Chapter 960：

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

Disappeared without a trace.

The middle-aged man from the Ten Thousand Demons Society, as well as Long Ling, watched this scene dumbfounded.

They have never seen anyone who can break the tattoo of a rat.

"How can this be?"

"Why... why can the tattoo seal of Master Zishu... be cracked?"

"why!!"

The middle-aged man was so terrified that he had forgotten the pain of his broken arm, his eyes widened like a copper bell in Ye Fan's hand, staring at the scene in front of him.

Long Ling also looked unexpected and pleasantly surprised.

"Okay, it's much easier now!"

What the two of them didn't know was that no one was more proficient in manipulating mental power and soul than Heiqiu, the lord of the underworld.

What's more, now Hei Qiu is a demon spirit fluctuating, reaching the eighth-order doomsday level, and he also has the function of the underworld of the Ten Temple Yama Kings.

Locked and broken, the child rat tattoo, a demon spirit seal full of spiritual power and demon spirit, is as easy and simple as eating and drinking.

Ye Fan looked at the expressions of the middle-aged man and Long Ling, his expressions were very indifferent.

He thought about it for a while, and then in the middle-aged man's terrifying expression, another finger of purple-golden light touched the latter's eyebrows.

"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 Demons Society screamed with extreme horror before he finished speaking.

His whole body seemed to have been killed by thunder and lightning, and he trembled violently.

The eyelids were trembling, and they kept turning up, revealing pale white eyes.

The blood that began to ooze out of his mouth, was wrapped in red blood foam, and it continued to flow from the corner of the man's mouth!

Ye Fan braved the purple-golden index finger and tapped the man's eyebrows, directly locking the latter's soul.

Ye Fan said coldly: "Come out!"

Give an order!

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

With a single thought, he was able to take the human soul out of the body.

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

His heart rolled directly into the stormy sea.

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

Why did the middle-aged man actually show the soul body!

With a simple finger, Ye Fan actually took out the soul of this man! !

How can this be?

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

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

Around his neck, he was framed by the blade of the robbery, but Long Ling clearly felt that because of the method shown by Ye Fan, he directly broke out in incomparable panic and cold sweat.

Ye Fan took this man's soul out, what on earth did he want to do?

After a long while, Long Ling came back to his senses.

Only this question is left in my mind.

Soon,

He knew the answer.

I can only see,

Ye Fan's purple and golden fingers, after taking out the soul of the middle-aged man, still point on the eyebrows of the soul body.

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

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

He clearly saw the Ten Temple Yama King in Ye Fan's body-Black Enemy!

The golden book of life and death floats beside him.

The purple-golden Yama pen, held in hand.

The solemn and majestic Yan Luo official seal is hung on both sides of his waist with the extremely sharp and powerful soul-cutting knives.

Coupled with the purple-gold yama robe, the three-pin flat crown, and the king-shaped belt.

This outfit, and the aura that radiated from him, directly frightened the middle-aged man from the Ten Thousand Demons Society, kneeling down in the void.

The soul body shivered, letting Ye Fan show his power.

Ye Fan sneered.

The purple-gold finger that was placed at the center of the soul body's eyebrows suddenly brightened.

The purple-gold netherworld underworld, like a stream of water, envelops, floods, and fills the soul body of the man of the Ten Thousand Demons Society!

The man's soul body stopped trembling.

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

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