Xianhong Road

Chapter 362 Set sail
If it is an idle poison, if dozens or hundreds of them come, Yang Fan is not afraid.

But this soul-devouring sky poisonous scorpion is extraordinary, and it is a domineering poison that can be ranked among the top ten rare beasts and foreign objects.

A third-level soul-devouring sky poisonous scorpion, whose strength is at the foundation-building stage, if it confronts monks of the same level, it will definitely make human monks tremble with fear, and even run away.

As long as it is bitten by it, or touched, the terrible poison will not only kill the vitality in the body, but even poison the soul.

According to Yang Fan's knowledge, in the world of cultivating immortals, there are absolutely very few poison techniques or poisons that can harm the soul, and that is also the realm that poison masters dream of.

In terms of strength, a Soul-devouring Sky Poison Scorpion like this is as hard as steel, has amazing speed, and has weird and domineering attacks, which can overwhelm a foundation-building expert.

But now it is a group of more than a dozen, swarming up, even if the high-level visits in person, they have to be a little bit cautious.

It is not difficult for Yang Fan if he just wants to get out of danger, or kill these soul-devouring sky poisonous scorpions.

But the first time he saw the "Soul-devouring Sky Poisonous Scorpions", he thought of subduing them.

I'm afraid that any high-ranking monk will have such thoughts when he sees these soul-devouring sky poisonous scorpions.

To subdue the Soul-devouring Sky Poison Scorpion, one can become Yang Fan's battle aid, and the other can refine a more powerful poison.

Therefore, Yang Fan was a little excited in the face of these dozens of Soul-eating Sky Poison Scorpions emitting cold blue light.

Whoosh——

Even though these poisonous scorpions felt the high-level aura from Yang Fan, they were fearless and flew over like ghosts.

Yang Fan stepped on the Xiangyun boots, even in the water, he could move flexibly as he wished, and immediately distanced himself from these poisonous scorpions.

As a high-ranking man, and possessing such powerful auxiliary treasures as Xiangyun Boots, he can naturally avoid the attacks of the poisonous scorpions calmly.

However, Yang Fan had to think of a way to subdue these poisonous scorpions.

puff puff!

With a flick of his fingers, he used [-]% of his strength to shoot out several green fingers, hitting two of the poisonous scorpions.

Under the attack of [-]% strength from the high-level monks, the two poisonous scorpions paused, as if they were stunned, but after a while, they returned to normal.It seems that the attack just now did not cause substantial harm to them.

"The defensive power is good. Although it is not as good as the wild mutants like the glazed cold crystal snake, it is definitely not easy to rank in the top ten rare beasts and foreign objects."

Yang Fan secretly praised it.

Moreover, this soul-devouring sky poisonous scorpion is extremely fierce, it can overcome the fear of ordinary monsters facing high-level monks, and dare to challenge high-level monks.

After wandering like this for a while, Yang Fan cast many spells, but he couldn't subdue these soul-devouring sky poisonous scorpions.

Powerful magic weapons, such as Mohuang Sword, Xuanyin Fan, etc., are easy to hurt them.

Weaker spells cannot cause substantial attacks against them.

After thinking about it for a while, Yang Fan took out the top-grade spiritual weapon, the blue tripod.

clang~~
The cyan tripod turned into a giant, flew over the poisonous scorpions, and made a sound that shocked the soul.

This voice contained a powerful spiritual attack, and with Yang Fan's high-level cultivation base, it was enough to stun low-level monsters for a moment, and even shattered their souls.

But these soul-devouring venomous scorpions just paused in place without any damage.

"receive--"

Yang Fan played the continuous spell in his hand, and there was a huge suction force from the blue tripod, which not only sucked in the sea water in an area, but even these poisonous scorpions were no exception.

The Soul-devouring Sky Poisonous Scorpion was too small, and under the huge gap in its strength level, it was unable to resist this suction after all. After a little struggle, it was sucked in.

clang clang~~
The surface of the cyan tripod was shining with blue light, and it emitted continuous bells, which stunned all the Soul-eating Sky Poison Scorpions.

After entering the Baoding, the sound of the mental attack is several times more powerful. Even though these poisonous scorpions have strong resistance at the soul level, they are still restrained.

"Hehe." Yang Fan smiled lightly, took out a special jade bottle, put the Soul-devouring scorpion in it, and set a strong restriction.

After subduing these poisonous scorpions, as for how to subdue them, that is a matter later.

Yang Fan believes that this should not be difficult for him, even the existence of the glazed cold crystal snake, which is comparable to a beast, has been subdued by him, not to mention these poisonous scorpions.

To subdue these rare beasts "Soul-eating Sky Poison Scorpion", Yang Fan took the broken Wu Que Tree into the Immortal Ring.

Perhaps only Yang Fan can easily take away such a huge monster, and it would be difficult for him to free up such a large storage space for a high-level Golden Core.

After taking Wu Queshu away, Yang Fan searched for a while, and found hundreds of Sky Poison Scorpion eggs under the tree roots, which made him overjoyed.

Unceremoniously, Yang Fan took away these poisonous scorpion eggs, and intercepted some Tianque tree roots before leaving satisfied.

It can be said that this trip has been fruitful.

After a while, Yang Fan returned to the sea and hurried back to the island.

He didn't want to stay on this island for a while longer, because he was seen by many monsters lurking in the seabed when he subdued a dozen poisonous sky scorpions and obtained hundreds of poisonous scorpion eggs.

These monsters have already opened their minds, and Yang Fan doesn't believe that they will have no greed.

"Things are done, now we can prepare to leave the island."

Yang Fan brought Fu Ping and Fu Xue to the coast, and sacrificed the sky boat.

This huge iron-clad ark immediately caused a sensation among the monks on the island.

Even the black python that was the lord was alarmed, and it said to Yang Fan: "This high-ranking human monk, our monster clan has no right to stop you from going out to sea. But you can't take away the civilians on the island, they belong to This territory."

shhhhh--

At this moment, hundreds of human monks flew over from the island, among them there were many strong ones from the Foundation Establishment period.

"My lord, please, take us away."

An old man at the Foundation Establishment Stage who was the leader, begged.

Hundreds of monks, all above the concentration period, all looked at Yang Fan pleadingly.

Staying on this island, there is no real freedom, and living under the power of the demon clan, even if you live, it is just living.

Whoa!

Under the order of the black python, the monster warriors on the island surrounded the coastline.

There are hundreds of these monster warriors, each of them is fully armed, and their bodies are full of killing.

"May I ask this lord, which monks are slaves and which are commoners?"

Yang Fan asked lightly.

"Slaves are those human monks and mortals who don't obey the control and are enslaved by our monster race. As for the common people, they are the monks who survive on the island." Black Python replied.

"Slaves can't be taken away, so why can't civilians?" Yang Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, and shot out a ray of light, which made the ten-foot-long black python tremble.

"According to the island's treaty, if civilians want to leave, they must pay one hundred spirit stones."

The black python fights according to reason.

At this moment, two powerful auras came from the distant sea area.

Yang Fan's complexion changed slightly, it turned out to be two high-level monsters, a sea snake and a murloc.

shhh-

After a while, the sea snake and the murloc flew to the vicinity of the island and turned into a half-human, half-demon appearance.

The sea snake has a pointed head and a mouth that speaks snake letters. Apart from that, its limbs and torso are no different from humans.

And that high-ranking murloc turned into a human woman wearing a palace dress, but with a few scales on her head and slightly protruding eyes.

Two high-level monsters rushed to the island at the same time. The powerful coercion made all the monster cultivators and human monks feel in awe.

Yang Fan knows that the fourth-level monsters are comparable to the high-level Jindan, and they can change into human appearances by using the "transformation technique".But after all, he has not stepped into the transformation period, and when he transforms into a human form, he will definitely leave some characteristics of the original body.

"Little Heimeng, I have seen two adults."

The black python quickly saluted.

"What's going on here?" The snake-headed man transformed by the sea snake cast a cold glance at Yang Fan and asked the black python.

"It's like this. This high-level human being wants to leave the sea with a warship, and these monks on the island want to follow."

"Hmph, no. Slaves cannot be taken away. Civilians have to pay one hundred spirit stones to leave."

The snake-headed man said coldly.

After all, the two high-level demon cultivators all exuded a powerful aura, making all the cultivators on the field look ashamed, and only Yang Fan remained calm.

Yang Fan reckoned that the strength of these two great demon cultivators was close to the middle stage of Jindan, and in the monster territory, if he matched up, he would definitely not be able to please him.

In addition, he didn't plan to take many people away at all, at most he found a few coolies to act as "sailors" to help him steer the boat.

"Well, it's better like this..." Yang Fan put his hand on his chin, and said slowly: "Except for these two medicine boys, I can only take in ten people at most, they must be monks in the foundation stage, the age cannot exceed fifty, and one hundred spirit stones, you You have to pay yourself."

Hearing this, most of the monks on the field sighed in despair.

"My lord, I meet the requirements." A young man in the Foundation Establishment Stage walked up ecstatically.

Yang Fan swept his consciousness, and said lightly: "You hand over the spirit stone to the lord, and then you can follow me."

"Yes, my lord."

The young man in the foundation-building period was ecstatic, and took out a hundred spirit stones, which was not difficult for a monk in the foundation-building period.

Soon, seven or eight qualified people boarded the sky boat.

The whole process was completed under the supervision of the two high-level monsters and the monster warriors on the island.

"Two friends from the demon race, are you satisfied?"

Yang Fan also boarded the sky boat and paid the spirit stone for Fu Ping and Fu Xue, looking at the two high-ranking demon clans with a smile.

The sea snake man and the colorful skirt woman looked at each other and nodded in unison, but there was still some reluctance in their eyes, and they let Yang Fan take ten people aboard the sky boat.

"I will hand over this token to you, and you will take turns driving the sky boat."

Yang Fan handed over the control token of Tian Xingzhou to these eight or nine foundation-building monks.

These people treated Yang Fan with respect, and quickly distributed the tasks.

"set sail."

After everything was ready, Yang Fan stood at the stern of the boat, staring at the monks by the coast of the island, and sighed secretly.

These monks, with despair and helplessness on their faces, dim light in their eyes, looked away from the only hope, away from sight.

A small island like this is like gravel in the Inland Sea of ​​Tianqin. Even if other sea fortresses pass by, most of them would not bother to stay.

Most of them are destined to spend their entire lives on this island, living under the power of the demon clan.

Facing the sea breeze, Yang Fan felt uncomfortable.

Facing the vast Tianqin Inner Sea and the fate of hundreds of millions of human beings, he, a high-ranking Golden Core, still looks small, and even if he wants to, he is powerless to reverse the overall situation.

Maybe it can be done someday in the distant future, but it is definitely not what Yang Fan is thinking about now.

He is just a grain of sand, drifting in this boundless sea, seeking strength and his own path amidst difficulties and obstacles.

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