The Path of Evolution

"One star and a half saint...a little weak, little brother."

Zhao Hao stood in the hunting wind, as lonely as snow.

He condensed a semi-saint elixir in his body and officially entered the semi-saint threshold.

Originally, Xiao Zhao thought that with the recycling function of the Gate of Wonders, he could quickly transform a batch of new source dew drops, and it would not be a problem to develop the source power to 60%.

The idea is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

After condensing the first Semi-Saint Pill, Zhao Hao deeply realized how difficult this cultivation process was.

Let's put it this way, if he hadn't absorbed the rich holy power Yuanyin of Red Pepper, he wouldn't even be able to make the first semi-holy elixir.

As for condensing the second semi-holy elixir, I don’t know how long it will take.

In addition, there are more worrying things. Ever since he became a real person, the Gate of Wonders has been able to transform the original dew very quickly, sometimes within a few minutes. And the corpse of Pinhua Langjun was transformed for seven days and seven nights, but it still was not successfully refined.

Zhao Hao realized that the laws of heaven and earth in this world are different, and rushing for success may lead to falling into a pit of fire.

The only thing that comforted him was that Pinhualangjun's body turned into a mist of energy. The mist was very magical and contained a powerful force that he had never seen before. Zhao Hao had a hunch that this eight-star semi-saint corpse would most likely transform into a "new version of source dew", which would be of great benefit to his cultivation.

"The original dewdrops in the past were made from materials below the third level and had no effect on me. Regardless of whether this is a fourth-level heaven or not, this kind of semi-saint-level corpse can also be regarded as a fourth-level raw material. The extracted original dewdrops will definitely is useful."

"Then those desolate beasts I encountered are considered to be fourth-level monsters. Couldn't they also be transformed into new versions of Origin Dew Drops?"

Thinking of this, Zhao Hao burned the small universe.

He seemed to have returned to the first-level evolutionary world of the past, feeling excited about fighting monsters and upgrading.

"The decision is yours, big wild boar!"

Zhao Ritian regained his original intention and took up the idea of ​​the wild boar.

Back then, he and Dahei worked together to kill a wild boar and broke out the first combat weapon in his life - the Savage Blade.

It was with the opening sword that the legendary story of Zhao Ritian, the subsequent generation of swordsman, came into existence.

Zhao Hao had already prepared. Among the three teleportation points of Qingyun suit, the first point was used to escape, which was the secret cave where he was retreating at the moment; the second point was not far from the wild beast and hare; the third point was, Near the wild boar... As for the wild dog, for Da Hei's sake, Xiao Zhao decided to be merciful and let it go.

He teleported over and quickly found the large wild boar wandering around.

As he expected, this awesome wild beast has a strong sense of territory and generally will not run outside its territory.

With his semi-saint-level Heavenly King eyes, he could not see through the level of that big wild boar. From this, we can draw a conclusion: that wild beast boar is at least equivalent to a three-star or above semi-saint, higher than Xiao Zhao. several levels.

Despite this, Zhao Ritian still did not give up.

"Start controlling: Primordial Chaos!"

"Strengthen, become a real man in five seconds!"

"Take the move, Flame Dragon Po!"

"Take the move, Xiao Zhao Feidao!"

"Take the move, Black Meteor Falls!"

"Take the move, Wuji Liuyunxiu!"

"Four consecutive attacks of invincible domineering power, finish it and call it a day!"

Xiao Zhao seemed to have returned to his childhood, making silly comparisons and dubbing himself.

There's no way around it, it's so lonely in a place like this where birds don't lay eggs, and it's easy to have a nervous breakdown.

He had to find some way to entertain himself, and no one would see him anyway.

If Shura Tianren hadn't re-entered the evolutionary state, he would definitely use five consecutive attacks.

As a one-star and a half-saint, Xiao Zhao's current combo cannot be said to be powerful. Primordial Chaos has the effect of weakening the opponent, and can also trap the target in a fixed void space. The ensuing Yanlong Po, Xiao Zhao Fei Dao, Black Meteor Fall, and Wuji Liuyun Sleeve all doubled in power with the addition of the violent gene lock.

It is no exaggeration to say that even if Zhang Sanfeng encounters Xiao Zhao's combo, he may not be able to take it.

Bang bang bang bang!

His self-proclaimed "Four Combinations of Invincible Dominance" focused on wild beasts and boars.

In other words, the wild boar had no intention of evading.

The old god stood in the chaotic space, and its contemptuous and disdainful eyes expressed the following meaning: what-are-you-what are you doing?

Zhao Hao's wave of sexy moves turned into tickling.

The big wild boar that had been hit four times in a row remained motionless, with no skin injuries at all.

That scene, how should I put it, is like trying to hit a tank with a slingshot. Even if you hit it again and again, it's of no use.

Zhao Hao took a deep breath and ran away without any hesitation.

Relying solely on the effectiveness of the Qingyun suit, he escaped the big wild boar's counterattack and teleported back to the cave thousands of miles away.

"Let me strangle you. Are you that strong?"

Back in the cave, Zhao Hao sat down on the ground with cold sweat on his forehead.

"In this world, is it true that we can't defeat monsters beyond our level?"

Thinking of some of Sister Murong's words, Zhao Hao fell into deep thought.

In this world, every time you advance to a level, your strength doubles, and the challenge of leapfrogging is a fantasy. For example, among the Seven Rainbow Sisters, the eldest sister is a seven-star semi-saint, the second sister, the third sister, and the fourth sister are all six-star semi-saints, and Xiao Wu, Xiao Liu, and Xiao Qi also have five-star semi-saint cultivation. The seven people put together are a very terrifying force, but when they encounter the eight-star Pinhua Langjun, they are crushed in seconds, and the seven sisters have no room to fight back.

"Brother Ding, how long will you continue to be arrogant?"

Zhao Hao sighed, his tone full of sadness.

As we all know, Brother Ding has always been willful and arrogant.

The mysterious little black tripod would come out to show off when he was in a good mood. He would not come out when he was in a bad mood and was beaten to death. He didn't care about Zhao Hao's life or death at all.

Logically speaking, if Xiao Hei Ding is willing to help, killing that wild beast and wild boar will definitely not be a problem... But Brother Ding refuses to come out, what can you do with it?

Even though Xiao Zhao has now become a semi-saint, he still cannot control the weird sixth gene lock.

As for his seventh gene lock...it would make me cry if I talk about it too much.

His seventh gene lock is a mist, a mist that even the King of Heaven cannot see through.

Let alone controlling this thing, Xiao Zhao still doesn't understand the function of this fog.

The only benefit of turning on this gene lock is that it allows him to break through the bottleneck of the Eight-Star Master. Other than that, Xiao Zhao does not experience any benefits.

He thought that the seventh gene lock must be useful, but it would take a long time to explore.

In other words, we have to wait for an opportunity to activate the effect of the seventh gene lock.

Back then, Brother Ding had unknown effects at first, but later he suddenly showed great power against the genetic warrior Wen Qinghe.

There was no other way, Zhao Hao could only find another way to improve his combat effectiveness.

"Has the level of evolution become so important?"

After much thought, Zhao Hao found the core problem.

His Nine Heavens is still stuck on the fifth level.

He had already realized this shortcoming as early as the third level of Tianyu.

It's a pity that the problems associated with this shortcoming are too serious and have not been resolved until now.

Advanced evolution techniques, or mental techniques, can exponentially increase the power of moves. Xiao Zhao's current various moves are not a big problem, but the level of evolution is not up to date. If this core issue is not resolved, the consequences will be endless.

"No matter, let's try it again."

Zhao Hao opened up a new idea and used the Great Advent Technique.

In fact, he did this kind of thing on the first day he came to this world. At that time, he had a conjecture: If this is the fourth-level heaven, then he should be able to use the Great Descending Technique to descend a clone to the third-level heaven. , then many things will be simplified.

Unfortunately, that great descent was not successful.

He was restricted by an invisible law of heaven and earth, and could not descend at all.

Zhao Hao thought it was because he didn't have enough skill. Now that he was a semi-saint after all, he might be able to enter the soul with one shot.

During the lengthy advent ceremony, a small black hole of distorted time and space appeared in front of Zhao Hao.

A figure similar to Zhao Hao got into the black hole.

Xiao Zhao was extremely excited. Based on past experience, this was a sign of imminent success.

Theoretically speaking, the shadow clone with a ray of Zhao Hao's soul can descend to a lower plane as long as it enters the black hole of time and space.

But this time, the dark shadow that penetrated did not successfully arrive, and was instantly crushed into powder by the mysterious power of time and space.

Zhao Hao's ray of soul was also wiped out, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood on the spot.

"Nima...huh?"

Xiao Zhao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and was about to curse when he suddenly discovered an unexpected situation.

There was a subtle commotion in his spiritual world.

That kind of commotion comes from the external incarnation that is closely connected to his soul - the descendant of the Demon Emperor!

On the first altar in the world of Yuanshen, there are two phantoms.

One of the phantoms is the soul of Zhao Hao himself, and the other phantom belongs to the white-haired birdman.

It is through this method that Zhao Hao can control every move of the white-haired birdman from thousands of miles away.

When he came to this strange world, the white-haired birdman silhouette on the altar became lifeless and lost contact with Zhao Hao.

At the moment when Zhao Hao's second arrival failed, the originally lifeless clone soul conveyed a weak wave of thoughts.

"Ale, it's time!"

Zhao Hao's original soul gave a deep shout and controlled the clone's shadow to rush towards A Le.

Unable to swallow Ah Le at first, Xiao Zhao thought about it and came up with a solution: using a parasitic method to find a new body for Ah Le.

It's just that Ah Le is his inner demon after all, so finding a physical body will definitely not work, unless Zhao Hao is willing to bear the pain and give Ah Le the body of a white-haired birdman. In the past, the descendants of the Demon Emperor were of great use, but Zhao Hao was reluctant to do so.

But now, he can't control so much.

In the blink of an eye, the phantoms of Ah Le and the white-haired birdman merged together.

An incredible scene appeared. The fit between the two was incredibly high and they quickly merged into one.

Gradually, the two phantoms of the soul that merged into one turned into a stream of light and separated from Zhao Hao's world of soul.

That streak of light flew to the sky, as if traveling through time and space and arriving in another world.

At this moment, in the retreat place of the third-level Tianyu Yaochi, the descendant of the Demon Emperor, who had been sitting cross-legged like a sculpture with his eyes closed, suddenly stood up.

His appearance has not changed at all, but his temperament has undergone earth-shaking changes.

The pair of demon wings behind him have disappeared without a trace. His long silver hair turned into dust. His original indifference disappeared, and so did his cruel and murderous eyes. He seemed very sunny and kind, like a warm-hearted and kind-hearted boy next door.

The bald boy looked around and suddenly clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, sin, sin, sin..."