Chapter 565： Qingxiahai

"This is a top-grade fake artifact [Scorpion King’s Spear]. With this fake artifact, Black Scorpion’s combat power can be increased by one more point!"

Yang Fan took a closer look at the war spear he had snatched from the pseudo-god of the Demon Scorpion tribe, with a trace of satisfaction in his eyes, and handed it to Black Scorpion.

The powers of the false gods limit are also divided into three ranks and nine grades. The powers of the false gods who are suitable for their own false gods are generally stronger than those who do not fit their own false gods.

"Moreover, the pseudo-god powerhouse of the Demon Scorpion race has a lot of good things in his hands! It seems that he is lucky!

Yang Fan took out the storage ring of the strong pseudo-god of the Demon Scorpion clan, scanned it a little, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

In the storage ring of the powerful pseudo-god of the Demon Scorpion clan, there are actually ten supernatural medicines of various types. Obviously, he has gained a lot from the mountain of blue stars.

Yang Fan, who possesses the [Evolution] skill, can easily refine all kinds of super-grade magic medicine, and it will take decades for the magic scorpion pseudo-god powerhouse to refine a super-grade magic medicine.

"This magic scorpion clan pseudo-god powerhouse still has a lot of good treasures! Add up enough to allow me to get another three to four thousand mythological evolution points!"

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

"Mythology evolution points +9000 points, and **** core evolution rate +10%!"

After Yang Fan refined the ten super magic medicines, a line of information emerged.

"It would be great if you could always meet such a fat sheep!"

Yang Fan flickered, turning into a streamer and continuing to fly north.

Along the way, Yang Fan killed four more pseudo-god powerhouses, and seized three super-quality magic medicines from their hands, and refined one of them.

After walking a million miles north of the mountain of blue stars, an invisible blue sea suddenly appeared in front of Yang Fan.

"This is the Qingxia Sea! The place where the true **** Qingluan and the true **** Blue Sea hawk moth died together. Their blood merged with the magma gushing out of the earth to form this invisible Qingxia Sea."

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

"In the center of the Qingxia Sea, there is a Qingxia God Island. On that Qingxia God Island, the world core of the Blue Star Realm may be born."

Yang Fan looked at the invisible blue sea with a glimmer of light in his eyes.

In the ancient times, the human race had won the core of the blue star realm six times, so naturally they had some understanding of the situation in this area.

"This Qingxia Sea is also very dangerous, and many false gods have fallen. If you want to cross the sea, you must have a spiritual ship with a pseudo-artifact series! Otherwise, even if the strong false gods fly too far in the Qingxia Sea, It will also run out of strength and encounter an unknown fall."

As soon as Yang Fan waved his hand, a 100-meter-long spirit ship engraved with countless spirit patterns and inlaid with ten demigod heads appeared.

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

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

Spirit patterns gleamed, and the spirit ship spread for a while, and soon spooky and twisted heads of the false gods grew out, and a trace of the power fluctuations of the lower grades of the false gods diffused out of the spirit ship.

"Yes! The lower-grade fake artifact is more than ten times stronger than the upper-grade semi-artifact. It should be able to barely pass the Qingxia Sea!"

There was a hint of satisfaction in Yang Fan's eyes. He came to Qingxia Sea and stretched out his hand to press on the Qingxia Sea.

Boom!

There was a crisp sound, Yang Fan's right hand burst into black smoke, and he could feel his strength being quickly eroded by the sea.

When Yang Fan thought, a curse of water appeared on his right hand, and a film of water surrounded his right hand.

Surrounded by the water film, Yang Fan sensed that the erosion rate of Qingxiahai on him had become much slower. Even so, the Qingxia Sea still eroded his body and soul.

Yang Fan thoughtfully: "I can't absorb the power of the Qingxia Sea. It contains the terrifying power of the true **** level and it combines with the special environment here to form the Qingxia Sea."

Every one of those true gods possessed terrifying power during his lifetime. Once they fall, if they fall in a place with rich vitality, they will also form all kinds of terrifying forbidden land and Jedi.

The Qingxia Sea was also only possible to completely purify it only if the true **** with special purification ability expended massive amounts of energy. But the true **** who has the ability to purify this Qingxia Sea is not interested in doing this kind of thing.

A clear breeze blew, and the spiritual ship that had stretched to a length of 500 meters entered the Qingxia Sea.

Numerous mysterious and unpredictable spirit patterns appeared on the spirit ship, and the entire spirit ship opened a layer of transparent water spirit barrier to resist the erosion of 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 a thousand miles away, there was a spirit ship that was three kilometers long, engraved with countless spiritual patterns, and exuded a high-grade pseudo-artifact series. .

There are beautiful dancers of all races on that luxurious ship of spirit. A burly, handsome young man with a pair of dragon horns lay on a big bed, with a fox and a swan girl in his arms.

"Young Master! A new spirit ship appeared thousands of miles away! That spirit ship is a pseudo-god inferior grade, and the owner seems to be the Northern King Yang Fan of the Cloud Empire!"

A tall beautiful girl from the Jiaolong clan stepped forward and bowed to the young man and calmly analyzed.

That handsome young dragon clan is the strongest genius Dragon Shenyan in the young generation of the true dragon clan! He is also one of the strongest members of the True Dragon Clan who have the most hope to advance to the True God!

"North King Yang Fan? He is the fastest evolving genius of the human race. The six emperors of the ancient human race did not evolve as fast as him! He also came here to look for the world core of the blue star realm. If that world core is obtained by him, I'm afraid Human Race will be able to dominate another era!"

"Such a genius, it's better to die early! Knock his ship over for me!"

A cold light flashed in Long Shenyan's eyes and said coldly.

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

The three-kilometer-long spiritual ship with countless spiritual patterns etched all over its body was shining. One after another, powerful pseudo-god spirit bodies from different species emerged, turning into a ray of light and slammed into the spirit ship on which Yang Fan was riding. go with.