"The three super-grade elixirs, this one is a little tricky!"

Yang Fan opened his eyes, frowned slightly, and his heart moved, and information appeared one after another.

"Yang Fan. ”

"Demigod pinnacle. ”

"The Divine Fire evolution rate is 99%!"

"Strength 30,000 (+23,000), Agility 30,000 (+23,000), Defense 30,000 (+23,000), Spirit 30,000 (+23,000), Intelligence 30,000 (+23,000), Constitution 30,000 (+23,000)"

In addition to the surge in physical fitness, Yang Fan also condensed the [Poisonous Demigod Body] [Cursed Demigod Body] [Phantom Demigod Body] [Star Demigod Body] [Super Self-Healing Demigod Body] [Ice Demigod Body] [Wind Demigod Body] Seven demigod skills, each of which reached legendary quality, made his combat power skyrocket again.

Yang Fan frowned slightly: "There are still places where high-grade divine medicines are produced in the entire Cloud Empire, and super-grade divine medicines can only survive within the sphere of influence of xenomorphs, or in some ancient forbidden places. ”

The reason why there are so few pseudo-god powerhouses in the Cloud Empire is because the pseudo-god realm is indeed difficult to break through, and on the other hand, there is a lack of precious resources such as super-grade divine medicine.

The reason why the dragon clan and other heterogeneous four royal families are endlessly strong has given birth to more than one powerhouse of the True God Realm. One of the big factors is that they occupy the most delicate places in the Cangxing Realm and have the most precious resources.

Even in the most glorious Ancient Six Emperors era of the human race, the four great alien royal clans all dominated one side, occupying the most resourceful place in the Cangxing Realm, and only nominally submitted to the Six Emperors.

"Consuming 5,000 mythical evolution points, it can also replace the role of the three super-grade elixirs, directly pseudo-gods!"

After Yang Fan activated the [Insight] skill, a line of information appeared directly.

Yang Fan said to himself: "Lang Jiu, they only need 200 mythical evolution points to advance to the pseudo-god realm, but I actually need 5,000 mythical evolution points to be able to advance to the pseudo-god, the gap is too big." But it's okay, at least I still have a way to advance to the False God!"

The original territories of the three major alien races in the northern battlefield fell into Yang Fan's hands. Countless humans in these territories have also become Yang Fan's people. They can also contribute a lot of golden evolution points to Yang Fan, plus the resources in the territory, maybe in less than a hundred years, he can advance to the pseudo-god.

In the new snake fortress at the junction of the Dark Poison Demon Snake Clan and the Flying Demon Snake Clan in the Northern Battlefield, there are 100,000 elites of the Dark Poison Demon Snake Clan.

A hundred miles above the New Snake Fortress, suddenly the fog and clouds were churning, and a terrifying flying demon snake with a body length of up to 10,000 meters and exuding the fluctuation of the terrifying power of the pseudo-god level directly appeared, with an indifferent and ferocious light flashing in its eyes overlooking the New Snake Fortress below.

"What's that?"

"False gods, false gods!"

"Damn, the pseudo-god ancestor of the Flying Demon Snake Clan is actually here!"

“......”

The dark venomous demon snake powerhouses in the New Snake Fortress looked at the old man of the Flying Demon Snake Clan in the sky, and a trace of horror and despair flashed in everyone's eyes.

"You traitors, all die!"

A trace of hideous color flashed in the eyes of the Flying Demon Snake Clan's ancestor, and with a bang, a pillar of light erupted from his mouth and landed above the New Snake Fortress.

Bang!!

With an earth-shattering loud sound, the heavy defensive enchantments surrounding that fortress instantly collapsed, and a mushroom cloud rose up, and the 100,000 elites of the Dark Poison Demon Snake Clan and nearly a million people in the fortress were all turned into ashes in the blow of the Flying Demon Snake Ancestor.

"Pseudo-god powerhouse!!"

"The Flying Demon Snake Clan has dispatched the Pseudo-God Ancestor!"

"Damn, you have to contact the North King!"

"The Northern King is not here, and no one can compete with the Flying Demon Snake Ancestor at all!"

“......”

There were also countless Yang Fan's eyeliners around the new snake fortress, and they all saw the figure of the Flying Demon Snake Ancestor, and immediately began to contact Yang Fan through various means.

"Flying Demon Snake Ancestor, how dare he come to die?"

In a luxury villa, Yang Fan, who was enjoying the food, got the information, his brows raised slightly, and his body suddenly turned into a gust of breeze and disappeared.

In the sky of a fortress in the territory of the Dark Poison Demon Snake, the Flying Demon Snake Ancestor exuded a terrifying aura of pseudo-god level and looked down below.

Two demigod powerhouses of the Flying Demon Snake Clan led the army of the Flying Demon Snake Clan to attack the fortress, easily crushing the resistance of the fortress and starting to search for supplies and capture slaves.

"Flying Demon Snake Ancestor, it's really surprising that you dare to throw yourself into the net! You should have brought helpers, right? Call out all your helpers!"

A gust of wind blew in the sky, and Yang Fan suddenly appeared in the void, looking at the Flying Demon Snake Ancestor and said lightly.

There was a person behind Yang Fan, who was the Heavenly Snake Light.

The Heavenly Snake Light held the [Heavenly Snake Divine Fork] and looked at the Flying Demon Snake Ancestor and smiled coldly: "Your subordinates are defeated!"

Flying Demon Snake Old Ancestor Senran smiled and said, "Yang Fan, today is the place where you are buried!"

In the void, a burst of colorful light shone, and a pseudo-god Colorful Feathered Serpent God with a body length of up to a thousand meters, a body full of colorful feathers, and two pairs of wings emerged from the void, and a terrifying aura of the late stage of the pseudo-god diffused from his body.

Yang Fan's eyes shrank slightly: "Colorful Feathered Serpent God!"

That colorful Quetzalcoatl God was the terrifying pseudo-god who fought with the guardian god of the Cloud Empire in the imperial capital of the Cloud Empire. Although he was wounded and fled, he was besieged by the Patron God of the Cloud Empire and his subordinates.

"Northern King Yang Fan! Amazing, in such a short period of time, you have already evolved to the realm of a demigod, and you also have a pseudo-god subordinate by your side! This is amazing! The evolution speed of the six ancient emperors of the human race is not as fast as yours! The only evolution speed that can compare with you is the heir of the true god!"

"So, you go and die!"

The fierce light flashed in the eyes of the Colorful Feathered Serpent God, and a medium-grade pseudo-artifact progression [Colorful Divine Spear] appeared on his forehead, and he stabbed Yang Fan fiercely with the colorful light.

Countless colorful rays of light converged from all directions, forming a pillar of colorful light that stabbed straight towards Yang Fan.

"Your opponent is me!!"

The fierce light flashed in the eyes of the Heavenly Snake Light, and with a roar, he held the [Heavenly Snake Divine Fork] in his hand, and countless wind blades appeared all over his body, forming a huge wind blade storm and slashing towards that pillar of colorful light.

Bang!

The wind blade storm collapsed instantly, and the sky snake light was also shocked by the colorful light and flew hundreds of meters away. Obviously, his strength is still slightly inferior to the Colorful Quetzalcoatl!

A gust of wind blew, and one by one, the wind clones of the heavenly snake light appeared directly, rushing towards the colorful Quetzalcoatl God from all directions. Two terrifying pseudo-god powerhouses fought frantically together.