Ungodly Evil Spirit

"Retreat!"

Seeing that everyone was silent, Ye Fan gritted his teeth and issued an order.

"His Majesty……"

The Twelve Heavens and all the people at this moment are all thoughtful, and their hearts are full of unwillingness.

With the strength of the human army, he is fully capable of taking down the Qiqiao Realm, but the premise is to slaughter his own people, including Ye Fan's good brother Ye Mu.

"Brother Fan, quickly kill us, quickly!"

At this moment, Ye Mu's soul forcibly regained control of the body and roared towards Ye Fan and others.

"Xiaomu..."

Hearing this voice, everyone present trembled.

"Even if we are dead, we cannot be used by aliens, Brother Fan, do you want us to become sinners forever?"

Ye Mu has been under the control of the Sapo Realm King for so many days, and has been desperate to die.

"Xiaomu, everything is not so serious yet, give me a little more time, I will definitely find a way to save you!"

Ye Fan looked at Ye Mu with caring eyes, full of encouragement.

At this moment, he can only inspire Ye Mu like this.

"Retreat!"

Ye Fan's voice fell, and he roared suddenly, with an unquestionable tone.

"Retreat!"

In an instant, the remaining human army all quickly retreated, leaving the periphery of the Qiqiao Realm.

"Boy, have you seen it? Your request will only be counterproductive!"

Sa Po Realm King pressed Ye Mu's soul down, and said with a sneer.

"Sapo Realm King, wait, Brother Fan will definitely not let you go!"

Ye Mu responded in his soul.

For several days, Ye Mu had been having soul conversations with the Sapo Realm King, or was brainwashed.

"Boy, it's impossible for the Emperor to kill you, because emotion is the biggest weakness of your humans, quack!"

The Sapo Realm King laughed, and at the same time, he brought the alien army into the colorful barrier behind him.

In this battle, the heterogeneous army had some casualties, but it took more than two thousand human powers, and its strength became even stronger.

...

Two hours later, the atmosphere in the camp of the Red Flame Army was depressed and heavy.

"Your Majesty, I'm sorry! It was Laogu and others who were eager for success that caused this to happen!"

Wang Xuan Tiangong and others walked out, and at this moment took the initiative to apologize.

They were all focused on attacking, without thorough consideration.

"I don't blame you for this matter. The Sapo Realm King used the power of his clan to deal with us, no one can stop it, unless we can have a large number of soul practitioners like the ancient times!"

Ye Fan shook his head slowly, not blaming Wang Xuan Tian Gong and others.

"Now that the soul cultivators have withered, and more than two thousand of us are controlled by them, even if it is too late to find the soul cultivators!"

Lingxin spoke slowly.

"Yes, the most urgent thing is to find a way to deal with the art of intrigue!"

Ye Fan nodded heavily, with a firm gaze in his eyes.

Two thousand five hundred human soldiers are in front, this is the only way at the moment.

"Ye Fan, I will go back to the headquarters and see if I can find a solution!"

Xu Qisheng didn't take this matter too seriously, so he changed his previous attitude.

"Okay! I will also go back to Tianzhou, and go to Kong Shuo to talk to myself!"

Ye Fan nodded immediately and agreed, while expressing his thoughts.

"Your Majesty, then we..."

Wang Xuan Tiangong and others all became a little at a loss.

"You just need to guard this place, don't let the Sapo realm king make trouble!"

Ye Fan gave an order.

"Okay, then I will wait for the good news from your Majesty and Prince Qisheng!"

Wang Xuan Tiangong and the others nodded and agreed.

"Brother Qisheng, let's go, I will take you back to Tianzhou!"

After Ye Fan said, he swiped directly in the air, calling out the gate of heaven and earth.

"Swipe..."

Two rays of light flashed, Ye Fan and Xu Qisheng all disappeared in the gate of heaven and earth.

"Hey, I didn't expect that our arrogant army would be blocked by the little fantasy butterfly. I hope your Majesty can gain something!"

Watching Ye Fan disappear, Wang Xuantian sighed quietly.

Being threatened by Huadie with her own identity, the feeling of being aggrieved is beyond words.

Tianzhou Imperial Palace, in the Golden Luang Palace.

The figures of Ye Fan and Xu Qisheng appeared here together.

"Ye Fan, I'll go back first. If you have any clues, remember to let me know. We will join the army by then!"

Upon arriving in Tianzhou, Xu Qisheng said goodbye to Ye Fan directly.

"Well, if you have a clue, remember to let me know!"

Ye Fan nodded and agreed.

After watching Xu Qisheng leave, Ye Fan immediately summoned Qian Anshan and others at the Jinluang Temple.

"Your Majesty, but it's about the phantom butterfly?"

When Qian Anshan and others arrived, they already knew the situation on the front line.

"Yes, in the previous battle, we suffered another big loss. Nearly two thousand human soldiers were taken away by the fantasy butterfly. Can you find any way?"

Ye Fan nodded his head and brought the latest news at the same time.

"Your Majesty, we have done a lot of investigations, but there are not many records about dealing with the fantasy butterfly. Using the soul practitioner to fight against the fantasy butterfly is the only way for the ancestors in the past!"

Qian Anshan was full of helplessness.

"Where is Kong Shuo? Why didn't he come?"

Hearing Qian Anshan's answer, Ye Fan immediately looked around.

"Kong Shuo has been in Baoge for the past few days and is still looking up information!"

Qian Anshan replied.

"I'm going to find him, you continue to investigate, you must find a way to deal with the art of charming, otherwise we will suffer a big loss!"

Ye Fan said immediately.

"Yes!"

When Qian Anshan and others nodded, Ye Fan had disappeared in place.

Tianzhou Palace, Renhuangbao Pavilion.

The space rippled for a while, and Ye Fan's figure walked out of it.

"See Your Majesty!"

The two guards of the guardian Huangbaoge noticed Ye Fan's appearance and immediately appeared to pay respects.

"Open Baoge, I want to see Kong Shuo!"

Ye Fan waved his hand.

"Yes!"

After hearing this, the two guards retreated to both sides, and surging power emerged from their bodies.

"Boom!"

The door of Renhuangbao Pavilion began to make a heavy opening.

Ye Fan stepped into it and saw a sloppy old man sitting in the middle of a pile of books, searching for something all the time.

The old man was engrossed, and he didn't even notice Ye Fan's arrival.

"Kong Shuo!"

Ye Fan called out.

After listening to his body, the old man finally stopped his movements and turned his head.

"Your Majesty, you are back!"

After seeing Ye Fan's figure, Kong Shuo hurriedly stood up and said.

"This time the human army has suffered a great loss in the hands of the magic butterfly. I will come back to find a way to deal with the magical charm of the magic butterfly!"

Ye Fan directly explained the reason.

"Your Majesty, the old man has already taken out all the ancient books about the phantom butterfly. I am currently studying it, and maybe we can find some clues!"

Kong Shuo pointed to the ancient books beside him, slowly speaking.

"Then what clue do you have now?"

Ye Fan nodded after listening, and asked further.