My transformed system is poisonous

Cang Yue carefully concealed her figure, avoiding the hidden sentries posted all around, and headed towards the west.

The distance of 13 million miles is not that far for a Yuanshen Great Demon, but time is tight.

He traveled through the starry night and searched for information. At dusk the next day, Cang Yue had returned. The corners of his lips were chapped and his face was a little pale.

In order to rush back as soon as possible, he spent a lot of energy.

"There are terrifying strong men stationed at the border. I have never dared to approach them, and I cannot come into contact with the people of the Great Meng Holy Court."

After calming down her somewhat rapid breathing, Cang Yue said slowly:

"But I heard some rumors that the Great Meng Holy Court has offered a reward. From the King of Tianyun to the ninth-rank officials, there is a reward. You can receive the reward by showing the official seal of the head."

The bounty is extremely generous, and now many top assassins are eyeing the court officials of the Tianyun Dynasty.

"The head of a fourth-grade city defense captain can be exchanged for 100,000 yuan stones."

Yuan Stone is the hard currency of the world of Shenwu. It is the pure crystallization of the vitality of heaven and earth. Due to the large number of practitioners, the value of Yuan Stone has always been extremely high, and it is a very scarce consumable.

One hundred thousand yuan stone is enough to buy a small city with a population of more than 200,000.

The most important thing is that according to the news brought back by Cang Yue, many dynasties have maintained a neutral attitude towards wandering people like them, and even tend to show favor.

Because the practice system in the big world is too complex, the names of each practice realm are very vague, so they are divided into simple and clear levels one to ten.

Once you reach the ninth level, you are already an immortal giant, capable of looking up to the stars and establishing a large practice sect or an immortal dynasty.

With the current strength of the Lan clan, even if they leave the Tianyun Dynasty, their future life will not be too sad.

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In the blink of an eye, the night falls, and the nine-round silver moon hangs high in the sky.

More than 20,000 miles away from the Lan Clan's residence, a magnificent city is located here.

Inside the city, the city defends the Duwei Mansion.

Qiu Huai sat in the hall, his eyes glancing at the sky from time to time, and his fingertips tapped on the table impatiently.

The expected person was yet to come, and time was gradually wearing down his patience.

The moon is hanging in the sky, and Chen is passing the time.

Qiuhuai's remaining patience was exhausted, and he stood up and shouted:

"Yan Pan!"

"My subordinate is here."

A figure walked out of the darkness and bowed.

"Take my military talisman and mobilize five thousand Silver Heavenly Guards to follow me out of the city tomorrow..."

Qiu Huai looked cold and said word by word:

"Crunt against the rogue bandits."

When those monsters become prisoners of war, they will regret missing the opportunity he gave them today.

"Captain, if you mobilize your troops privately, what if..."

Yan Pan raised his head suddenly and stopped talking.

"I am holding you up even if the sky falls, what are you afraid of?"

Being stared at by Qiu Huai, Yan Pan lowered his head subconsciously. After hesitating for a moment, he spoke again:

"Captain, I have some trivial matters at home tomorrow and would like to take a day off."

Qiuhuai looked at Yan Pan steadily, his expression getting colder.

"After the soldiers and horses are assembled, you are allowed to take a rest."

After a long while, he slowly said:

"After your rest, please stop following me and report to the camp on your own."

"Subordinate... take orders."

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The next morning.

The calamity cloud enveloped thousands of miles in radius, and blazing white lightning flashed in the clouds.

Qinglan was wearing a long black dress, sitting cross-legged in the void, with a glazed mirror hanging quietly above her head. Laws of law surrounded her, penetrating into the depths of her soul.

After the Immortal Dao Nascent Soul transforms into a god, it is the Hedao realm.

According to the records in the Immortal Sutra, the Hedao realm is about absorbing all kinds of dharma into the body, tempering the soul, warming the body, and preparing for the realm of overcoming the tribulation.

Looking up at the calamity clouds in the sky, Qinglan couldn't help but bring up a faint smile, and left Ling Yang. This calamity was really weak and terrifying.

As the cultivation level gradually deepens, the information revealed in the Tiancang Xuanling Sutra goes far beyond the cultivation techniques, and covers almost all the minor paths such as the Talisman Pill Formation.

In order to overcome the catastrophe, when she was in the boundless demon realm, she began to refine the magical weapons of immortality and nourish them with her soul. The precious mirror above her head at the moment was just one of them.

Boom——

Before the calamity thunder fell, bursts of explosions rang out in the void, and the uniform sound of iron hooves shattered the sky.

Iron cavalry wearing silver battle armor surged out from the space passage like a tide, condensed into a military formation, and stood tall in the sky.

These iron cavalry are very murderous. They have obviously experienced the killings between the iron-blooded battle formations and are extremely elite.

Qiu Huai was not wearing armor and was sitting on the back of a divine horse. After seeing the thunder calamity above Qing Lan's head, a trace of caution flashed in his eyes.

The more talented a practitioner is, the more powerful the thunder tribulation he will survive will be.

This level of thunder catastrophe is very rare among the sixth level and the seventh level, which is enough to prove that the person in front of you is very talented in cultivation.

If the tribulation is successfully overcome, this talent will be enough to join some powerful sects, become a true disciple, and teach the secret method of immortality.

However, this opportunity is obviously no longer available.

Qiu Huai slowly raised his hand, and five thousand crossbows locked onto Qing Lan's figure. The arrows carved with mysterious spiritual patterns shone with a dazzling cold light.

Regarding the sudden appearance of the elite cavalry, Qinglan acted as if he had not seen it and did not care at all, directly triggering the thunder.

boom!

A blazing white thunder crashed down, and the glazed mirror above Qinglan's head turned slightly, eliminating the thunder.

This scene made Qiu Huai's pupils dilate instantly, and uncontrollable greed surged subconsciously in his heart.

A treasure that can withstand thunder is enough to increase the chance of success in overcoming the tribulation and is extremely valuable. He has been trapped in the sixth level for hundreds of years. If he gets this rare treasure, he is expected to step into the seventh level.

Before he could think deeply, a spiritual light burst into the sky.

After testing the power of Thunder Tribulation, Qing Lan put away her treasured mirror, opened the tip of her tongue, and found a small pocket sword under her tongue. The sharp sword light spit out from her mouth and shot straight into the sky.

The calamity clouds covering thousands of miles in radius were torn apart in an instant, and the dense lightning was defeated together. The obscured sun reappeared, and the divine brilliance fell on the earth.

"Fire the arrow!"

This scene made Qiu Huai feel a chill in his heart, and he immediately raised his hand to give an order.

Surviving such a terrible thunderstorm was like eating and drinking for the woman in front of her.

This was too shocking and showed that he seriously underestimated Qinglan's strength.

The overwhelming arrows turned the entire void into a sieve, but Qinglan's figure had disappeared without a trace.

"Formation!"

Cold sweat broke out from Qiu Huai's back, and his spiritual thoughts swept through the void, trying his best to search for Qing Lan's figure.

Before the second arrow of the five thousand cavalry could be unhooked, a sword light fell like the Milky Way and fell into the military formation, splashing dazzling blood.

Qing Lan showed no reservations and performed the seventh of the Nine Transformations of the Heavenly Demon, instantly bursting out seven times as much combat power, with light red demonic lines covering her face.

Stepping into the Hedao realm, coupled with such a terrifying increase in combat power, the five thousand cavalry were like tissue paper, torn into a rain of blood in an instant.

"I am the official of Tianyun Dynasty, you can't kill me!"

A layer of golden light of luck suddenly rose up from the surface of Qiu Huai's body, protecting him within it.

This is the destiny of the dynasty, and only officials who are personally granted the title of Tianyun Royal Court can be protected by this.

However, the golden light of luck only blocked the sword light for a short moment before being shattered.

puff!

The head flew into the air, blood spurted out, dyeing the sky red.

The headless corpse fell from the void and disappeared among the rolling beasts.

"Count the tribes and head to the border."

In the dynasty, killing a life official was not a small matter.

Qinglan was unable to fight against the entire Tianyun Dynasty at this moment, so she could only leave as quickly as possible.

The space channel was quickly opened, and the Lan tribe began to migrate again.

The moment he walked into the space passage, Qing Lan looked back at the blood-stained earth and said silently to himself.

One day, she will establish her own immortal dynasty on this land.