Underworld Pass

"Bet on me?"

Ye Fan hugged Chen Kexin, and then glanced at Ah Lei in surprise.

"Yes, this bet may be related to my wealth and life!"

Ye Fan, who only listened to Ah Lei's words, was startled, and said, "Is it related to your wealth and life?"

"Some things, it's better not to say it now, you just need to know that I'm on your side now."

A Lei grinned and said, "Okay, let's go, just leave the remnants of Bailian to me."

"Can--"

"Okay, Ye Fan, let's go, don't worry, trust him!"

Tang Sheng didn't wait for Ye Fan to continue to ask questions in his heart, then he patted Ye Fan on the shoulder, smiled, and said, "Let's go out first."

"OK then."

Ye Fan frowned, looked at Ah Lei with a faint smile on his lips, shook his head slightly, and walked outside together with Tang Sheng.

Just before leaving, Ye Fan couldn't help but turned his head to look at these nearly 200 women who were trapped in the underground world and exuded a strong dead air. If it wasn't a coincidence that they came here today, I am afraid that it would not be long before Chen Kexin would be like them.

"I still have something to do."

Ye Fan stood at the end of the passage, turned his head, glanced at A Lei who was also looking at him at this time, and said to Tang Sheng beside him, "Help me to support her."

Tang Sheng frowned, but he did as he did, and asked curiously, "What else do you want to do?"

"If the dead air here is not eliminated, presumably, according to the minds of you masters, you will not let the secrets here be released. Therefore, the fate of these women is self-evident."

Ye Fan glanced at Tang Sheng before walking forward.

"You're right. Most of these women's vitality has been taken away by that weird soul-destroying stone. If you don't help them regain their vitality, I'm afraid these women will die within three days. The death will be extremely miserable, and it may even cause a plague. All of them must be wiped out."

Tang Sheng frowned, and said, "Sacrificing the small self to protect the big self, this is the rule, it has always been the case."

Ye Fan glanced at Tang Sheng sideways, and said it very easily.

The lives of ordinary people, in the hearts of many high-ranking people, are really no different from trivial matters.

Ye Fan snorted coldly, and then said: "Rules, but who did they offend? All of them are precious daughters in ordinary families. Some are already wives and some are already mothers. To be honest, I, Ye Fan, am not a Holy Mother, but I am still willing to do what I can."

"The base here is very large. Even if I join forces with A Lei, we can save dozens of people at most. This will also affect my own soul. Have you considered it?"

Tang Sheng frowned, and said, "Ye Fan, you said you are not the Holy Mother, but what you are doing now is what the Holy Mother would do."

"Don't save yourself from death, I can't do it."

Ye Fan does not admit that he is a holy mother. After all, when facing the enemy, Ye Fan has never held back his hand, and he will kill when he should, without hesitation.

But looking at these more than 200 women, he really couldn't do it like this.

Who could have imagined what their family members would be in such a hurry, and who would have imagined that there would be children who dreamed of their mother's face in the middle of the night, and their clothes were wet with tears.

"But aren't you afraid of hurting yourself?"

Tang Sheng asked in surprise, "After all, this is something that needs to be done with the soul. Are you really sure you want to do this?"

"I have it in my mind."

In fact, the reason why Ye Fan stood up was not only out of kindness, but also another very important reason.

He wanted to try, he wanted to see if his soul was really that powerful. If it was true, then it shouldn't be difficult to just save these 200 women and help them get their souls out of the soul-destroying stone.

Tang Sheng stopped persuading, since Ye Fan had already made a decision, he must have known it in his heart.

There is an analysis of the soul in the art of manipulating ghosts, and there are also ways to let the soul out of the body. Ye Fan is very familiar with the art of manipulating ghosts.

His hands turned into phantoms, and dozens of strange handprints were drawn. Ye Fan even sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes slightly.

Ye Fan's mind sank completely, only feeling that his body suddenly changed from its original weight to light and light, as if it could fly up at any time.

That's what it feels like!

Ye Fan still remembers the scene of the soul riot in the battle with Guo Yuntong. He took a deep breath and tried to calm down his heart as much as possible.

Now, it's not fighting, but saving lives!

With Ye Fan's body sitting cross-legged there, Ah Lei also disappeared strangely not far away, and when he reappeared, he was standing beside Chen Kexin who was supporting Chen Kexin who was still in a coma.

Tang Sheng glanced at Ah Lei who was staring at Ye Fan intently, frowned slightly, and said, "Is it possible?"

"Try it, it's good after all. To be honest, I like this guy more and more. At least, in the future, I can entrust my younger generation to him when I'm not fighting."

A Lei smiled slightly, Tang Sheng was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Ye Fan seriously, he really agreed with A Lei's point of view.

If they were friends, they would not be able to safely hand over their juniors to each other in the fierce battle of life and death, so would they still be considered friends? At least, Ye Fan is a trustworthy friend!
While the two were paying attention to Ye Fan, they saw Ye Fan standing up suddenly, but he was like a puppet being mentioned, especially between his brows, where wisps of black smoke appeared.

This is a kind of extreme blackness, like the first ray of darkness at the moment of birth between heaven and earth, so dark that people can't see the slightest bit, just one glance, from this kind of darkness, you can extract endless horror.

"This is--"

"Just look at it!"

Both Tang Sheng and A Lei's eyes widened, but they didn't dare to blink, for fear that they might miss something.

After a while, I saw that this wisp of black smoke was getting thicker and thicker, so thick that people could only look at it, and I couldn't help but panic. Just looking at it, there was a sense of panic that seemed to collapse at any time.

"Can not watch!"

Tang Sheng closed his eyes hastily, and supported Chen Kexin from time to time. He might have to sit cross-legged and meditate to recover his mind that might be pulled into darkness at any time.

terrible!

Tang Sheng didn't expect that Ye Fan's soul would possess such terrifying power, which was simply shocking.

Ah Lei on one side was a little better, but he was still holding back, at least he didn't close his eyes, but even so, his legs were trembling uncontrollably.

This soul has not yet been fully formed, but only released a little bit of prelude, and it has such a terrifying momentum. If all of this is displayed, how terrifying it will be!
"Evan!"

Seeing that even Ah Lei might not be able to resist Ye Fan's summoning of the soul body, he just yelled at Ye Fan profusely in sweat.

"What?"

Ye Fan just found some feeling, and almost got his soul body out, but when A Lei interrupted him, he lost all feeling.

"There are other ways."

After Ah Lei took a deep breath, he smiled wryly, it's amazing.

Now he really doesn't understand how sacred Ye Fan is, he really can't see anything in the body, he can kill hundreds or even tens of thousands of people like Ye Fan at will, but his soul body is simply a darkness that makes people despair at a glance.

This terrible emotion has even taken root in Ah Lei's heart.

It can be seen how shocking Ye Fan's soul body is to people!
"Damn it, why didn't you say it earlier!"

Ye Fan hurriedly stood up from the ground, but seeing Tang Sheng close his eyes, Ye Fan was also surprised, and said, "What's the matter with this guy?"

"He's fine, maybe he's a little uncomfortable. Just let me handle the matter here. Don't worry, I guarantee that everyone here is alive. Of course, Bailian's remnants will be ignored."

A Lei nodded slightly at Ye Fan, and said, "I'll keep my word!"

Ye Fan frowned slightly, then hummed, and said, "Success."

As for whether to trust or not, Ye Fan didn't say any more. Many times, many things just depend on feeling.

This is like in reality, when we look at a person, we feel that this person is trustworthy, so no matter what we do, we will believe him, but if a person does not feel particularly good, then it is difficult for others to believe him.

To be honest, this is a society that looks at faces.