Now, the Demon Suppression Tower and the Tricky Halberd are entangled, and even continuing to grow is a problem, and there is no time to deal with Yan anymore.

"Without the Demon Suppression Tower, I see how you go wild today!" Yan Storm shouted, ten fingers stretched out from the black mist, and the fingertip of one index finger turned into a burst of black mist, and those black mist drifted away for a while, and suddenly expanded thousands of times, turning into ten deep-sea evil dragons composed of black evil!

"Black Dragon!"

Yan jumped forward, each foot stepped on the back of the dragon's neck, ten fingers flicked open, and a pair of black double whips appeared in his hands. Eight dragons flew in front, and he followed closely behind, majestic, like the king of the demon gods.

"Yan, Yan, to say that you are a turtle with a shrunken head is really underestimating you. You are a damaged soul pill, and your strength is not enough, if it is in its heyday, then I am afraid that I will not even have the qualifications to compete with you. Soul Pill Realm, Soul Pill Realm, it is really unfathomable!"

Yang Fan thought about it fearfully in his heart, but there was not the slightest fear on his face, and he said softly: "It's a pity that you are not in your heyday now, that is to give me a chance to defeat you! Yan, there can only be one Lord of the Black Sea, and I am not so easy to deal with!"

Looking at the black dragons rushing towards him, Yang Fan squinted his eyes slightly, and suddenly shouted: "Zhou Dabao!"

A green point of light suddenly flashed at the bottom of the Demon Suppression Tower, and as soon as this point of light appeared, it was out of control to enlarge, magnify, and enlarge again, and when it bombarded those dragons, Yan was stunned to find that this was not a simple green light, but a shock wave containing incomparably powerful soul power.

The super soul of the wood soul power!

The four dragons that rushed to the front had come to naught, and Yang Fan's eyes flashed with Rationale, and he shouted again: "Zhou Dabao, continue!"

"Woo-hoo!

The Black Demon Dragon wailed, even though it was composed of Black Demon and Soul Power, at this time, Yan's soul art, the mystery of soul magic gave them a short life. At the moment when life is about to wither, any being that can make a sound will produce a wail.

The eight dragons were all destroyed, and the last super soul thousand splits directly hit Yan.

When Zhou Dabao was in the Water Soul Realm, the power of the Super Soul Thousand Splits had already overshadowed Yang Fan's soul qi wave. Now it is the Wood Soul Realm, and the power of its Super Soul Thousand Splits is far higher than the first Soul Qi Wave in history. Yan Neng directly used his weapon to block the soul qi wave, but he couldn't stop the super soul split.

He made a quick decision, gave up the attack, and his figure flashed and disappeared from the back of the dragon's neck.

The last two dragons were also destroyed by the Super Soul Split.

"Yang Fan, this Wood Soul Realm corpse demon is your hole card, and now in order to resist my attack, you have even shown your hole cards, why are you still fighting with me!"

"Now, it's time for my performance!" Yan stretched out his middle finger and pointed at Yang Fan, and his fingertips turned into a cloud of black mist.

"Roar!"

The next moment, an incomparably majestic roar sounded from the bottom of the sea.

Ancient times are the awakening of monsters that have been sleeping at the bottom of the sea for many years.

"Roar!"

The Altar of the Deep Sea shook violently, accompanied by a majestic roar that made a "boom rumbling" sound, as if it were the sound of a huge tree being uprooted. The sound became louder and louder, and the movement became louder and louder, Yang Fan was stunned to see that this deep-sea altar actually rose ten zhang, not floating, but being pushed up by a huge monster.

This monster is actually a ten-foot tall sea turtle!

The turtle has a pointed head that looks like a shark with its mouth wide open, and six red eyes densely covered above its nostrils. The Altar of the Deep Sea was held against its thick shell, and Yan stood on the edge of the Altar of the Deep Sea.

The demons of the deep sea and the giant beasts of the deep sea formed a momentum that was so powerful that it was unshakable, and this aura made Yang Fan almost unable to breathe freely.

When the ghasts who made signposts for Yang Fan saw this scene, they all curled their bodies, as if they had turned into black deep-sea snails, and they didn't even dare to raise their heads and look at the altar of the deep-sea.

The kind of gang wind that symbolizes aura, the kind of voice that represents majesty, is like a rain of knives and arrows, cutting the bodies of ghasts and tearing them to pieces.

Yang Fan's ability to breathe freely in the Black Sea was originally based on the help of Horcruxes and soul arts, but now he was shrouded in this powerful aura, and he already felt extremely uncomfortable.

Yang Fan couldn't help but take a step back and said to Xiaolong: "Miscalculated, he is much stronger than we imagined." ”

Xiaolong asked, "Then what should we do?" Although it is too late to retreat now, I can still keep you out to sea with all my might. ”

"No!" Yang Fan said firmly: "Since you have made up your mind, you must not fight." If we retire today, all the ghasts will follow Yan with an iron heart, and in that case, the Netherworld Ferry will no longer be ours. And also...... Even if you want to retreat, I can't let you take any chances. You are as important to me as my life!"

"Brother Xiao Fan......" Xiaolong looked at Yang Fan gratefully.

Yang Fan said in a deep voice: "Fight!"

"Big bag, feint to attack Yan, take down the treacherous halberd that is holding back the Floating Demon Town Tower, as long as the Demon Town Tower can be used, suppress this turtle, Yan will be easy to deal with!"

"No!" Xiaolong interrupted Yang Fan and said, "This turtle is not a demon beast, it has evolved from soul arts. ”

"What?" Yang Fan asked, "This is not a demon beast?"

"Yes. This turtle is made of soul power, and it is a projection of this demon beast. The Demon Suppression Tower has no effect on it. ”

The hope of victory was suddenly shattered, and Yang Fan was very depressed.

Watching the huge turtle demon beast projection approaching, and feeling the powerful aura emanating from Yan's body, Yang Fan was shocked. He knew that the battle he faced today was the toughest he had ever faced. If you are not careful, you will never recover, die in the hands of Yan, your spirit will be destroyed by Yan, your body will be exhausted, and you will die completely. Yang Fan even thought that Yan had been mixing in the underworld and the Black Sea for so long, and it was hard to guarantee that there would be some means to make people disappear completely.

"Xiaolong, go out and fight him! The more hopeless this kind of battle is, the more courageous it is to move forward bravely, and there must be no trace of cowardice! If we are not determined enough, we have no hope!" Yang Fan shouted to Xiaolong.

Although the future is bleak, hearing Yang Fan's shout, Xiaolong was excited, and said firmly: "Brother Xiaofan, my mother didn't misunderstand you, and I didn't misunderstand you. Only a person like you can achieve great things!

Xiong hugged the black eyes with a sharp light, and said, "Fight with him!"

Zhou Dabao also shouted: "Fight!".

Hearing their words, Yang Fan's eyes became more determined.

In times of crisis, the four of them were of one mind, and no one chose to retreat, which added enough bargaining chips for their battle.