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Chapter two hundred and fifty first tearing the soul

Fang Han also didn't expect that he would meet the gods of the Celestial Clan so quickly.

But he also knew that this might be an opportunity.

Now that he has been exposed, if the Heavenly Clan wants to start a war with him, they will definitely choose to attack on a large scale instead of taking the initiative to seek peace like now.

There must be some secret hidden between them, which may have something to do with the history and even the future of the entire continent.

Although Fang Han disdained to associate with these heavenly clans, he also knew that if you know yourself and the enemy, you will never be defeated in a hundred battles.

Only by understanding the entire continent can you truly control it.

If you are the only master of this continent, but you don't even understand the history of this continent or even the secrets contained in it, that is not a good thing.

Thinking of this, he smiled at the man: "I can go to the Celestial Clan's territory with you, but if you hurt anyone in Crescent City, I will never let you go!"

When Fang Han said this, his eyes flickered, and the man felt a sense of fear: "Of course, you can rest assured about this."

As Fang Han finished speaking, the man also looked respectful.

"Lord Poseidon, you want to go to the Celestial Clan's territory with them, what about Crescent City?"

Bai Xue was a little reluctant, and she was also worried that these Celestial Clan might have evil intentions, which would be detrimental to Fang Han.

"You can rest assured on this point, I will let my clone guard Crescent City on my behalf."

Fang Han closed his eyes as he spoke, and a black energy emanated from his body, followed by a ray of light emerging from his chest.

Bai Xue and the others felt a sense of fear.

And even the rain falling in mid-air became a bit colder than before.

That kind of chill swept through everyone present, and they could feel as if they were on the edge of hell.

Fang Han can always bring them incredible feelings and make them feel frightened.

Bai Xue could even feel that she could hardly breathe.

A light mist had also covered her body, making her shudder.

Then, she seemed to hear a strange sound, and at first she thought it was her imagination.

But when the roars and screams of fear became clearer, she subconsciously squatted on the ground and covered her ears.

She also didn't expect that the miserable screams that appeared in her ears came not from others, but from those who had died before.

Such as Turkey, and even the white-haired old man and Moon Shadow.

For some reason, Bai Xue actually had the illusion that their resentful spirits were constantly revolving around him.

She even saw this group of people emerging from around her, stretching out her hands to drag her to them.

When she woke up again, she discovered that there was someone who looked exactly like him beside Fang Han.

This feeling is horrifying, and Bai Xue can also feel that he seems to be a little different from Fang Han's body.

Because his eyes were lifeless, as if they were dead, full of indifference and despair.

If it weren't for what he saw with his own eyes, Bai Xue would never believe what he saw.

"Don't be afraid, he is just a clone of my soul, an existence created by splitting my own soul."

Fang Han's words suddenly made Bai Xue realize.
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