My transformed system is poisonous

"Reversing three decades of time...what does it mean?"

Shi Lan's heartbeat began to accelerate uncontrollably.

[Reverse the long river of time and space and send the host back to three years ago. 】

"What will happen to me three years ago? If I go back to the past, will there be any impact?"

[At any node in the current time and space, the existence of the host is unique. The current energy is not enough to maintain the stability of time and space. Traveling through time and space may divide multiple parallel time and space, causing time and space to intersect. The host's current cultivation level is too low and will be disrupted by time and space. Flow kills. 】

"What is the intersection of time and space?"

[With the host’s current strength, there is no explanation. 】

Again, the strength is not enough...

Shi Lan frowned slightly and asked silently: "Reincarnation, do you know what the intersection of time and space is?"

"My level has not yet come into contact with time. Even space has not yet been completely penetrated. Time and space are too complex. This is a power that even Supreme Yunei cannot touch."

The shock in Samsara's heart was much greater than that of Shi Lan. Within the scope of its knowledge and headquarters, only the legendary "core" could reverse time and space.

Like the ordinary Small Thousand Worlds, if you master the core of the world, you can travel back in time in a small area.

But this is not about reversing time and space. Reversing time and space involves too many complicated things.

Reversing time and space affects the entire universe and all living beings in the heavens and worlds.

This kind of power is too incredible.

The more you know, the greater your fear.

Samsara is becoming more and more in awe of the system that now coexists with it.

"You don't know either..."

Shi Lan's eyebrows slowly relaxed, and he stopped asking any more questions. He calmed down the irritation in his heart, stood up slowly, opened the door to the secret room and walked out.

…

The moonlight was bright outside the door, Shi Tianlu stood in the courtyard with his hands behind his hands, and Su Lanyue stood aside.

When the spiritual energy tide gradually calmed down, Shi Tianlu was already waiting here.

"Are you okay?"

Su Lanyue took a step forward, a little worried.

She was very clear about the risks of breaking through Tiangang. If the risks were not so great, Shi Tianlu would not have any scruples and have been stuck by this step for more than twenty years.

"It's okay to worry about my mother."

Shi Lan shook his head slightly and looked at Shi Tianlu.

"Congratulations, father, for your great improvement in cultivation."

"How to talk about great progress."

Shi Tianlu chuckled, but his eyes were a little complicated.

Shi Lan's growth rate made him feel a little unreal. Warriors have always had keen intuition. Shi Lan had just made a breakthrough and his Qi had not yet completely converged. The frightening blood Qi was clearly discernible.

Shi Lan's strength has reached a level that he cannot fathom.

Buzz......

While the family was talking, the ground beneath their feet shook.

Tens of thousands of rays of light rose from all directions in Xianwu City, covering the sky and blocking the falling moonlight from outside the barrier.

The whole city was as bright as day at the flick of a finger.

"The Xianwu Yin-Yang Formation has restarted..."

Shi Lan's pupils tightened slightly. Only the Shengwu Immortal Sect knew how to manipulate the Immortal Martial Yin and Yang Formation, and it had been on for some time.

However, since the Demon Suppressing Army took over the Xianwu City, the Xianwu Yin and Yang Formation has been closed. Now that it has been opened again, it is obvious that the Demon Suppressing Army has mastered the method of controlling the formation.

…

Outside Xianwu City, less than a hundred miles away, the black herds of beasts were like a vast ocean, gathering together in one place. They could not be seen to the edge at a glance, numbering no less than tens of millions.

The entire sky was covered by demonic clouds as dark as ink, and the heaven and earth were in chaos, as if there was a world-destroying thunder brewing in it. The Xianwu City, which was emitting thousands of rays of light, was as clear as the two realms of Yin and Yang.

In the sky above the center of the beast tide, a large hall stood suspended in the air. The terrifying aura fluctuated, suppressing the entire beast group below.

In the hall, sitting high on the main seat, was a white-haired old man. The old man looked haggard and filled with the aura of death. If it weren't for the divine light flowing in his pupils, he would be almost the same corpse.

Under the steps of the main seat, dozens of great demons stood with their hands tied, all with respectful expressions on their faces.

"Hu Nianchu, what did you find out when you sneaked into Xianwu City?"

The leading woman in blue took a step forward and looked back at a charming-looking woman in red robe.

"There are divine consciousness everywhere in Xianwu City. I didn't dare to make any big moves, I just turned around in a circle."

The woman in red robe stepped forward and said cautiously:

"With my eyesight, I can't see any flaws in the Immortal Martial Yin-Yang Formation. I just took a rough look at the specific strength of the city."

"Talk about it."

"In Xianwu City, there are at least twenty human masters above the Human Realm, over a hundred at the Yuan Shen Realm, and too many at the Vientiane Realm and below, so there is no accurate number."

"How many are there in the demon-suppressing army?"

The woman in blue frowned. The formation of the demon-suppressing army has given the demon clan a headache for more than a day or two. There are tens of thousands of demon-suppressing armies, but the demon-suppressing emperor is not an empty talk.

Of course, the premise is that these tens of millions of demon-suppressing troops have time to form a military formation.

"It should be no less than four million, maybe five million or more."

Hu Nianchu replied with some uncertainty. She did not dare to use her spiritual consciousness to investigate in the city. It was not easy to find out these things.

The woman in blue stopped asking questions, turned to the old man on the main seat, and bowed:

"Holy Lord, I have gathered 48 million demons under my command, and there are more than 54 million backups behind me. This is currently most of the power in the Chengtian Domain. If it is not enough, we can only come from the Demon Domain. Let’s adjust again.”

Anyone who knows a little bit about the demon clan knows that the Holy Lord is the only honorific title for the demon emperor in the boundless demon realm.

This haggard old man with an unspectacular appearance turned out to be an unparalleled emperor-level powerhouse!

"enough……"

The old man spoke slowly, his voice hoarse, showing a sense of tempering after years of vicissitudes.

"Lan Die'er, how is your injury?"

"Return to the Holy Lord. He will be fully recovered in about three years. During this period, you cannot engage in serious warfare." The woman in blue replied respectfully.

"In that case, you stay behind, and the others go back to prepare, and we will start attacking the city tomorrow."

"Follow the order."

Except for Lan Die'er, everyone else said in unison, and then disappeared into the hall.

The old man stood up slowly while holding on to the armrest. His figure was a little rickety and he said feebly: "I don't have much life left. I can live for three months at most. If I go all out and fight with excessive energy and blood, I'm afraid I can barely survive for a month." …”

Lan Die'er stood with her hands down, saying nothing and listening quietly.

"I came out of seclusion this time to seek revenge, not because of the Demon Emperor's order. You must understand this..."

The old man didn't care, his eyes were lowered, as if he was minding his own business.

"Don't worry, Holy Lord, the agreement I made before is still valid. No matter whether I can survive the Demon Emperor's catastrophe in the future, our clan will protect the spiritual cat clan's safety for thousands of years."

Lan Dieer responded calmly and meticulously.

"My clan's longevity is not very long, and our bloodline is difficult to flourish. There are only tens of thousands of clan members so far. We finally produced a decent descendant, but we failed in the vast land of China..."

The old man sighed leisurely.

"God will not bless our clan..."

Lan Die'er returned to silence and stopped speaking.

"That's all, you go ahead..."

Lan Die'er bowed and exited the hall.

The old man stood silently on the jade steps, looking up at the top of the palace. In his turbid eyes, a frightening light suddenly burst out. The Tao power overflowing from the body filled with death energy shattered the space. The void was filled with cracks like spider webs.

"We fight over and over again, but in the end we can't escape death, so what's the point..."