder armor was already covered with a layer of blood.
His body shook, and the layer of blood mist was immediately blown away, without any trace of stain on his body.
"Next, it's your turn!"
Tang Fan spoke coldly, his bloodthirsty gaze directed at the young ancestor of the Tianxing Sect in front of him.
"I tell you, I am the young ancestor of the Tianxing Sect! You...you can't kill me!"
The young ancestor of the Tianxing Sect looked back and was so frightened that he trembled all over and had to speed up again.
But just as he was about to increase his speed, he discovered that a black fog barrier appeared in front of him, like a wall, and it looked weird.
Tang Fan's split soul controlled the black fog barrier, forming a cage and buckling towards him.
"No!"
The Young Ancestor of the Tianxing Sect was so frightened that he broke out in cold sweat. He had never seen a split soul that could use magic. He immediately changed direction and rushed to the right.
However, as soon as he took two steps, he saw a thin black line flying towards him, like tobacco, exuding the aura of death.
The appearance of the black line immediately made his spirit unstable, and he seemed to be restrained.
"This...what the hell is this!"
The young ancestor of Tianxing Sect had no choice but to draw his sword and spread out his sword energy, trying to stop the black line.
The sword energy he shot collided with the black line and collapsed at the same time.
Just when he thought everything was alright, the black line turned into a black circle again and was pulled over his head.
"Ah, damn the devil!"
The young ancestor of Tianxing Sect had no choice but to throw out two magic weapons to block the black circle.
However, the black circle changed again, this time it turned into a sharp claw, as if it came from the underworld and fiercely grabbed his Tianling Cap.
The young ancestor of Tianxing Sect looked at the black sharp claws and felt his brain numb, as if his soul had been controlled by it.
He had a premonition that as long as he was hit by this claw on his forehead, he would definitely be knocked out of his mind.
"Ah, let's fight!"
The young ancestor of Tianxing Sect took out a talisman from his storage bag, turned around and crushed it hard!
"Bang!"
This talisman was a flash talisman. As it exploded, it formed a thrust and his speed immediately accelerated.
"Hmph, don't even think about catching me..."
The young ancestor of Tianxing Sect just breathed a sigh of relief, but when he looked up, he saw Tang Fan standing in his path, looking at him and smiling.
"No……"
The young ancestor of the Tianxing Sect let out a wail, and it was too late to change direction. His body had already fallen in front of Tang Fan.
"I tell you, I am the real Ye Tang!"
Tang Fan raised his hand and pressed it on his forehead.
"What you, I am..."
"No introduction is needed, I don't remember dead people in my mind!"
Tang Fan looked ferocious and squeezed it hard with his palm.
A powerful force erupted, flashing with thunder, like a mountain peak, pressing on the head of the young ancestor of the Tianxing Sect.
"Bang!"
His head exploded immediately and he died tragically on the spot.
"You tell me, it's not good to fake whose name you have, you have to fake mine!"
Tang Fan conveniently snatched his storage bag, then burned his body into ashes and disappeared into smoke.
Tang Fan wiped off the consciousness on the storage bag and took out the folding fan first.
Tang Fan integrated his consciousness into the folding fan and felt the vigorous soul power. He raised his arm and slapped twice in the direction of the separated soul.
The light flew out, exploded in front of the split soul, turned into black smoke, and filled the air.
The spirit was overjoyed and quickly got in, quickly eliminating the black smoke.
After a hearty meal, he turned to look at the folding fan in Master Tang's hand, looking very greedy.
Tang Fan's split soul is different from others because it originally left a trace of Bai Yu's consciousness in accordance with the requirements of the weapon spirit, so he still has memories.
Tang Fan ignored the divided soul and lowered his head to study the folding fan in his hand.
Behind him, the Thunder Beast was rolling towards Meng Shu.
But the moment Tang Fan lowered his head, the ghost suddenly rushed towards him.
"Boy, thank you for nurturing me during this time!"
"Now, it's time for me to take back what belongs to me!"
"I told you before, I will take care of your body!"
The ghost grinned, and Bai Yu's shadow gradually emerged.
Originally, after Tang Fan refined it into a soul, the soul had basically transformed into Tang Fan's appearance.
But at this time, his face gradually transformed into Bai Yu's appearance.
Tang Fan raised his head and stared blankly at the ghost flying towards him, with a sarcastic smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.
"Don't come here yet, stay away!"
Tang Fan shouted to the Thunder Beast and Meng Shu behind him.
One person and one beast noticed the abnormality, stopped moving forward, and retreated to the side.
"Bang!"
With a muffled sound, Bai Yu's soul suddenly disappeared.
Then, a large piece of mist appeared in front of Tang Fan. Within the mist, a gray-white palm stretched out. In addition to the ghost cultivator's signature black line, there were flashes of thunder on it.
It grabbed Tang Fan with great speed.
Tang Fan did not dodge, but looked confidently at the gray-white palm in front of him, and sneered:
"Do you think I don't know that you hid part of yourself when I erased your consciousness?"
"Don't even think about it. Since I dare to leave your ghost cultivation inheritance, I must still have the means to control you!"
"If you wait a little longer, you might really pose a threat to me. But now, a divided soul is a divided soul!"
Tang Fan's expression changed and he roared angrily: "Nine Transformations of God Sutra!"
Tang Fan opened all four levels of his consciousness and began to crush the split soul.
The gray-white palm in front of him also stopped in mid-air, trembling constantly.
"Ah, don't control me!"
"No..."
Bai Yu screamed. He had overlooked something before. As Tang Fan's split soul, he was already a part of Tang Fan's consciousness.
As long as Tang Fan unleashes the power of his spiritual consciousness, his soul will lose itself.
What's more, the consciousness he had hidden back then was just a small part of his hatred for Tang Fan, and was very weak.
He had just inhaled a large amount of soul-killing smoke, which replenished his mental power, making him mistakenly think that he could challenge Tang Fan!
"boom!"
Finally, under the crushing force of Tang Fan's powerful spiritual consciousness, the gray-white palm immediately collapsed, revealing the appearance of a separated soul again.
It's just that his appearance keeps changing between Tang Fan and Bai Yu, and he is still struggling hard.
"Destroy!"
Tang Fan made a finger and used the Yin Talisman's soul-destroying technique on the basis of the Divine Illusion Sutra.
"Bang!"
With a roar, some of Bai Yu's remaining memories were wiped out again, but not all of them.
Apart from his ghost cultivation inheritance, Tang Fan still allowed him to retain part of his memory.
However, under the control of the Divine Illusion Sutra and the Yin Talisman, Bai Yu's original spirit seemed a little confused, and his memory was confused.
"Remember, you are my split soul, Xiaobai."
"I am your master..."
Tang Fan murmured, and his voice seemed to have some kind of magic power, deeply implanted in Bai Yu's soul.
"I am Xiaobai, master..."
The appearance of the separated soul turned into Tang Fan again, and that part of Bai Yu's memory was suppressed again.
"I know that you will recover slowly and practice hard..."
"The harder you work, the happier I will be..."
"I really want to see what you can become in the end!"
Tang Fan's move was very bold, but due to the existence of the weapon spirit, the Nine Transformations of God Sutra, and the Yin Talisman, he was not afraid of losing control of the split soul.
He didn't want to erase Bai Yu's hatred and greed for him. Only in this way could he continue to practice ghost cultivation and work hard to become stronger.
"return!"
Tang Fan's consciousness moved and his soul returned to its original place.
Tang Fan put the folding fan in his hand back into the storage bag of the young ancestor of the Tianxing Sect. Now he couldn't care less about carefully checking the treasure inside, and flew to Meng Shu impatiently.