Age of Terror: I Have a Monster Editor

This tattoo phantom, like a shattered mirror, suddenly exploded!

Disappeared without a trace.

The middle-aged man from Wan Yao Guild, as well as Long Ling, were all dumbfounded watching this scene.

They have never seen that someone can crack the mouse's tattoo.

"how can that be?"

"Why...why can Master Zishu's tattoo seal...be cracked?"

"why!!"

The middle-aged man was so frightened that he even forgot the pain of breaking his arm. In Ye Fan's hands, his eyes widened like copper bells, and he stared blankly at the scene in front of him.

Long Ling also looked surprised and pleasantly surprised.

"Okay, it's much easier now!"

What the two of them don't know is that no one is more proficient in manipulating mental power and soul than Hei Qiu, the master of the underworld.

What's more, now that Hei Qiu is full of demon spirit fluctuations, has reached the eighth sequence of doomsday level, and has the function of the underworld of the Ten Temple Yama.

Locked and broken, Zishu's tattoo, a demon spirit seal full of spiritual power and demon spirit breath, is as easy and simple as eating and drinking.

Ye Fan saw the expressions of the middle-aged man and Long Ling, and his expression was very indifferent.

He thought for a while, and then, amidst the fearful expression of the middle-aged man, he pointed another finger with a purple-gold light on the latter's brow.

"You... what do you want to do?"

"what are you doing?"

"You... are dead!!"

"you……"

"what--"

The middle-aged man in the uniform of the Ten Thousand Monsters Association screamed terribly before he could finish his terrified words.

His entire body trembled violently as if struck by lightning.

The eyelids were trembling, and they kept rolling up, revealing the pale whites of the eyes.

The fresh blood that had already started to ooze out of the mouth was wrapped in bright red foam, continuously flowing out from the corner of the man's mouth!

Ye Fan's purple-golden index finger tapped on the man's brow, directly locking the man's soul.

Ye Fan said coldly: "Come out!"

One order!

The man's light blue translucent soul mixed with rich black light was directly taken out of his body by Ye Fan!

With a single thought, it is possible to take out the soul of a person from the body.

Seeing such a horrifying scene, in Long Ling's eyes, the gray mist on his face also violently churned.

There was a stormy sea in his heart.

Ye Fan, this is... what is this doing?

Why did the soul and body emerge from that middle-aged man's body!

With a simple finger, Ye Fan took out this person's soul! !

how can that be?

How could his demon spirit ability have such terrifying demon spirit power? !

Long Ling's heart was directly filled with all kinds of shocking doubts.

His neck was supported by Jiying's blade, but Long Ling could clearly feel that because of Ye Fan's method, his body was directly covered with incomparably terrified cold sweat.

What did Ye Fan want to do when he took out this man's soul?

It took Long Ling a long while before he regained his composure.

The only question left in my mind.

soon,

He knew the answer.

only see,

Ye Fan's purple-gold fingers, after taking out the middle-aged man's soul, still touched the soul body's eyebrows.

After the man's soul came out of his body, he was shocked and confused at first, but after a while, his soul eyes were filled with horror and shock.

The middle-aged man who became the soul and body felt Ye Fan's power and strength more deeply.

He clearly saw the Ten Temples of Yama in Ye Fan's body - Hei Qiu!

The golden Book of Life and Death floated beside her.

The purple-gold Yan Luo pen is held in his hand.

The majestic and majestic Yan Luo official seal, and the incomparably sharp and threatening soul-killing knife are hung on both sides of the waist.

In addition, the purple-gold Yan Luo robe, the three-pronged heavenly crown, and the belt with the word king.

This attire, as well as the aura emanating from his body, directly frightened the middle-aged man from Wan Yaohui to kneel down in the void.

The soul trembled, allowing Ye Fan to show power.

Ye Fan sneered.

The purple-gold finger that touched the brows of the soul body suddenly shone brightly.

The purple-gold underworld energy, like a stream of water, envelops, fills, fills up the soul body of the man from the Ten Thousand Demons Association!

The man's soul stopped shaking.

There was a sluggishness in the soul eyes, as if the source of the soul had been taken away by Ye Fan.

Even his own consciousness sank, and he couldn't feel what Ye Fan did to his soul next.