My Transformed System is Toxic

Chapter 598 The Son of the Great Emperor
On the deck of the battleship, Qing Lan looked down at the continent in front of her, her eyes flickered slightly, and she felt a lot of supreme aura just after arriving here.

Dao marks condensed into divine patterns in the void, containing unimaginable power, holding up the entire continent, and the sky was wrapped by a light curtain, above which flowed auspicious colors.

The arrogances on the battleship had never seen such a spectacle before, so they couldn't help being amazed. Ying Qianqiu was unmoved by the scene in front of him, and stood quietly beside Qinglan with a calm expression. As the former supreme, his The vision has far surpassed the level of ordinary creatures.

"The last Wanchao Tianjiao Grand Competition was held by the Emperor Ziji, in the Ziji Cave. Although I am not strong enough, I followed a few elders to watch the ceremony. Within a moment, a spiritual land was created out of thin air, and the scene is much bigger than it is now, that is the real creation of heaven and earth."

Not far away, Mu Yunji was talking and laughing with several young talents.

Along the way, although Mu Yunji didn't show any abnormality, Qing Lan still noticed something was wrong. When he set off that day, there must have been some situation in Niyu Tianlun that should not be known to outsiders.

Regarding this, Qing Lan didn't ask any further questions, and she could already see some clues from Mu Yunji's deliberate concealment.

A moment later, a figure appeared in front of the battleship. He was about forty years old, with a long beard, dressed in a blue official robe, and black gauze on his head. His whole body was surrounded by awe-inspiring righteousness.

With an undisguised aura, he is a Confucian and Taoist monk of the eighth rank and the sixth rank. Among ordinary middle-level dynasties, he is already an unrivaled powerhouse.

A silver-haired old man walked out of the battleship. He was an elder of the royal family of the Silver Feather Dynasty. His strength was unfathomable and he had reached the eighth-level extreme. He was the leader of this trip.

Although his cultivation was far stronger than this great Confucianist, the silver-haired old man kept his posture very low, bowed slightly first, and made a half salute.

"Come with me."

The great Confucianism showed no sign of change, accepted the gift calmly, turned around and took a step ahead, leading the battleship of the Silver Feather Dynasty into the sky above a plain.

On the wide plain, there are more than a hundred arenas, and there are more than [-] warships hovering in the sky.

"Wait here for the time being, the number of dynasties arriving in this area is over a hundred, and someone will come to preside over the competition."

The Great Confucianism explained a sentence lightly, and left without waiting for the members of the Silver Feather Dynasty to respond, with an extremely arrogant attitude.

Everyone in the Silver Feather Dynasty didn't feel anything unusual about this. As the Godless Dynasty, they should be superior.

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The process of the Wanchao Tianjiao Grand Competition is extremely cumbersome. Each Tianjiao has to go through at least a hundred rounds of fighting and squeeze into the top ten among his peers before he can have a chance to get a place.

The number of places to enter the Shenwu Foreign Land is not fixed, but at most there are only a thousand or so people, and the talents of each age group can only compete for about ten places, sometimes even less.

The speed of the rest of the upper dynasties is also quite fast.

In less than three months, the originally empty plains were already filled with warships of all sizes. Apart from Tianjiao who participated in the competition, there were also many forces who came to watch the ceremony.

After the battleships were full, a figure descended from the sky and landed on this wasteland, carrying supreme prestige.

His appearance was frighteningly young, but he was only in his early twenties. He was tall and straight, with sharp eyebrows and eyes, and there was a divine light in his eyes. He was dressed in a blue costume, embroidered with auspicious beasts, and his gestures were full of honor and luxury. Tianhuang nobles.

"That's the son of Emperor Qingyan, Yang Xingge."

On the deck of the battleship, the silver-haired old man narrowed his eyes slightly, and introduced to the crowd of Tianjiao in a low voice.

Yang Xingge, ranked No. 70 on the current Shenwu Supreme Ranking, is an invincible powerhouse who has stepped into the empty realm half a step.

The list of supreme beings is completely inaccessible to ordinary people, and only the royal families of some upper dynasties are qualified to know, because ordinary monks are not qualified to comment on the supreme beings.

Hearing this, the eyes of everyone on the battleship were filled with splendor.

The son of the great emperor, this is almost the most noble bloodline in the universe, destined to be extraordinary, walking the road of invincibility.

Qing Lan glanced at it, then looked away, even if the emperor came in person, it doesn't have much to do with her, now she wants to know when she can end this competition and enter the world of supernatural power.

Yang Xingge is obviously also a person who does things vigorously and resolutely. He didn't talk nonsense. He turned his palms and made a Dao seal, opening the magic circles around many arenas on the plain.

Many figures walked out of the void and landed on the warships of various dynasties. They began to check the bone ages and cultivation levels of the arrogances, gathered a huge amount of information, and then arranged for the fighting.

This process lasted for two hours. After the information collection was over, Qing Lan received the information very quickly and met her first opponent.

He came from a high-ranking dynasty, with a bone age of 98, and a cultivation base of the middle of the seventh level.

Today's Qing Lan has stepped into the middle stage of the Life Tribulation Realm, which is equivalent to the powerhouse of the eighth-level and second-layer. There is no suspense in this fight. Before Qing Lan can make a move, her opponent directly surrenders, without wasting any time .

It is rare to see monks who can condense the domain within a hundred years old. They are equivalent to the seeds of the supreme supreme. Qinglan crushed all the way, winning more than [-] games in a row, and soon became the leader.

However, the competition is far from over. After getting the ranking in the plain, you still need to fight against the Tianjiao in other battlefields. Get the place in Shenwu Foreign Land.

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Qiongluo Realm.

Shi Lan sat cross-legged among several plants of ninth-grade magic medicine, strands of surging essence circulated among the acupoints around her body, accumulating qi and blood, and the divine brilliance rose from the ink-like hair strands, exuding an astonishing Taoism cloud.

The passage of time has become more and more difficult for her to notice now. Since the secret realm of martial arts, it has been several years in the blink of an eye.

The silver sky wheel hangs quietly in the sky, like a bright moon, exuding a dim light, extracting the aura between the heaven and the earth, turning it into a spiritual mist, turning a hundred miles around into a sea of ​​clouds for Shi Lan to practice.

Even though most of his energy is put into the virtual space, Shi Lan's cultivation base is still advancing at a terrifying speed, crossing the bottleneck in the late stage of the Starfall Realm, and stepping into the Seventh Level of the Emperor Level, the Luotian Realm, and the Emperor's Way The field once again ushered in a surge.

The progress of the purification of the domain is far behind such a rapid expansion. Therefore, although the cultivation base is improving, Shi Lan has not felt the slightest joy, and the pressure is even greater.

With successive breakthroughs in her cultivation, coupled with the improvement of her true martial arts, her current real combat power has entered a rather terrifying situation, and her breathing is enough to rewind a galaxy.

If one fully expands the realm of the Emperor's Dao, it can swallow up all the vitality within a star field in an instant, turning it into a jeopardy.

The increase in strength did not enhance Shi Lan's sense of security, but instead made him feel more and more powerless.

After hundreds of years of fierce battles with many supreme beings in the virtual space, she has more intuitively understood the strength of these enlightened people. Her current combat power is enough to crush the top supreme beings in the same realm.

However, once these supreme cultivation bases are raised to the Dao Slashing Realm, she will still be killed instantly, and it is difficult to cross the natural moat above the cultivation base realm.

(End of this chapter)