Chapter 503: The Transformation of the Scorpion King

"Shiyao, you are so amazing, you actually walked in front of us..."

Yang Fan showed a few happy smiles on his face.

He was actually relieved about Deng Shiyao's progress and strength.

At the same time, he is confident, believing that no one can surpass himself at the same level.

This confidence comes from the "Xianhong Jue" he has studied in seclusion for many years.

In the Yangen period, from the initial stage to the middle stage, even Yang Fan himself felt incredible about the improvement of his strength.

However, to fully utilize and unfold the strength of Yangen in the middle stage, at least he needs to go through many life-and-death battles with the strong men of the same level.

After understanding the situation, Yang Fan observed the changes in Xianhong's space again, and Shi Qianhan continued to practice the demonic flames, striving to reach the "Four Netherworlds" realm as soon as possible.

After the mid-stage promotion of Yangen, the area of ​​the entire living place expanded again, and it had reached a radius of thirty miles.

At the same time, there were many "coolers" in the area where Xianlaiju originally existed.

Most of these coolies were brought by Shi Qianhan from the inland sea. Not only were there human cultivators, but also demon cultivators in the inland sea.

The humans and demon cultivators in front of them have different cultivation levels from the foundation-building stage to the high-level golden elixir. Some of them stay in the Xianhong space, and some of them go with Yang Fan and nine others to help build the Immortal City.

When Yang Fan arrived, these "cool workers" had deep fear in their eyes.

Yang Fan ignored them and turned to the Spirit Beast Garden and the Spiritual Zhu Garden.

The Glazed Cold Crystal Snake has reached the peak of level 4, and is only one step away from becoming a thrilling demon cultivator in the transformation stage.

In addition, in a corner of the Spirit Beast Garden, a huge poisonous scorpion was soaked alone in an ink-like pond.

This poisonous scorpion is more than three feet long and two feet tall. Its shell is golden, flashing like metal armor, and extremely hard.

A pair of poisonous pincers with a flashing cold light were slightly raised, and the raised tail thorns were almost as long as the body.

The blue lightning trembled in those eyes, and there was also a strange light red, which was shocking and stiff.

If other high-level monks come here in person, they will feel this aura deeply, and they will be shocked.

The poisonous scorpion king in the transformation period!

When Yang Fan was in seclusion and practicing, Shi Qianhan was not idle, and he took care of these poisonous scorpions.

At this moment, he was overjoyed when he saw the poisonous scorpion king who was promoted to the stage of transformation.

As a rare rare beast in this world, the Soul-Devouring Scorpion King has high grade talents. Under the same circumstances, it is probably much stronger than other high-level transformations.

"Master, you finally come out of seclusion..."

The Soul-Devouring Scorpion King, his dark blue eyes, his light trembled slightly, and he took the initiative to communicate with Yang Fan.

Buzz ~~

Suddenly, golden spots flashed around him, turning into a burly man.

However, the big man's hands were a pair of chilling poisonous pincers.

"Congratulations, promotion and transformation period." Yang Fan smiled slightly.

At this moment, the two can have a face-to-face conversation.

"This is all the result of the master's cultivation." The man said respectfully.

As Yang Fan's spirit beast, he deeply understood the power and terrifyingness of his master.

Not to mention that he has just been promoted to the Transformation Stage, even if his cultivation level reaches the late stage of Transformation Stage, he dare not be disrespectful to Yang Fan at all.

"Okay, it's okay, you can continue to practice. If you want to go out for a walk, you can't easily hurt people and cause trouble, and you can't leave this thousand miles away."

Yang Fan said lightly.

The Poison Scorpion King was overjoyed when he heard this. With Yang Fan's reply, he disappeared from the place where he lived and appeared in the clinic the next moment.

However, with the master's instructions, he turned the shocking pair of poisonous pincers into his hands.

In this way, he looks like there is no difference between humans.

Under the circumstances of deliberately concealment, only high-level powerful people can feel the difference in his aura.

In the living room of the clinic.

Swish!

The burly man who transformed into a scorpion king appeared out of thin air.

"Ah!" Luo Yan and his son exclaimed, staring at the big man beside Yang Fan.

"He is my servant." Yang Fan explained with a smile on his face.

"Servant?" Luo Yan and his son nodded, but when they looked at the Scorpion King, there was still a little fear and fear on their faces.

For some reason, when facing this person, there was a thrill in the depths of their souls.

Now that the Poison Scorpion King has reached the transformation stage, he can instantly poison their souls with just one thought and action.

"Okay, go out and stroll, don't cause trouble."

Yang Fan ordered.

"Yes, master." The Scorpion King's face was full of excitement, his figure swayed, and disappeared from the clinic.

Luo Yan and his son were dull.

When they realized it, the burly man didn't know where he was missing.

Just judging from the speed of the man's performance, it was several times faster than all the high-level golden elixirs around them.

Even if he didn't even capture his spiritual consciousness, how did he disappear?

This incident hit them a big blow, and any servant around Yang Fan reached a height that they wanted to look up to.

Soon, Zheng Xiaoman also came back, looking beautiful and charming.

In contrast, Luo Yan's appearance in his fifties became extremely dim.

"Master, you have come out of seclusion."

Zheng Xiaoman was inexplicably surprised and bowed to his body.

In this living room, Zheng Xiaoman and his family are all together.

Yang Fan glanced at Na Luo Yan and his son and pondered: "For so many years, you have worked diligently to build a clinic and have reformed again. I will give you a magical medicine to embark on the advanced level."

Hearing this, Zheng Xiaoman was ecstatic and hurriedly pulled her husband and son to kneel down to thank him.

Yang Fan also gave these two people three life wisdom water and seven spirit nectar, and believed that they should have great hope of being promoted to higher levels.

Even if it is still not enough, Yang Fan still has the condensation pill in his hand and can refine more.

Nowadays, only spiritual elixirs at the level of Huaying Pill make Yang Fan feel tricky.

After chatting with Zheng Xiaoman and his family for a while, Yang Fan walked out of the clinic and glanced at Hu Fei who was dozing off under a roof in Wuliu Town.

Sigh ~~

Hu Fei slept very hard, drooling, looking extremely lazy.

Yang Fan discovered that Hu Fei was approaching the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. However, he was idle and could not calm down. Most of the time he used to rely on combat to improve his strength and then break through his cultivation.

I don’t know how many strong people have been fighting in the past fifty years.

I just heard Zheng Xiaoman say that the high-level Nascent Soul in Yuyang is afraid of being beaten by him, and no one is willing to fight him anymore.

Yang Fan's face showed no sense of playfulness inexplicably, and he walked towards Hu Fei with a smile.

When he walked closer, he said indifferently: "The Sanyou Old Demon is here..."

"ah--"

Hu Fei jumped up like a flea, and was shocked and said with great confidence: "Where? Let me beat him up!!"

"Hehe, he is in the Jiuyou Hell."

Yang Fan's sarcastic words.

"You... have you come out of seclusion?" Hu Fei stared at Yang Fan, and was stunned at first, then said ecstaticly: "Boss Yang, you finally came out of seclusion. I am about to go with you to kill the nine barbarian tribes, and then join forces to kill the 'Black Wind Demon Emperor'. In the end, we are invincible in the Northern Qin world and become king and dominate."

Kill the Black Wind Demon Emperor? Become the king and dominate?

Yang Fan stared at him for a long time with a strange look on his face.

It was not until Hu Fei was uncomfortable being stared at by him that he suddenly said: "Go to be your great dream of spring and autumn. Only your strength is not enough for the 'Black Wind Demon Emperor' to get into the gaps."

Even the three monks of Northern Qin were defeated in front of the Black Wind Demon Emperor, let alone the early monk Hu Fei.

"Hehe, of course, you have to rely on Boss Yang as the main force." Hu Fei was actually very thick-skinned and even learned to flatter: "Fifty years ago, the boss killed the Nascent Soul cultivator with his early cultivation level. Now, after fifty years of seclusion, his supernatural powers have been achieved. I am afraid no one in the entire Bei Qin Dynasty will be your opponent."

Yang Fan stared at him for a long time and said with a strange expression: "When did you learn to flatter? With my current cultivation level, although I am not afraid of the great Nascent Soul cultivator at all, I am not so arrogant that I can truly invincible in the Northern Qin."

"Boss Hu, Boss Hu!!"

At this moment, seven or eight gangsters came from somewhere in Wuliu Town, ran to Hu Fei, and panted, saying, "The big thing is not good, and there are cultivators who have made up the scene there."
To be continued...