"Brother Youlong, get ready!"

Zhang Fan gave a reminder, but turned around and found that Huang Youlong had turned into a statue at some point.

"Brother Youlong!"

Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan suddenly realized.

It turns out that the method that Night Wanderer used to help him limit the Yin Yang Blood Demon was the same as that of Brave Brother Wang Kai.

By sacrificing one's own life, he weakened the power of the Yin-Yang Blood Demon.

In this way, the key to victory or defeat lies entirely on yourself!

"Is this... Red Moon?"

Zhang Fan looked up at the sky again.

In just a blink of an eye, the sky was shrouded in a strange atmosphere.

The originally calm night sky became unusually dark.

Everything in the sky disappeared as if it had been swallowed up.

Thick black clouds weighed down the sky, exuding an endless aura of doom and evil.

Soon, a scarlet light appeared.

He was not the soft moonlight, but a burning scarlet blood color.

This blood-red color penetrated the black clouds and spread wantonly on the earth, making everything look distorted and terrifying.

“Hoo…Hoo…”

For a moment, there was a strong wind.

A scarlet blood moon slowly appeared in the sky.

With the appearance of the red moon, all kinds of strange symbols and impressions began to appear in the sky.

They float like ghosts, constantly changing their shapes, making them unpredictable.

The whole world began to become distorted, and there seemed to be no clear dividing line between dreams and reality.

“Bang!”

Zhang Fan slapped himself hard, forcing himself to stay awake.

Until now, he has not seen the true face of the Yin-Yang Blood Demon.

But he knew clearly that the purpose of the Yin-Yang Blood Demon's trip was not himself, but the five statues in Zhaojia Village.

Therefore, I must find a way to attract attention, or at least make this devil know that I have the capital to harass him.

However, I still have to fight the devil in my dreams, so it’s best to conserve my energy as much as possible.

After thinking about it, Zhang Fan quickly took out two playing cards from his pocket.

It was not the three-on-three that he had just obtained, but the trump card he got from Master Liu Jun and his apprentice.

With his current knowledge, he is unable to determine the origin of the talisman, but he can feel a sacred power from it.

After a little preparation, Zhang Fan threw the talisman high into the air.

The moment the king bomb was released, an unprecedented phenomenon suddenly appeared in the sky.

The dark clouds quickly dissipated, revealing a gorgeous rainbow, and the light of the genius flashed this incomparable sacred power.

“Boom!”

The power of heaven is shining!

A flash of lightning streaked across the sky, descending like a god, striking straight down from the sky!

The bloody night just now was instantly torn apart by the beast-like lightning.

However, at this moment, a huge black hole suddenly appeared in the night sky, instantly swallowing all the lightning.

He exuded strange energy fluctuations, and the tremendous power was like an invisible powerful suction cup. Zhang Fan felt like his soul was almost sucked away.

This sudden change made Zhang Fan raise the corners of his mouth unconsciously.

He successfully attracted the attention of the Yin-Yang Blood Demon.

It seems that before destroying the statue, the Yin-Yang Blood Demon wanted to get rid of himself first because he felt threatened by himself.

Soon, the lightning was completely swallowed by the black hole.

At this moment, Zhang Fan’s eyes turned dark and his soul was pulled into darkness.

Although he was still a little clear-headed, Zhang Fan was unable to change what had happened.

The scene around him began to change rapidly, and he was pulled into a distorted and terrifying world.

Zhang Fan opened his eyes with difficulty, and everything around him was filled with a nightmarish atmosphere.

Twisted buildings, twisted trees, and twisted human figures. Under the pale moonlight, the shadows danced in the darkness, making low roars.

In the dream, Zhang Fan felt that his will began to be greatly oppressed, and the dark forces tried to shatter his will and devour his hope.

Zhang Fan knew very well that he was in a dream, but he could not control his actions at all.

It was dark in front of my eyes, and in my sight, I saw a black shadow that was several hundred meters tall, walking towards me through the void.

The person who came was Zhao Feng, but he was not Zhao Feng, but the Yin-Yang Blood Demon whose body was completely occupied.

This time, Zhang Fan felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness.

He was unable to control any cells in his body, and even his vision began to become blurred.

However, Zhang Fan was not willing to give in.

As a big shot in the underworld, he should be the real darkness.

He took a deep breath, tried to focus his remaining attention, and carefully observed everything around him.

He kept in mind the hint from the Night Wanderer and tried to find the flaw in his dream.

In the dark and strange dream, Zhang Fan gritted his teeth and struggled forward.

However, the strong feeling of oppression did not allow Zhang Fan to continue.

His eyes became blurry, Zhang Fan had difficulty breathing, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

"puff!"

"impossible!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Zhang Fan's face turned into despair.

"Brother Tongzi, speak up, I feel like I'm about to die!"

Although the system guaranteed that he would not die, under such powerful pressure, Zhang Fan felt that he was about to collapse.

"Bloody... has arrived!"

"Darkness is coming, are you afraid?"

A ghostly voice sounded beside his ears. Zhang Fan used up his last bit of strength to raise his head, wanting to see the true face of the Yin-Yang Blood Demon.

However, the moment he looked up, Zhang Fan discovered a familiar figure.

Wang Teng!

Wang Teng stood on the right side of the Yin-Yang Blood Demon with a lofty attitude, with a hint of sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Wang Teng?"

Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan instantly became much more sober.

He rubbed his eyes violently to make sure he was not seeing things.

Wang Teng narrowed his eyes slowly, then opened them suddenly, staring calmly at Zhao Feng, who was dozens of times taller than him.

The next moment, a strange and fierce dark fire emanated from Wang Teng’s eyes.

The Nether Fire spread rapidly, forming a powerful energy field around Wang Teng. Even Zhang Fan felt the terrifying pressure.

"Boss, in fact, I am really the emperor of the human race, but my home ground is in dreams."

Wang Teng smiled at Zhang Fan, then his figure flashed and turned into a strange black killing line, shooting straight towards Zhao Feng!

"Embrace the darkness!"

“Uh…Ah!”

In just a moment, the strange aura on the Yin Yang Blood Demon disappeared without a trace.

The black fog surrounding him began to quickly flee, and the dream began to become peaceful.

"Wang Teng?"

Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan felt his head buzzing.

No wonder Wang Teng dared to call himself the second-in-command, it turns out this guy is really something.

In the past, I only knew that he had very accurate dreams, but I never expected that in the dreams, this guy was the real master!

Just when Zhang Fan was surprised, Wang Teng's figure flashed in front of him:

"Boss, I can only help you up to this point. From now on, I may have to live in a dream forever..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Teng's figure began to disappear rapidly, and this dream world also began to collapse rapidly.

"Old Wang!"

Zhang Fan reached out to touch it, but it was nothing.

After a moment of trance, Zhang Fan returned to the real world.

Looking up, it was still blood red.

On another hill, Zhang Fan heard Zhao Feng's voice.

He knew that although the dream was broken, the Yin-Yang Blood Demon had not been truly resolved.

After a pause, Zhang Fan quickly took out the weapon he had just obtained from Master Zhao Tianshi and threw it towards the top of the mountain.

However, when the talisman took effect, Zhang Fan did not see any spectacular reaction.

The two poker cards, like cotton, spun up and down, and flew towards Zhao Feng leisurely.

After a moment, the playing cards turned into two black spots, one black and one white, and spun rapidly above Zhao Feng's head, forming a black and white vortex.

A wisp of black smoke emerged from Zhao Feng's head and was slowly absorbed by the black and white vortex.

…

Exhausted, Zhang Fan stared carefully for dozens of minutes, and then disappeared from this world along with the mountain opposite.

Zhang Fan had no idea where he was going, but he was probably sure that

The Yin-Yang Blood Demon should have been dealt with.

【bite!】

[Congratulations to the host for completing the mission. The rebels in the underworld have been wiped out! ]

[The reputation of the underworld has been achieved! 】

[The Night Wanderer has awakened! ]

[The host has completed all tasks! ]

[Rating of this mission: SSS! ]

[Congratulations to the host, this mission has been successfully completed, and the reward is a level jump! ]

[Congratulations to the host, you are about to be promoted to: Yin Tianzi! ]

[Advancing...]

【……】

The system's prompt sound kept ringing in Zhang Fan's mind.

A huge amount of memories kept flooding into his mind. Zhang Fan, who was already exhausted, had his eyes darkened and fell asleep on the mountain of Zhaojia Village.