My transformed system is poisonous

The red-black halberd was deeply embedded in the red-gold earth. As the gate of the golden palace opened, the surrounding magic circle disappeared.

Seeing the defeat of the woman in red, the hearts of the heavenly demons who were entangled with the three heavenly kings tensed up and retreated from the battlefield.

Nie Lin'an and the other three also retreated to Shi Lan, seizing the time to start adjusting their breath.

In just a short moment, the three human heavenly kings had been severely injured. The starry sky above Nie Linan's head collapsed, the picture scroll was torn, and Taoist Yunzhen's soul also suffered heavy losses.

Tian Xuanjing's condition is slightly better, but a lot of world power has been burned away, and the foundation of his cultivation has been shaken.

Not far away, more than twenty celestial demons stood in a row.

Shi Lan's combat power to defeat the Demon Emperor was in front of them, and they did not dare to act rashly.

"Why does this person look so similar to Qing Lan?!"

Due to Tushan Yuqi's actions before the mausoleum was opened, most of the sky demons had carefully looked at Qinglan's appearance and were deeply impressed, and they could see the clues at a glance.

Shi Lan did not make any attempt to conceal her appearance, because her portrait had already been listed on the list of geniuses of the three tribes.

As Qinglan's fame grows in the future, it will only be a matter of time before she is recognized with a similar appearance to her.

Qing Lan is a real demon clan. Different from the clone method in the Lingyang Realm, she has a complete independent spirit. Even if the demon emperor is in front of her, it is impossible to see anything strange.

In a sense, she and Shi Lan are two completely different people.

She never worried about whether her identity would be revealed.

The only one who knows the basics is Yu Huang, the only one in the entire Boundless Demon Realm besides Tian Bai.

If the Yu Huang takes action against her, the Lan Clan will not be able to hide.

A huge gap opened in the sky. Shi Lan glanced down and noticed dozens of powerful Qi machines approaching rapidly.

Recalling the Red Crow Halberd, Shi Lan took one step forward and dived towards the golden palace.

The hidden wounds left by the lightning disaster in her soul have not yet been fully repaired. Her combat power can only be maintained for an hour at most, so there is no time to waste.

It is simply unimaginable what kind of encounter a divine phoenix will have if it enters the tomb of Phoenix Ze.

Once she is allowed to stabilize the imperial realm, in her current state, everything will stop.

"Stop her!"

"The Great Master has entered the palace and must be accepting the inheritance from Emperor Huangze. We cannot let her disturb us!"

Sensing Shi Lan's movements, the Heavenly Demon of the Divine Phoenix Clan did not hesitate at all. He ignited his Dao Foundation in an instant, burst out with unparalleled speed, and blocked the door before Shi Lan.

For them, this is the hope for the revival of the Divine Phoenix clan, and no accidents are allowed.

Several divine phoenixes directly manifested their original forms, and the energy and blood all over their bodies surged, reversing the essence and blood in their bodies. The true fire of the phoenix ignited the whole body, like several rounds of blazing sun rising into the sky, crashing towards Shi Lan.

Boom!

Violent explosions sounded one after another, and dazzling fire shone in the void.

A figure tore through the flames and walked out. The self-destructions of several heavenly demons failed to harm Shi Lan at all.

Her current burst of strength is already comparable to that of a strong person who has just entered the imperial realm. The self-destruction of several heavenly demons only stopped her steps for a moment.

Without bothering to worry, Shi Lan stepped forward, and the golden body of the soul behind him waved his giant palm, like lightly dusting away floating dust, and patted aside the dozen or so celestial demons blocking the door, and then stepped in without any hesitation. In the main hall, the figure was submerged in the billowing mist.

Buzz——

The half-open door of the golden palace slowly closed, blocking out all the disturbances from the outside world.

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As soon as Shi Lan stepped into the hall, dozens of streams of light flashed by, and a group of human heavenly kings who received the message from Tianxuanjing rushed to the sky.

The human side has the numerical advantage, but there are only two pseudo-emperors, while the demon tribe has four great demon kings under the Yu Huang alone, and the overall combat power is not much different.

When the two clans met, there was no nonsense. A heavenly king took the lead and sacrificed an ancient monument. He swallowed the heaven and earth and smashed it against a heavenly demon. It was like water entering an oil pan, instantly detonating the entire battlefield.

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The fierce battle above the sky was so fierce that demons and gods fell almost every moment.

The dull and loud sound of the collapse of the small world spread throughout the whole world, echoing layer by layer outside the void, and finally turned into pure nourishment and returned to the world.

Qing Lan looked up at the sky, looking at the extremely conspicuous huge gap in the sky, and remained silent.

There is not only one Lingyang Realm in the universe, an idea vaguely appeared in her mind.

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Tread...

Only the sound of footsteps echoed in the silent space, and there was a hazy light and shadow all around.

There was not the imperial pressure that Shi Lan had imagined, but a faint fragrance that made her body relax involuntarily.

She took back the golden body of her soul, suppressed the power of the medicine in her body, and tried to prolong the maintenance time of her combat power.

The Golden Palace doesn't look big from the outside, but she has probably traveled thousands of miles now, but she still hasn't seen the end.

If there wasn't something else inside, then she was trapped in the magic circle.

"Proceed with caution, I feel a hint of the Supreme's aura, it's still alive."

The voice of reincarnation sounded from the bottom of her heart, causing Shi Lan's tense heart to jump suddenly, causing the frequency to become unbalanced. She was still somewhat incapable of adapting to the elusiveness of reincarnation.

Without source power replenishment, Samsara spent most of his time sleeping. After refining the Qiongluo Realm, Shi Lan had a sufficient supply of source power. He once thought about replenishing energy for Samsara, but was rejected.

Because for Shi Lan, source power is currently a completely non-renewable energy source and is extremely precious. With Shi Lan's cultivation speed, these source powers may not be enough for her own use by then.

"Still alive, you mean Huang Ze?"

There was a trace of disordered heartbeat under the calmness, and Shi Lan's eyes narrowed slightly.

"That's a character from the Middle Ages. How is that possible?!"

"I don't know the details, but there must be a living Supreme Being in this hall. Such active source power fluctuations cannot appear in the body of a dead person."

The perception of reincarnation is all dependent on the system, and the reason why abnormalities can be detected is because the supreme body contains source power.

Shi Lan stopped and stopped moving forward. After thinking for a moment, he slowly closed his eyes and circulated the Divine Phoenix blood in his body, turning it into a thin veil of blood that enveloped his body.

She closed her eyes, followed the feeling in the dark, took steps again, and rushed forward.

call--

The sound of howling wind echoed in my ears, and the fragrance around me became stronger and stronger.

hiss--

Suddenly, a soft sound like the tearing of brocade silk sounded in his ears.

"careful!"

The reminder of reincarnation echoed in the depths of his mind. Shi Lan suddenly opened his eyes. A bloodless face was very close at hand. It was the woman in red who had escaped from her not long ago.

She took a breath of cold air and retreated.

The surrounding spiritual mist had dissipated at some point, and the woman in red lay softly on a golden phoenix chair, her breathing shallow and barely audible.