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

Yang Fan took a closer look at the war spear he had snatched from the Demon Scorpion Clan's pseudo-god, with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes, and handed it to the black scorpion.

The powerhouses of the pseudo-god limit are also divided into third-rate and ninth-rate, and the pseudo-god limit powerhouses who have the pseudo-god limit powerhouses that fit their pseudo-artifacts will generally be stronger than those who do not fit their pseudo-god limit powerhouses.

"And this Demon Scorpion Clan's pseudo-god powerhouse has a lot of good things in his hands!

Yang Fan took out the storage ring of the Demon Scorpion Clan's pseudo-god powerhouse, and after a slight scan, his eyes suddenly lit up.

In the storage ring of the Demon Scorpion Clan's pseudo-god powerhouse, there were actually ten super-grade divine medicines of various types, and it was obvious that he had gained a lot in this Cangxing Mountain.

Yang Fan, who has the [Evolution] skill, can easily refine all kinds of super-grade elixirs, but it will take decades for the Demon Scorpion Clan's pseudo-god powerhouse to refine a super-grade elixir.

"This Demon Scorpion Clan's pseudo-god powerhouse still has a lot of good treasures!

Yang Fan took out the ten super-grade elixirs in the Demon Scorpion Clan's Pseudo-God Storage Ring one by one and completely refined them.

"Mythic Evolution Points +9000 Points, Divine Core Evolution Rate +10%!"

When Yang Fan refined the ten super-grade elixirs, a line of information suddenly appeared.

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

Yang Fan's figure flickered, turned into a streamer and continued to fly towards the north.

Along the way, Yang Fan killed four more pseudo-god powerhouses, and took three super-grade elixirs from their hands, and refined one of them one by one.

After walking a million miles to the north of the Cangxing Mountain, a boundless blue sea suddenly 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 died together. Their blood fused with the magma gushing out of the earth, forming a sea of blue glow that stretched as far as the eye could see. ”

"In this sea area, the flight altitude cannot exceed 100 meters, and the flight speed cannot exceed the speed of sound, otherwise it will attract ominous. ”

"In the middle of the Qingxia Sea, there is a Qingxia Divine Island, and on that Qingxia Divine Island, the world core of the Cangxing Realm may be born. ”

Yang Fan looked at the boundless cyan sea, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

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

"This Qingxia Sea is also very dangerous, and it has fallen many pseudo-god powerhouses. If you want to cross the sea, you must have a spirit ship of pseudo-artifact level! Otherwise, even if the powerhouse of the pseudo-god limit flies too far in the Qingxia Sea, his strength will be exhausted and he will encounter an ominous fall. ”

Yang Fan waved his hand, and a spirit ship engraved with countless spirit patterns, a hundred meters long, and inlaid with ten demigod heads, suddenly appeared.

"This is a spirit ship of the highest grade demigod level. It can barely withstand the erosion of the Qingxia Sea. Still, it's not enough!"

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

One after another, the spirit pattern shone, and the spirit ship spread for a while, and soon a strange and twisted pseudo-god head grew, and a trace of the power fluctuation of the pseudo-god's lower grade diffused from the spirit ship.

"That's right! The lower-grade pseudo-artifact is more than ten times stronger than the higher-grade demiartifact. I should be able to barely survive the Qingxia Sea!"

Yang Fan showed a hint of satisfaction in his eyes, came to the Qingxia Sea, and stretched out his hand to press on the water of the Qingxia Sea.

Whew!

A crisp sound sounded, and a trace of black smoke came out of Yang Fan's right hand, and he could feel his strength being rapidly eroded by the sea.

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

Surrounded by that water film, Yang Fan sensed that the Qingxia Sea was eroding him at a much slower rate. Even so, the sea of Qingxia Sea was still eroding his body and soul in the slightest.

Yang Fan thought for a moment: "I can't absorb the power of this Qingxia Sea, it contains the terrifying power of the true god level, and it is combined with the special environment here to form the Qingxia Sea." ”

Those true gods and powerhouses possessed terrifying and unparalleled power in each of their lifetimes. Once they fall, if they fall in a place rich in vitality, they will also form all kinds of terrifying forbidden lands and Jedi.

Only the true gods with special purification abilities who had special purification abilities could completely purify the Qingxia Sea with a huge amount of energy. However, none of the true gods who possessed the ability to purify this Qingxia Sea were interested in doing such a thing.

A fresh breeze blew, and the spirit ship, which had stretched to five hundred meters long, suddenly entered the Qingxia Sea.

Countless mysterious spirit patterns appeared on the spirit ship, and the entire spirit ship opened a layer of transparent water spirit enchantment to resist the erosion of the Qingxia Sea.

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

After Yang Fan drove the spirit ship for thousands of miles in the Qingxia Sea, he saw at a glance that thousands of miles away, there was a spirit ship three thousand meters long, engraved with countless spirit patterns, and exuding the level of high-grade pseudo-artifacts.

On that luxurious spirit ship, there are beautiful dancing girls of all races. A burly, handsome young man with a pair of dragon horns was lying on a large bed, holding a fox and a swan girl in his arms.

"Young master, a new spirit ship has appeared thousands of miles away from us! That spirit ship is a pseudo-god lower grade, and the owner seems to be Yang Fan, the northern king of the Cloud Empire!"

A tall beautiful girl from the Jiaolong Clan stepped forward and saluted the young man, calmly analyzing.

That handsome young man of the Dragon Clan was the strongest genius of the younger generation of the True Dragon Clan, Dragon God Yan! He was also one of the most promising powerhouses of the True Dragon Clan!

"Northern King Yang Fan, he is the genius with the fastest evolution speed of the human race, and the evolution speed of the six emperors of the ancient human race is not as fast as his! He also came here to find the world core of the Cangxing Realm, if that world core is obtained by him, I am afraid that the human race will be able to dominate another era!"

"It's better for such a genius to die sooner rather than later!

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

The beautiful girl of the Jiaolong clan replied respectfully: "Yes! Young Master!"

The three-thousand-meter-long spirit ship with countless spirit patterns engraved on its body shone brightly, and one after another powerful pseudo-god spirit body phantoms from different species appeared, turning into a ray of light and slamming into the spirit ship that Yang Fan was riding.