My Transformed System is Toxic

Chapter 263
Shi Lan stayed in her room for a few days, and after healed the wounds on her soul, she opened the lottery section of the empress cultivation system. She still had two intermediate lottery draws in her hand that she hadn't used yet.

Almost all of her magic weapons were destroyed in the previous battle. Now she is destitute and urgently needs supplements of equipment.

When the lottery roulette was opened, Shi Lan did not hesitate, and directly selected the column of [props], using up the two chances.

[Congratulations to the host, you have obtained a five-star prop: Zhanshen Flying Knife. 】

[Congratulations to the host, you have obtained a four-star prop: Wanhua Saint Cloth (imitation)]

[God Slaying Flying Knife: Forged from blood soul steel, it can slash souls and sever consciousness, and it can do a lot of damage to spiritual thoughts. 】

[Wanhua Saint Cloth (Imitation): The Wanhua Saint Cloth is made of the skin of a king of thousands of imaginary beasts in the imperial realm. appearance. 】

Shi Lan took out the two items from the temporary storage in the system.

Zhanshen Flying Knife is a complete set of magic weapons composed of nine blood-colored flying knives. Logically speaking, the five-star level is considered a spiritual treasure, but Zhanshen Flying Knife has no spiritual consciousness, and the blood soul steel itself is extremely harmful to the soul. Big, there is no way to derive spiritual consciousness from it.

As for the imitation Wanhua Saint Cloth, it was a long gown as thin as a cicada gauze. Shi Lan put it on without even feeling the slightest weight.

Shi Lan tried to inject true energy into it, and with a slight movement of her mind, the Myriad Transformation Cloth wrapped her whole body like flowing water.

Shi Lan walked to the mirror, seeing herself in the mirror, couldn't help but widen her eyes.

In the mirror, a middle-aged man in his thirties stood tall, with an ordinary appearance, thrown into the sea of ​​people, he couldn't afford a single wave.

Shi Lan raised her hand to touch it, and the skin on her face was no longer soft and watery, but had a weather-beaten roughness.

"The Saint Cloth of Myriad Transformations...it really is miraculous..."

Shi Lan couldn't help but have some respect for the authentic Myriad Transformation Saint Cloth that can transform thousands of races, it is indeed an extraordinary treasure.

Shi Lan's thoughts moved slightly, and the appearance of the man in the mirror changed quickly, turning into a handsome man in his twenties, who was exactly the same as Wu Xu.

In the past six months, there have been an endless stream of visitors to the mansion, Shi Lan has already learned from Su Lanyue that there are probably not a few people who want to trick her in this Immortal Martial City.

This Myriad Transformation Cloth came at just the right time, it could be called timely rain.

Shi Lan maintained her innocent appearance, pressed the Zhanshen Flying Knife close to her skin, placed it under the Myriad Transformation Cloth, opened the door and walked out.

The news of her awakening has already spread. In recent days, there are not a few spiritual senses lingering around Shifu. If Yan Mobei had not set up a magic circle in Shi Lan's room, the spiritual sense could not be detected. It is already a presumptuous act.

Seeing someone coming out of Shi Lan's room, many consciousnesses moved upon hearing the wind. Seeing Wuxu's appearance, most of the consciousnesses were frightened away on the spot and did not dare to stay in the slightest. Senior, aware of the difference in the breath of 'Wuxu', still swept over with divine sense.

As soon as these spiritual consciousness came into contact with the hem of 'Wuxu' clothes, they felt a pain in their spiritual thoughts, as if cut by a knife, and immediately felt a warning sign, they didn't dare to try again, and retreated one after another.

Shi Lan was relieved when she received the feedback from God Zhanshen Flying Knife. She will borrow the banner of Wuxu for a while longer.

In the sky above the Shifu, a middle-aged man in a black robe stood among the clouds.

The man lowered his head, looked at Wuxu in the courtyard, his brows were tightly furrowed, and after a while, he pointed at the talisman, a faint blue electric light appeared in the depths of his pupils, and then the electric light filled the entire eye sockets instantly like a prairie fire.

"really……"

After a long while, the blue light in the man's pupils dissipated, and the frown between his brows was slowly released, and an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

……

Shi Lan submerged at home for a few more days, and returned to the barracks after recovering almost mentally.

During this period of time, the monster clan died under the Xianwu City, no fewer than tens of millions of people, and the human race was also injured, no less than millions. Since the reorganization of the Emperor Court and the establishment of the Monster Suppressing Army, it is almost the most casualty of the monster clan. The same is true for the human race.

Immortal Martial City is no longer the same as it was before, the sky is covered by thick blood, and at a glance, it is full of blood, and the whole city is filled with violent murderous intentions.

Half a year later, the tens of thousands of people that Shi Lan's subordinates organized at the beginning have already been dismantled and organized into various departments, each with casualties, and it is impossible to find them all again.

Bai Weiyang redeployed thousands of troops for Shi Lan, which is the current limit.

Seeing Shi Lan go and come back, the reactions of the people in the army are different.

In the battle that day, those who were too low in cultivation had died in the aftermath, and the rest were not allowed to approach at all. Most of the people in the army did not know what happened.

I just knew that there was a demon king who came and died on the city wall, and Shi Lan was the only survivor other than those supernatural beings, and he was in a coma for half a year. Many people were concerned about what happened at that time, Curious.

Qu Linghuan and other descendants of the aristocratic family seemed particularly enthusiastic, and brought Shi Lan a lot of holy products for healing, and precious medicines for nourishing blood and longevity.

Reaching out without hitting the smiling person, Shi Lan did not reject them thousands of miles away, and told them the part of the inside story that could be said.

However, these descendants of the aristocratic family did not seem to come here for the inside information of the day. After learning the news, they still showed great hospitality to Shi Lan, which made Shi Lan somewhat puzzled.

Burning Spirit Art burns life energy, and it was almost used at full strength on the day of reincarnation, which almost damaged Shi Lan's lifeline. These ordinary life-extending spiritual materials had little effect on her.

With the prolongation of her waking time and the frequent use of blood during battles, her lifespan seemed to speed up one step at a time. Her hair, which was originally half white, increased day by day, and soon it was almost covered with silver strands. .

His head is full of white hair, but his appearance has not changed in any way because of his glazed jade body, so it is inevitable that he looks a little strange and cold.

Shi Lan silently estimated that her lifespan may be less than 30 years.

This time may be very long for mortals, but for a warrior in the Tiangang realm, it is almost within the snap of a finger.

Silently scanning the rapidly increasing combat achievements in the Demon Suppressing Order, Shi Lan began to count in his heart.

It would be too much effort for her to find the materials needed for the cultivation of the True Martial Indestructible Body one by one by herself. Passing through the Battle Hall is undoubtedly the most convenient shortcut.

As long as she has combat achievements, she should soon be able to gather the spiritual materials needed for the first level of the True Martial Immortal Body.

……

The demon suppressing army, in the camp of the Chinese army, the six demon suppressing commanders were all exhausted and looked at each other speechlessly for a while.

In the past six months, two of the Zhenyao commanders alone have fallen, and after a while, when the Immortal Martial Yin-Yang formation is completely worn out, the casualties will soar, and the scene will be far more cruel than it is now.

"How long can I wait?"

(End of this chapter)