My face suddenly changed, and Luo Yinan also shouted loudly: "Let's take action!"

Luo Yinan's words fell, and I had already punched Shang Wuhen. Shang Wuhen was split into pieces under the heavy blow of my Breaking Void Fist, wrapped around the body by the aura of death, and turned into dust inch by the flying distance, and smashed to the ground one after another.

Shang Wuhen, who was still ruthless just now, only a piece of hair was left in a short moment.

I don’t know why the aura of death did not burn Shang Wuhen’s long hair, but I have time to think about it.

I withdrew my fists and said in a deep voice: "Is Shang Wuhen dead?"

Luo Yinan shook her head and said, "I don't know either! Shang Wuhen is a master of soul cultivation. Her soul may not be hidden somewhere. Perhaps, her soul is hidden in this body."

Only Luo Yinan and I were left in the secret room. Apart from us, where can we let Shang Wuhen send his soul?

Seeing that I looked at her without moving, Luo Yinan couldn't help but sigh: "If you suspect that Shang Wuhen is hiding in me, you can kill me too!"

Luo Yinan closed her eyes as she spoke.

I shook my head and said, "If I kill you, I can't explain to Chen Sanjin and Hong Zi'an. The outside was surrounded by ghost soldiers, and Shang Wuhen finally escaped here, which means that this secret room should be able to escape the search of ghosts and gods. You can hide it here!"

After I said that, I turned around and left the secret room and returned to the hall from the entrance of the tunnel. At this time, Heibai Wuchang had already led people into the hall, searching everywhere for the dark clan disciples and Yin soldiers, who were constantly rewarding the news: "The soul cultivator in the east of the Forgetful Valley has been slaughtered, and the Dark Clan leader has not been seen."

"The west of the Forgetful Valley...the leader of the Dark Clan is not seen."

"The eight guardians of the Dark Clan are all killed, and the Dark Clan leader will not be seen."

Bai Wuchang's face was extremely gloomy: "Where did the leader of the Dark Clan go?"

While Bai Wuchang was talking, he happened to see me coming out of the tunnel. The other party waved his hand without saying a word: "Take it down!"

Four Yin soldiers took action to put the knife on me at the same time. Wu Zhao hurriedly explained: "That is Chen Ye from the strange adjustment bureau, he is not a soul cultivator."

Hei Wuchang said lightly: "Go to the tunnel to search!" Several general-minded soldiers flew into the tunnel.

Bai Wuchang stared at my face with his eyes: "The soul cultivator has many tricks, we have to be careful. If you are not a soul cultivator, I apologize to you personally. If you have already occupied your body by the soul cultivator, I can only apologize."

"It's understandable!" I nodded slightly and let the ghost soldiers search several times before the other party shook his head at Bai Wuchang.

Bai Wuchang was still unwilling to rest assured. He asked me several times before saying, "Brother, do you think you want to search the soul?"

Hei Wuchang was silent for a moment: "Yes!"

Bai Wuchang looked at me again and said, "Chen Ye, please let go of your spiritual consciousness. I just look at your memory and will not hurt your soul. After that, you can make a request."

After I nodded again, two rays of light flashed in Bai Wuchang's eyes. After my intuition, my head hurt slightly, Bai Wuchang took a step back and said, "Sorry, I've made you wronged."

After I bowed and returned the gift, Bai Wuchang waved, "Take the person away!"

Bring people?

Who should Bai Wuchang take?

When I looked back, several ghost soldiers had pulled the soul given by Chen Sanjin out of their bodies. The latter smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Ye, I'm sorry, I have to leave."

I stepped forward and said, "God, is there any misunderstanding?"

Bai Wuchang shook his head and said, "He is a soul cultivator and must be taken away. If it is not for the sake of his failure to commit murder, we have already killed him on the spot."

I said anxiously: "Since the God said that he had not committed a murder, wouldn't it be unfair to kill him like this?"

Bai Wuchang hesitated for a moment: "He has not committed a murder now, but he is still a soul cultivator after all, what if..."

I said again: "God, I can be responsible for watching Chen Sanjin. If he uses soul skills to kill people, I am willing to be tortured with him."

Bai Wuchang's voice sank: "Do you know what you are talking about? Chen Sanjin will be sentenced to ashes at most if he kills people with soul art. But you have to go to the eighteen levels of hell. Do you still have to guarantee him?"

I said in a deep voice: "I do! Moreover, the God Lord also said that I can make a request, and I only ask the God Lord to give Chen Sanjin a fair treatment."

Bai Wuchang looked at me for a long time before nodding, "I agree to your request. However, you have to guarantee that Chen Sanjin will not spread the soul art."

"Okay!" I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Hei Wuchang shook his head and said, "I think something is wrong!"

Bai Wuchang pondered for a moment: "There is indeed something inappropriate, so let's do it! Chen Sanjin, take it away first. I'll go back to the underworld to ask for some Mengpo soup and drink it for Chen Sanjin. This will benefit us."

"No!" Chen Sanjin shouted: "I drank Mengpo soup, didn't I forget Yinan too? I don't agree!"

"You are so stupid!" Ye Xuan cursed: "If you don't drink, they will bring you into the underworld. Can you wait for Luo Yinan in the underworld? If you can't wait for you, you will have to be reincarnated. In the end, you will have to drink Mengpo soup, but you will have to live in. Are you pretending to be shit in your mind? Three more or two less, don't you know?"

Chen Sanjin was stunned for a while by Ye Xuan's scolding, before looking at me pitifully. I couldn't help but shake my head and said, "God, can you just erase some of Chen Sanjin's memory and let him forget his soul technique?"

Bai Wuchang said coldly: "Can you guarantee that your soul technique will not flow out?"

"I..." I didn't know how to answer Bai Wuchang for a while.

Tao Xiaoye stepped forward and said, "Divine Lord, as far as I know, there is a Three Soul Hall in the Eighteenth Hall of Art, which specifically records soul art. Some of the secret techniques of the magicians of the Dark Clan come from the Three Soul Hall."

Bai Wuchang said coldly: "What do you want to say?"

Tao Xiaoyao said quickly: "What I want to say is that the warlock of Forgetful Valley may not have been beaten up in one fell swoop. It is better to leave Chen Sanjin behind and let him be responsible for finding and chasing the soul cultivators in the world."

Bai Wuchang pondered and said, "This is a solution. But can he do it himself?"

I quickly said, "I can help him."

"You are a good helper when you have mastered the energy of death." Bai Wuchang was unsure of his mind for a while, and couldn't help but look at Hei Wuchang. The latter nodded and said, "Yes!"

Bai Wuchang then said, "Okay, from now on, you will be responsible for Chen Sanjin's affairs. Once Chen Sanjin uses soul skills to kill innocent people, or spreads soul skills, the underworld will first punish you. Then kill Chen Sanjin."

I felt relieved when I heard this: "Thank you."

Bai Wuchang shook his head and said, "You don't have to thank me. You have asked for a chore on your own. Don't regret it in the future."

Bai Wuchang was about to leave, but my grandfather suddenly shouted: "Stay, please stay!"
Chapter completed!