Crazy Evolution

"Crazy Evolution ()"

"This is a top-grade pseudo-artifact [Spear of the Poisonous Scorpion King]. With this pseudo-artifact, the black scorpion's combat power can be increased by one point!"

Yang Fan took a careful look at the war spear that he had taken from the false god of the Demon Scorpion clan, with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes, and handed it over to the Black Scorpion.

The powerhouses of the pseudo-god limit are also divided into third-tier and nine-level. The pseudo-god limit powerhouses who have their own pseudo-artifacts are generally stronger than those who do not fit their pseudo-artifacts.

"And there are many good things in the hands of this pseudo-god powerhouse of the Demon Scorpion Race! It seems that his luck is good!"

Yang Fan took out the storage ring of the magic scorpion family pseudo-god powerhouse, scanned it a little, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

In the storage ring of the magic scorpion clan's pseudo-god powerhouse, there are actually ten super-grade magic medicines of various types. Obviously, he has gained a lot in this Mountain of Cangxing.

With the [Evolution] skill, Yang Fan can easily refine all kinds of super-quality magic medicines. It would take decades for the magic scorpion pseudo-god powerhouse to refine a super-quality magic medicine.

"This Demon Scorpion Clan pseudo-god powerhouse has a lot of good treasures! Adding up is enough for me to gain another three to four thousand mythical evolution points!"

Yang Fan took out the ten super-grade magic medicines in the storage ring of the scorpion clan pseudo-god one by one, and completely refined them.

"Mythical evolution points + 9000 points, God core evolution rate + 10%!"

After Yang Fan refined the ten super-grade magic medicines, a line of information appeared.

"If only I could meet such fat sheep all the time!"

Yang Fan swayed, turned into a streamer and continued to fly towards the north.

Along the way, Yang Fan killed four more false gods, and took three super-quality magic medicines from their hands, and refined them one by one.

After walking one million miles north of the Cangxing Mountain, a cyan sea that could not see the edge appeared in front of Yang Fan's eyes.

"This is the Qingxia Sea! The place where the True God Qingluan and the True God Blue Sea Moth perished together. Their blood merged with the magma gushing from the earth to form this endless Qingxia Sea."

"In this sea area, the flight height cannot exceed 100 meters, and the flight speed cannot exceed the speed of sound, otherwise it will lead to unknown."

"In the center of the Qingxia Sea, there is a Qingxia Shendao, and on that Qingxia Shendao, the world core of the Cangxing Realm may be born."

Yang Fan looked at the boundless blue sea, and there was a faint light in his eyes.

In the ancient times, the human race had won the world core of the Cangxing Realm six times, and naturally they had some understanding of the situation in this area.

"This Qingxia Sea is also very dangerous, and many pseudo-god powerhouses have fallen. If you want to cross the sea, you must have a spiritual ship of the pseudo-artifact series! Otherwise, even if the pseudo-god limit powerhouse flies too far in the Qingxia Sea, It will also run out of power and suffer an unknown fall."

With a wave of Yang Fan's hand, a spiritual ship with ten demigod heads inlaid with countless spiritual patterns, 100 meters long, appeared.

"This is a high-grade semi-artifact-level spirit ship. It can barely resist the erosion of the Qingxia Sea. However, it's still not enough!"

Yang Fan stretched out his hand and pressed the spirit boat, and 200 mythical evolution points were submerged into the spirit boat.

One after another spiritual patterns shone, and the ship of the spirit spread for a while, and soon a strange and twisted head of a pseudo-god grew, and a trace of power fluctuations of the lower-rank of the pseudo-god permeated the ship of spirit.

"Not bad! The low-grade pseudo-artifact is more than ten times stronger than the high-grade semi-artifact. It should be able to barely surpass Qingxiahai!"

There was a hint of satisfaction in Yang Fan's eyes, and he came to Qingxia Seaside, and reached out and pressed on the water of Qingxia Sea.

Boo!

A crisp sound rang out, and there was a trace of black smoke from Yang Fan's right hand. He could feel his power being rapidly eroded by the sea water.

Yang Fan's mind moved, and a water curse appeared on his right hand, and a layer of water film surrounded his right hand.

Surrounded by the water film, Yang Fan sensed that the erosion speed of the Qingxia Sea on him had slowed down a lot.

Even so, the Qingxiahai sea water is still eroding his flesh and soul.

Yang Fan thought thoughtfully: "I can't absorb the power of the Qingxiahai sea water. It contains the terrifying power of the true god level and combined with the special environment here to form the Qingxiahai."

Each of those true god powerhouses possessed terrifying power in their lifetime. Once they fall, if they fall in a place rich in vitality, they will also form all kinds of terrifying forbidden places and Jedi.

That Qingxia Sea can only be completely purified by a true god with special purification ability who spends a lot of energy. However, the true god who has the ability to purify this sea of ​​azure clouds has no interest in doing such a thing.

A breeze blew past, and the ship of the spirit, which had been extended to five hundred meters long, entered the Qingxia Sea.

Numerous mysterious and unpredictable spirit patterns appeared on the spirit boat, and the whole spirit boat opened a layer of transparent water spirit enchantment to resist the erosion of the seawater of Qingxia Sea.

As soon as Yang Fan boarded the Spirit Ship, he immediately urged the Spirit Ship to gallop toward the depths of the Qingxia Sea.

After Yang Fan drove the spirit ship for thousands of miles in the Qingxia Sea, he saw a thousand miles away at a glance, there was a three-kilometer-long, inscribed innumerable spirit pattern all over the body, exuding a high-grade pseudo-artifact series. .

On that luxurious spiritual ship, there were beautiful dancers from all ethnic groups. A burly and beautiful young man with a pair of dragon horns was lying on a big bed, with a stunning girl from the fox clan and a swan clan in his arms.

"Young master! A new spiritual ship appeared thousands of miles away from us! That spiritual ship is of the inferior rank of false gods, and the owner of the ship seems to be Yang Fan, the northern king of the Empire of Clouds!"

A tall and beautiful girl from the Jiaolong tribe stepped forward and bowed to the young man, analyzing it calmly.

That handsome dragon youth is the strongest genius of the younger generation of the true dragon family, Long Shenyan! He is also one of the most promising true gods of the true dragon clan!

"Northern King Yang Fan? He is the genius with the fastest evolution of the human race. The evolution speed of the six ancient human races is not as fast as that of him! He also came here to find the world core of the Cangxing Realm. If that world core is obtained by him, I'm afraid that the human race will be able to dominate an era again!"

"It's better for a genius like that to die sooner! Knock his ship down for me!"

A cold light flashed in Long Shenyan's eyes, and he ordered.

The beautiful girl from the Jiaolong clan replied respectfully, "Yes! Young Master!"

The three-kilometer-long spiritual ship with countless spiritual patterns engraved all over its body shone brightly, and the phantoms of powerful pseudo-gods from alien species appeared one after another, turning into a ray of light and slamming into the spiritual ship that Yang Fan was riding on. go.