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Lanling sea area, Linggui Island, ghost city.

The ghost spirit ancestor was hysterical and crazy. His eyes were fixed on Yang Fan, just like the angry Beast who wanted to swallow Yang Fan alive.

"Roar... Chusheng, I'm waiting for you below..."

"touch..."

the ghost spirit, together with his three ghosts, burst out, and the whole sky was flooded with blood.

The next second....

"boom..."

a terrible and vicious breath rises from the ghost King City, which is ferocious and shows a nobleness that is superior to all living creatures.

It seems that there is a lofty existence, across the long river of time, is about to revive in this era.

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"hmm? This ghost spirit ancestor seems to have made a big guy... Tortoise God, is it... "Yang Fan frowned slightly, thinking.

It is said that the Linggui island was formed after the death of an ancient tortoise. Now it seems that it is not groundless.

It's very likely that it was really the tortoise's body.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this is extremely absurd. How can there be such a huge turtle in the world? The whole Linggui island is 80 million square kilometers.

However, in the eyes of the real strong, it is the most normal thing. Some of the top true gods have more than 80 million square kilometers of their divine bodies, not to mention the domain God, the main God.

For example, the universe venerable, their God body, is in the gigabyte, ten thousand trillion light years.

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after a breath.

"That thing is about to come out..." Yang Fan raised his eyebrows, but he didn't mean to leave. If the tortoise God was in his heyday, he said that he had to stay away from the edge.

Today, he is not Xiaobai, who has just entered the world of aqua blue. His understanding of the world of aqua blue is by no means inferior to that of any four grade warlock king.

The monsters that can seal gods are all horrible beasts comparable to warlock emperors.

With his current strength, it is not good to deal with a warlock emperor, even the weakest warlock emperor.

Top demigod, true God, those are two concepts. Yang Fan just unsealed the power of the top demigod, not the top demigod cultivation.

Otherwise, with his terrifying ability of leapfrog challenges, not to mention the real God, is the God of the domain, Yang Fan has the confidence to fight against one of them.

But the tortoise God, but with the help of the sacrifice of the ghost ancestor, reluctantly resurrected.

His strength is far less than what happened in his heyday, and he has nothing to fear.

I can't say, this is an opportunity for him to release the real God's fighting power.

The thin camel is bigger than the horse. The God is weak. You are still a God in essence. The benefits of hunting them are not comparable to those warlock kings.

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"touch... Touch..."

the sky is falling apart!

The whole Linggui island began to crumble, the earth cracked and the mountain collapsed.

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"ah... Ground... Earthquake, earthquake is coming, earthquake is coming...

" quick, quick escape, quick escape, earthquake is coming, Wuwuwuwu... I don't want to die, I don't want to die. "

"Save me, who will save me, who will save me, Agnes, the great tortoise God, have you abandoned your people?"

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countless cries of despair broke out from Linggui Island, and countless creatures were devoured, crushed and crushed.

Like the Black Shark Island, Linggui island also has a country, a civilization, and even more prosperous than the Black Shark Island.

The total population is no less than 30 billion.

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in the void.

Yang Fan looked at all this indifferently, without any intention of rescuing them.

For this, Yang Fan has long been commonplace, like a fairyland swallowing and merging other eternal worlds, which time is not to fall a large number of living creatures.

Directly, it is calculated in trillions, billions, not to mention tens of billions of ordinary people.

As a matter of fact, Yang Fan doesn't think much of the aborigines in the water blue world as human beings.

In addition to those who are also cosmic masters, or their blood descendants, even if they are of the same clan, in their eyes of the most powerful, they are often some humble mole ants.

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"coming out."

Suddenly, Yang Fan's eyes flashed.

"Boom..."

the whole Linggui Island collapsed completely, and a giant turtle with a height of thousands of miles and a length of ten thousand li rose from the sky.

"Boom... Boom... Boom..."

the smell of terror broke out and swept all over the country."Puff, puff, puff, puff...

all around, the void of big and big can't bear, and the terrible pressure leads to chaos and rampage.

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"ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha? Be the source of unsealing this seat Yang Fan grinned grimly. As expected, the newly resurrected master of the tortoise, Agnes, was far from recovering to his peak. His momentum was barely able to enter the realm of the fourth grade warlock king.

The voice dropped.

"Boom and boom..."

Yang Fan is a blow to the master of the tortoise, Agnes, without giving him a chance to speak.

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"Damn it, the top four level warlock king, this is the power of the top level Four Level warlock King..." Arnes, the master of the tortoise, was heartbroken. Unexpectedly, there would be a top four level warlock King waiting for him.

If in his heyday, a top level Four Level warlock king could be destroyed by a slap in the face. However, now, he has just been resurrected, with no strength, and can barely match the low-level four level warlock king. The gap of three ranks is enough to make him despair.

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"roar... Shield of the turtle, guard."

Arnes, the master of the tortoise, quickly shrinks, and the whole person shrinks directly into the turtle shell.

"Hum... Hum... Hum..."

the blue light of Taoism twinkles all over its body and turns into a boundary.

The king of the top four level warlocks is not what he can compete with now. Now, only with the help of the powerful defense of their turtles, can he have such a chance of vitality.

"Touch..."

Yang Fan smashed the shell with one blow, smashed the boundary layer by layer, blasted it to the bottom, and bombarded it on the turtle shell. Yang Fan's blow only made the turtle shell appear small cracks.

"Well, I'll see how long you can last!"

"Boom... Boom... Boom..."

Yang Fan's face was covered with violence, and his fists were like cannon hammers. In a flash, thousands of fists exploded.

"Puff, puff, puff, puff...

those tiny cracks are expanding in all directions at the speed visible to the naked eye.

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"human beings, stop... As long as you stop, I can promise you that I will help you to be promoted to the warlock Emperor..." Agnes, the master of the tortoise, constantly tempts Yang Fan. After a while, his tortoise shell has been covered with crisscross cracks. If it goes on like this, at most one cup of tea, he will be completely destroyed.

"Warlock emperor?"

Yang Fan sneers and punches. He is a top master. His actual combat power is comparable to that of the quasi universe. A warlock emperor who is comparable to a real God also wants to tempt him. It's really funny.

"Die for me!"

"Touch... Touch... Touch..."

"ah... Human, stop, stop, as long as you let me go, I can give you all my treasures... Ah... Human, you really want to kill all of them... Without the guidance of Ben Shen, you don't want to get a treasure of Ben Shen...

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in half a quarter of an hour.

"Damn it, this human is not exhausted. What kind of monster is this..." in this half a quarter of an hour, that human has already played more than a million punches. If it is replaced by other top four level warlock kings, all his mana has already been exhausted.

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"no, let me go, please, let me go, i... I'm willing to recognize you as the master and you as the master..."

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in a quarter of an hour.

"Blow it up for me!"

"Boom..."

the shell of the tortoise finally reached its limit and exploded completely.

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"ah... No, how could Agnes, the Lord of the tortoise, die in the hands of such a humble human being... The God has not yet revenged, has not been promoted to the God King. Roar, I am not reconciled, I am not reconciled... Human, you are born, this God curses you and curses you..."

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