It took most of the day to recover. A group of people looked at Su Fan with a very heavy face. They didn't know what they had experienced, but only saw the corpse on the ground.
Su Fan stared at the puppet tightly, and anger broke out in his eyes. He seemed not a good person, what about the Divine Sword of Light! Su Fan couldn't help but take out the Divine Sword of Light.
call out!
As soon as the Divine Sword of Light was taken out, a cloud of mist penetrated into Su Fan's mind. A middle-aged man stood in front of Su Fan's soul and confronted Su Fan's soul.
"Boy, I have long been optimistic about you. I envious of your physique! I have actually practiced nine attributes and practiced six Yuan Dans. The most important thing is this physique, you are simply perfect."
The middle-aged man laughed heartily and felt more satisfied the more he looked at it. Su Fan was the person he needed the most.
"Who are you!" Su Fan looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with a little vigilant, with a look of fear in his eyes.
"Who am I? You won't know if you say it," the middle-aged man looked at Su Fan with a playful face, with a perverted smile on his face.
"Boy, your body belongs to me," the middle-aged man snatched Su Fan's soul without any extra words.
snort!
"You want to take over me," Su Fan was shocked.
"That's right! What a smart little guy. Since you know so much, then go and die!" The middle-aged man's face was ferocious and his eyes were fierce. Su Fan directly blasted out his palm, and his soul and the middle-aged man instantly made him feel like he was a ferocious person.
Fight together.
As soon as he came into contact, Su Fan realized what strength was. The middle-aged man's strength was so strong that he directly defeated Su Fan and his soul body was a little weak.
With a big hand, the middle-aged man grabbed Su Fan's soul body directly in his hand, and then burst into laughter.
"Boy, it is your blessing to fulfill me. Don't resist, you can't resist," the middle-aged man looked at Su Fan with a look of pride on his face.
"Die me! Just wipe your soul and this body will be mine," the middle-aged man smiled coldly and held it directly with his big hands.
Crack! Crack!
Su Fan's soul body made a crackling sound, as if he would be pinched to death at any time.
ah!
Su Fan from the outside world was rolling with his head in his arms. The pain of his soul being wiped out made Su Fan's face pale, his body twitched constantly, and the Divine Sword of Light in his hand had fallen to the ground.
"Get out! Get out of my mind," Su Fan kept pounding his head and hitting the earth with his head. It hurt so much. The pain of his soul being wiped out made Su Fan feel in great pain.
"Junior Brother Su! Young Master Su."
Mu Nan and the others quickly stepped forward. They didn't know what happened to Su Fan, but they only knew that Su Fan was very uncomfortable now.
"Don't get close to me," Su Fan's face turned pale, telling the two of them not to get close to him.
The soul is suffering from inhuman torture, but Su Fan is not that fragile.
The fifth stage of soul refining technique was activated, Su Fan's soul was gradually increasing, and the crushed soul was slowly growing. Feeling Su Fan's action, the middle-aged man couldn't help but be surprised, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Do you still want to struggle? Then let you see what strength is," the middle-aged man was not in a hurry to erase Su Fan's soul.
With the blessing of the fifth stage of soul refining technique, Su Fan's soul has changed and has quickly broken through to the level of the second stage. However, this is not over yet and is developing towards the third stage.
With the practice of the fifth stage of soul art, Su Fan's soul body has broken through the third stage and is not that uncomfortable.
"Boy, if you break through, you are not my opponent. You should recognize the reality!" The middle-aged man looked at Su Fan with a sarcastic smile, extremely arrogant.
"Then you try it."
The middle-aged man didn't say much, and his palm was pinching towards Su Fan's soul.
ah!
The screams came out again, and Su Fan's heart-wrenching screams made the people around him change their faces. What happened to Su Fan? How could he scream so badly! Many people whispered.
The soul is being wiped out, Su Fan's consciousness is a little blurred and will soon be completely swallowed by the darkness.
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in Su Fan's mind, and then a back appeared in Su Fan's mind. Nine lotus flowers appeared beside him, exactly the same as Su Fan's.
"Haha! You dare to fight his idea, don't you want to live?" said the figure with his back to the middle-aged man.
"Who is senior?"
The middle-aged man asked without giving up.
"You are not worthy of knowing my name, nor are you worthy of knowing who I am. Since you dare to make up for his ideas, then you can stay! Ant," the figure said without any extra words, and directly spit out a word from the air.
"Destroy!"
The middle-aged man looked at his soul body in horror and had begun to dissipate.
"No, it shouldn't be like this. I've been planning for so many years. Why did you treat me like this?" the middle-aged man roared wildly, with a look of unwillingness in his eyes.
"Ant!"
The figure did not take a look at the middle-aged man for a long time, and then slowly disappeared. When Su Fan woke up, he was already in Han Lingxian's arms. His face was pale and there was no extra person in his mind.
Um!
The soul splitting was actually wiped out. The puppet looked up at Su Fan, with a slight killing intent in his eyes, and then his hands continued to form seals. The battle platform instantly collapsed, revealing an extremely handsome corpse, the one that Su Fan saw in his mind
Middle-aged man.
A force shot out from the puppet's body and directly entered the corpse. In an instant, the corpse opened its eyes and quickly merged into the soul.
"Yes, although there is a little gap, I was successfully resurrected," the middle-aged man's face changed a little, and he stared at Su Fan. This man actually destroyed his soul-sharing, and he was unforgivable.
His eyes shot like an attack, attacking Su Fan. He had just escaped a disaster and was targeted again at this time.
"Kill!"
The middle-aged man slowly uttered two words, and the powerful force instantly suppressed Su Fan's body. The powerful force made Su Fan's pupils congested.
"Go away! You guys get out of here quickly," Su Fan roared at Mu Nan and the others.
"Junior Brother Su! Young Master Su," This incident was too fast, and Mu Nan and the others were still a little dull.
"Go away, this person is too strong to resist," Su Fan shouted at the two of them, and then released Xiao Wu and the Xuanjiao Cheetah in the Battle Spirit Space.
"Xiao Wu, send them away from here," Su Fan said gritting his teeth.
"Brother...," Xiao Wu's eyes turned red in an instant. This scene was a bit touching!
"Go away!"
Su Fan's body was already shaking at this time, and his eyes were still extremely firm, resisting the attack of the middle-aged man.
"Die!"
The middle-aged man then made a big move, and the Divine Sword of Light fell directly into his hand. The Divine Sword of Light hit Su Fan's neck. With a slight move, Su Fan immediately split his head.
"Guangming, it seems that you have forgotten your master's entrustment. Now you dare to rebel and kill so many people."
A rebellious voice sounded, and then a figure appeared in front of Su Fan. The others had retreated, and now only Su Fan and a few others were left.
"Young Demon Slaughter God, you are not dead," the middle-aged man looked at the person who came coldly, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.
"You are not dead, how could I die!" said the Baishu Demon God indifferently.
"I will suppress you again if I'm not dead," the middle-aged man said indifferently.
"Is that so? Do you think you are? Are you still strong in the past years? "The Demon God Baishu smiled slanderously, not caring about this matter at all.
boom!
Without any hesitation, the two of them fought together in an instant, and the power of light and the power of the demon clan collided. It was obvious that the power of the demon clan gained the upper hand. Countless attacks fell on the body of the Baitu Demon God without splashing a single spark.
"It's my turn," the Hundred Demons and God waved his hand gently and directly hit the middle-aged man with one palm.
"How is it possible? How can you be so strong!" The middle-aged man's face changed in surprise.