Crazy Evolution

"Emperor Yanyuan, he's already dead! What's wrong with me using the treasures he left behind? I'm really disappointed that the god dog didn't kill all of you Yanyuan remnants!"

Extreme Ice Emperor sighed slightly and stretched out his hand.

One after another ice patterns appeared in the hands of the Ice Emperor, and his fingers contained terrifying power.

"Emperor Ice, don't get excited! Since I dare to come here, I am naturally prepared!"

The young master of Yanyuan Divine Sect smiled slightly, and took out a burly man statue wearing a khaki battle armor and a handsome appearance.

A mysterious and unpredictable khaki-yellow incantation appeared in the statue, spreading in all directions.

The curse imprint shrouded in the center of the entire hall shone, turned into countless chains, and instantly locked the body of Extreme Ice Emperor.

Extreme Ice Emperor's body cracked open, and a **** light flew out of his body and instantly disappeared into the statue.

The Ice Extreme Emperor's breath began to weaken wildly in an instant, from the realm of demigods to the realm of Great Yuan Zun, and it was still collapsing continuously.

The khaki-yellow god statue instantly showed countless mysterious curse marks, and the people in the god statue seemed to be alive, and a terrifying aura erupted.

"Ice Emperor, your ritual magic has been tampered with by me! Today is your death anniversary! When you stole my resurrection treasure, did you ever imagine such a day would come?"

The Yanyuan Emperor in the statue seemed to have recovered at once, staring at the Bingji Emperor, his eyes flashing with cold light, and he stretched out his hand.

One after another, khaki power fluctuations poured out from the entire temple, stabbing towards the Extreme Ice Emperor.

"Unfortunately, this time my plan failed!!"

The Ice Extreme Emperor sighed slightly, and his body collapsed instantly, turning into countless pieces scattered on the ground.

"You ants, become a sacrifice for my recovery!"

Emperor Yanyuan killed Queen Bingji easily, his eyes were cold, and he pointed at Yang Fan below, and countless mysterious runes appeared in his hands.

"As expected of Emperor Yanyuan! Have you discovered my hands and feet? If so, then please die!"

A cold light flashed in Yang Fan's eyes,

Motivating Yuan Li, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Emperor Yanyuan.

Countless mysterious and unpredictable chains of curse seals emerged in the void, entwining tightly around Emperor Yanyuan's body.

A curse mark appeared on Emperor Yanyuan's body, and a large hole was opened.

An incomparably powerful force spewed out of Yan Yuanhuang's body and submerged into the void, forming a huge vortex!

There was arrogance in the eyes of Emperor Yanyuan, and he said coldly: "The power of the gods is gathered here, and it is not something that an ant like you can bear! Hand over the control of the ritual magic, I can leave you a way to live, let You become my follower!"

Yang Fan said lightly: "I really can't use the energy of God, Emperor Yanyuan, but someone can!"

The gigantic vortex light shines, forming a gigantic magic circle.

In the center of the huge magic circle, a crystal flower appeared directly.

The petals of the crystal flower bloomed in an instant, and in the center of the flower, the figure of the black scorpion appeared, stretched out his hand, and a pitch-black magic light cannon instantly slammed into the body of Emperor Yanyuan.

"False god, you are the patron of false gods! Very good, ants, I remember you! The next time we meet, it will be your death!

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Emperor Yanyuan took a deep look at Yang Fan and Hei Scorpion, left a cold sentence, and his body disappeared completely under the bombardment of the magic light cannon.

"No golden evolution points are recorded! Emperor Yanyuan is not dead! What he has arranged here is just an avatar? In that case, the Emperor Ice is not necessarily dead!"

Yang Fan frowned slightly as he watched Emperor Yan Yuan turn into ashes.

This time, the great ritual magic that destroyed Emperor Yanyuan made Yang Fan targeted by Emperor Yanyuan, one of the six ancient emperors.

Yang Fan said silently in his heart: "However, I have no choice. He wants to absorb everyone's life for transformation and rebirth, and I don't want to be a sacrifice for his resurrection!"

"You are Yang Fan! You dare to take action against the great Yan Yuanhuang! You are preventing the recovery of mankind, you are betraying the human race! You are a traitor of the human race!"

A flash of madness flashed in the eyes of the young master of Yanyuan Divine Sect, he took out a bone sword that was as black as ink, roared, and stabbed the bone sword into his body. His body immediately became shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After the pitch-black bone swords absorbed the power of the young master of the Yanyuan Sect, a wave of terrifying power of the demigod level erupted.

A cold light flashed in the black scorpion's eyes, and he stretched out his hand.

The body of the young master of Yanyuan Divine Sect burst open, and a blood mist flew out from it and submerged in the Holy Grail.

boom! boom! boom!

"stop!"

"Do not!"

"..."

In the shrill screams, the bodies of the Great Yuan Zun strongmen of Yanyuan Divine Sect were split open one by one, and the blood light sank into the Holy Grail.

"Let's go together and kill him, otherwise this grand ritual magic will continue to be activated, and we will all die!"

A fierce light flashed in the eyes of the flame wolf demigod, roaring and controlling the flames, slamming his claws towards the black scorpion.

"Yes, kill him! Only by killing him can we have a chance!"

The three flaming tiger gods opened their mouths and sprayed, and a pillar of flame pierced through the void and blasted towards the black scorpion.

Qiongqi Demigod appeared with countless magic patterns all over his body, opened his mouth and sprayed, and a jet-black beam of light blasted towards the black scorpion.

When facing the true god, the Frozen Wolf God, those demigods shivered under the power of the gods, unable to perform 30% of their abilities. But the opponent is just a pseudo-god, and it is also a pseudo-god who has come across the border. Those demigods have the power to fight.

When gods and pseudo-gods cross the border, it is often difficult to exert one-tenth of their abilities. It is precisely because of this that there are not a few pseudo-god powerhouses who have crossed the border and been beheaded.

"Go to hell, human bastard!"

The demigod of the Demon Cow swayed, swung a huge battle axe, and slashed towards Yang Fan madly.

"Want to kill me? What a great idea! Too bad, it's too slow!"

Yang Fan smiled and stretched out his hand.

Countless incantations appeared, turning into chains and wrapping around the body of the bull demon demigod.

A huge grinding disc emerged, involving the Bull Demon Demigod, and began to spin wildly. Large swaths of red blood light sprayed out from the body of the bull demon demigod, immersed in the holy grail, and transformed into the divine liquid of the holy grail.

"You want to hurt my lord, go to hell!"

Lang Jiu's eyes flashed fiercely, his body swayed, and he appeared in front of the bull demon demigod. A silver claw blasted out, instantly cutting off the bull demon demigod's head.