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After taking care of Wang Bing, Zhang Qiuhan threw Wang Bing's body as casually as a sack.

Then he used Feng Hou Qi Men Li Zi Chi Lian, and a burst of high-temperature flames spurted out, directly burning Wang Bing into a handful of ashes, and the meat sauce left by the Wang family members was also burned into flying ashes.

Zhang Qiuhan looked at Wang Bing's remaining ashes and nodded with satisfaction. They were more detailed than those burned in a human-refining furnace.

He just promised the king that he would not leave any clues to his grandfather. Now that he has said it, he must do it.

He walked aside, grabbed the suitcase, and put Wang Bing's ashes in it.

Then he dusted off his hands. The king should be satisfied now.

After doing this, Zhang Qiuhan asked Wu Dalang to devour the hundreds of demon souls.

Those demon souls have the soul mark of Wang Bin. Eating them is equivalent to eating Wang Bin's soul. Anyway, Wang Bin is dead, so naturally his soul cannot survive, even in fragments.

Killing people in the alien world must be done cleanly and neatly. Who knows what other strange methods other aliens have, and it would be bad if there are many clues.

Zhang Qiuhan firmly believes that as long as what I do is clean enough, it means that I have never done it.

Wu Dalang's belly was full after he ate three or two five-hundred-year-old demon souls.

It stood upright, rubbed its belly with its front paws, and said to Zhang Qiuhan with some resentment:

"There are too many demon souls and souls, I can't eat them."

Wu Dalang is a thousand-year-old wolf demon soul. Eating one demon soul in one meal is equivalent to eating one meal for ordinary people.

Now he had eaten three demon souls in one go, which made his stomach feel uncomfortable.

Seeing that there were more than ninety demon souls left, although it knew it was not good to waste food, it really couldn't eat so much.

Just like ordinary people cannot eat a hundred meals in one sitting.

Zhang Qiuhan glanced at Wu Dalang, and said with a bit of hatred that iron cannot become steel:

"If they are just ordinary demon souls, I can help you put them away and eat them slowly, but these demon souls have the soul of the king on them. Eating them is equivalent to eating the soul of the king."

"You are not just eating now, but you are helping me destroy the corpse and remove all traces."

After hearing this, Wu Dalang scratched his head with his front paws, "What should we do?"

Zhang Qiuhan said without thinking:

"It's easy, I'll force-feed you."

Wu Dalang felt happy after hearing this. He knew what Zhang Qiuhan meant when he said it.

Zhang Qiuhan wanted to forcibly fuse these demon souls to Wu Dalang by using the method of "conquering spirits" and sending generals to "submit spirits".

Wang Bing used the "spiritual subduing" method of detaining the spirit and dispatching generals. Although he could quickly improve his own strength, the remaining will in the demon souls was not erased.

Therefore, after Wang Bin swallowed more than a hundred demon souls, he would become neither human nor ghost.

Zhang Qiuhan's spirit-binding general has reached the realm of sainthood. Not only can he control Wu Dalang to "submit the spirit", but he can also erase the will of the devoured demon soul to prevent Wu Dalang's own will from being interfered and polluted by other demon souls.

Although the amount absorbed will be less, there is no need to worry.

Wu Dalang had experienced it once last time. It felt like he was getting stronger quickly after being hit with hormones. It was simply not that satisfying.

Last time it was just a few old ghosts in Zhu Heizi's family, but this time there were about a hundred demon spirits. Wu Dalang couldn't imagine how powerful they would become in the future.

Thinking of this, Wu Dalang's tail started to wag:

"Master, what are you waiting for? Let's get started!"

Zhang Qiuhan saw that Wu Dalang was impatient, so he didn't hesitate, slowly opened his hands, and two thick black mist billowed out, wrapping Wu Dalang and the hundreds of struggling demon souls.

Wu Dalang and the hundreds of demon souls all turned into billowing black mist, churning in the air like boiling water in a pot.

After a while, the struggling thick fog in the sky gradually subsided.

Zhang Qiuhan nodded with satisfaction, Wu Dalang and the hundreds of demon souls had been integrated.

He raised his hand and moved the black mist back into the Julingshuijian space.

Wu Dalang has just finished serving his soul, and it will take some time to digest it. It is estimated that Wu Dalang will not be able to come out to cooperate in combat in the past few days.

After doing this, Zhang Qiuhan clapped his hands.

He raised his head and looked around. It was quiet all around, so calm that there wasn't even a sound of insects.

It seems that there should be no other fish that slipped through the net.

Zhang Qiuhan then packed up his suitcase and walked towards the office.

In the distance, Quan Xing Si Zhang Kuang and Old Man Yuan Tao were several kilometers away from Zhang Qiuhan.

At this time, several of them were crawling in the weeds, trying their best to suppress the aura in their bodies, as if they were integrated with the surrounding weeds.

Cold sweat broke out on Xia He's forehead, and Shen Chong's glasses slipped off the bridge of his nose without daring to push them up with his hands.

Dou Mei couldn't help but want to run away, but she was afraid that her clothes would rub against each other and attract Zhang Qiuhan's attention.

Leiyanpao Gao Ning was lying on the ground, not daring to raise his head. He imagined that he was an ostrich egg. How could an ostrich egg move?

Old Yuan Tao held the Jiulongzi bracelet in his hand, but he didn't dare to turn it at all for fear of making the slightest sound.

Handan usually loves to have silly fun, but now his mouth was tightly closed, tighter than a welded iron block.

They didn't dare to breathe or even blink their eyelids. They just watched Zhang Qiuhan pull the suitcase and leave.

After Zhang Qiuhan disappeared into the night, they dared to take a cautious breath.

A few minutes after Zhang Qiuhan left, they still didn't dare to move.

After a while, Xia He mustered up the courage to speak:

"Zhang Qiuhan, it's time to leave."

Shen Chong pushed up his glasses with his numb hands and said:

"probably."

Several people breathed a sigh of relief.

Leiyan Pao Gao Ning sat up from the ground at this time, wiped the dirt on his head, and said with lingering fear:

"Who said Zhang Qiuhan is easy to deal with? You're trying to trick us into coming here to die!"

Dou Mei also collapsed on the ground at this time, with a look of horror on her face and said:

"Yuan Tao! Didn't you say that this kid is about the same strength as Lu Jin?"

"The weakest method he used just now was probably the Tongtianlu. Where did you get so much unreliable information?"

Dou Mei remembered Zhang Qiuhan's use of Fenghou Qimen and other methods just now, and now her heart was still pounding.

Yuan Tao also looked frightened. Just now, he wanted to make a sneak attack at the beginning of the battle between Zhang Qiuhan and Wang Bing.

It was better for the four crazy people around him to hold him down and let him wait and see what happened first.

Fortunately, Si Zhangkuang had a steady hand, otherwise they would have been killed by Zhang Qiuhan.

The king was very powerful, completely superior to the rest of them.

In the end, Wang Bing only had a few moves in Zhang Qiuhan's hands?

Yuan Tao gritted his teeth and said:

"Then how long has it been since this kid got Fenghou Qimen? How can he be at such a high level?"

"This is unscientific! This is unreasonable!"

Xia He curled his lips:

"Everyone has already demonstrated the power of Fenghou Qimen, what else do you have to question?"

"Next time you want to attack someone, please first find out the other person's strength, okay?"