My transformed system is poisonous

Most of the dynasties in the Shenwu World belong to the human kingdom. The Red Fire Sword Sect, where the Lan Clan is located, does not have many famous spiritual lands nearby. There are only two lower-class dynasties separated by nearly tens of millions of miles.

In addition to the two lower dynasties, there are many sects and families spread over tens of millions of miles, and their forces are intertwined. The most powerful sect among them is called Cangyang Palace. It has reached the eighth level and has a wide reputation.

The original Crimson Fire Sword Sect was barely top-notch among these forces and was not too conspicuous. However, in recent months, a piece of news spread like wildfire that the Crimson Fire Sword Sect had been taken over by an outsider. Take possession.

What is even more unexpected is that this unknown outsider has already planned to open an ancestral temple and build a dynasty with the Red Fire Sword Sect as the main body!

This news undoubtedly pushed the originally inconspicuous Crimson Fire Sword Sect to the forefront, and there was an endless stream of overt or covert visitors.

In a glacier canyon, the mouth of the canyon is covered with ice for thousands of feet, but the inside of the valley is as warm as spring, with many spiritual plants growing. Warm spiritual springs trickle and evaporate like smoke.

呲——呲——

The sound of rough friction echoed in the valley. A figure in green sat sideways by the spring. A half-foot-long purple sword-sharpening stone was placed in front of him. The four-foot-long sword became more and more radiant as it was being polished.

Tread——

Heavy footsteps came from the mouth of the valley, obviously a special reminder.

Qing Lan stopped what he was doing and raised his long sword. The sharp blade reflected her sharp eyes, filled with chill.

A middle-aged man wearing a red short shirt stepped into the valley. His expression was a little complicated, and he lowered his head and said:

"Cangyang Palace has sent a greeting card, a personal letter from the old palace master Wei Pengju. I would like to invite you to come and meet."

"No." Qinglan replied lightly.

"Wei Pengju has long had the intention to establish a dynasty. Nearly half of the surrounding sect families are minions of the Cangyang Palace. He has never established a dynasty because he does not have the treasure to suppress his luck. Now that he is inviting me, I am afraid that he is testing the waters. , if you don’t go, I’m afraid there will be trouble on the day of the establishment of the dynasty.”

Seeing Qing Lan's cold attitude, Zhao Xuanyi was a little uneasy. Although he had become a puppet now, the Red Fire Sword Sect still had millions of disciples, and he did not want to ruin the sect's orthodoxy because of Qing Lan.

"Go down."

Qing Lan did not respond to Zhao Xuanyi's words and began to sharpen his sword again.

Within tens of millions of miles, most of the creatures are human beings. If the Lan clan wants to establish an upright dynasty, it will easily cause a backlash from all forces. It would be much better to use the Red Fire Sword Sect as a cover.

Once the dynasty is established, she can use the luck of the dynasty to increase her own combat power. Coupled with the magical powers and secrets in Tiancang Lingxuan Sutra, she is enough to deal with powerful enemies nearby. There is no need to waste time and make excuses with them.

If she had to cause trouble, it would play into her own hands and give her an excuse to expand the dynasty's territory.

On the day when the dynasty was established, the Crimson Fire Sword Sect would definitely not be at peace. She had already prepared for this.

After all, status must be achieved through fighting. Strength is the foundation. Only with enough confidence can you gain the power to dominate everything.

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Lingyang Realm, the vast land of China, and the Fantasy Star Realm.

The entire starry sky is compressed in the Magic Star Domain, which is extremely vast. Countless stars hang in the sky, covering almost the entire land of China.

Although the entire star field was marked with forbidden divine patterns by Taishi in the history of the human race, demons below the emperor level were still able to enter and exit freely.

Therefore, in the part of the area bordering the Phantom Star Territory and the territory of the two demon clans, there are no living stars anymore. They were either crushed by the demons or moved to a safe area by the Human Emperor's means, leaving only patches of death. star.

In the desolate starry sky near the northern region of China, a figure sits cross-legged on a meteorite. He is dressed in white, with black hair and black eyes. His facial features are magnificent and deep, his skin is as bright as peach and jade, and he defies frost and snow. His aura is otherworldly and ethereal. And misty, like a goddess coming to earth.

In the void not far away from her, the light of the forbidden divine pattern was shining. Beyond the light, there were more than ten demonic figures that penetrated the sky and the earth. The surging demonic energy turned the void into a muddy swamp, allowing no living thing to come close. .

A pitch-black long mirror suppressed the void in all directions, turning into a virtual scene that shrouded these demonic figures without leaking a trace of demonic energy or disturbing anyone.

In order to protect Emperor Rakshasa, the demon clan not only dispatched more than ten demon kings, but also used the demon clan's most precious magic mirror.

Boom...

Dazzling lightning pierced the sky, and the calamity clouds covered a large area of ​​the void. Emperor Rakshasa looked up at the calamity clouds in the sky, stood up slowly, and faded away the magic patterns on her body. After taking off her armor, she looked younger. A bit of solemn murderous aura washed away the lead, like a clear piece of ice crystal that lasted for thousands of years.

Two years ago, she had entered the ninth level of the Heavenly Demon Realm. In order to ensure that she was safe, she stayed there for two years to polish her foundation, and finally decided to start her journey through the tribulation here.

The laws of heaven and earth in the Fantasy Star Realm are weaker than those in the Lingyang Realm. This is not a secret to the three tribes.

There is no doubt greater certainty in overcoming the tribulation here.

The ink-like calamity cloud slowly pressed down, and the heavy pressure collapsed a starry sky, revealing a terrifying energy.

Emperor Rakshasa mobilized the divine blood in his body, and a red glow appeared on his fair skin, and the blood flowed out of his body, revealing a thin veil.

This is a blood war veil unique to the ancient gods. In the ancient times, the ancient gods used this to cover their bodies and show their noble bloodline.

The ancient gods were favored by the Heavenly Dao of Ling Yang. When Emperor Rakshasa entered the realm of demons, he relied on the blood of the ancient gods in his body to survive without suffering any damage.

But now she was facing a catastrophe that would destroy the world, and she had no idea whether she could survive unscathed. As far as she knew, the ancient gods from the ancient times did not have to survive the catastrophe at all.

For some of the geniuses of the ancient gods, there is no threshold for the gods to enter the realm of the emperor. Once their cultivation reaches that level, the heaven will naturally come down to help them step into the realm of the emperor.

Click——

The silver thunder dragon tore through the sky, like a sharp sword cutting through the dim universe, roaring down.

Emperor Rakshasa's heart skipped a beat, and he felt a trace of fatal murderous intent.

Tear--

The bloody war gauze was instantly torn apart by the electric light. The violent thunder power penetrated from the Emperor Rakshasa's heavenly spirit into the sea of ​​consciousness, poured into her small world, and passed across the sky. In an instant, a huge gap was opened. The power of the world Along with it, Emperor Rakshasa's life force began to drain away rapidly.

The demonic blood hidden deep inside her body exploded instantly. The blood penetrated the heavenly spirit and blended with the ancient god's bloodline, filling the air with a thick chaotic energy. Powerful vitality enveloped her body, and the heavy injuries began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the same moment, Di Rakshasa stabilized her mind, ignited her blood energy, and performed a powerful secret technique. Her pupils instantly turned purple, and the blood flames illuminated the starry sky. The overflowing blood energy burned fiercely on her body, like a demon god. .

The power of the first thunderbolt far exceeded her expectations, and she was severely injured in an instant. If she had been an ordinary demon, her foundation would have collapsed at this moment, and she would have died hundreds of times!

Between the layers of calamity clouds, a huge figure emerged, stepping on the starry sky and holding a giant thunder blade in his hand. He seemed to be a god in charge of the most powerful weapon of heaven.

"How could this be so..."

Seeing this scene, Emperor Luosha's pupils shrank suddenly. In ancient times, she had seen countless demons survive the great catastrophe of the world. She was very familiar with the various changes in the great catastrophe of the world, but this scene before her , she had never seen it before.

Facing the ancient god's bloodline, there was still no mercy. Ling Yang's way of heaven had definitely undergone unimaginable changes.

But at this moment, there was no time for her to investigate the reason. Standing under the calamity cloud, she could clearly feel the terrifying pressure coming from that figure. It was far beyond the demon, and even beyond the scope of the imperial realm. .

Facing this kind of power, even if the real Demon King comes in person, she will feel helpless. It is simply not something she can resist now.

For a moment, Emperor Rakshasa had mixed feelings in his heart. Faced with this kind of thunder disaster, did Shi Lan actually step over it...

"How ridiculous..."

A smile appeared on her face, tinged with bitterness.

Shortly after the first thunder light dissipated, the figure above the calamity cloud moved and sank. The giant thunder blade in his hand sliced ​​through the sky and tore apart the layers of calamity clouds, as if he was going to impose heavenly judgment on the Emperor Rakshasa.

Buzz——

The long dark mirror that suppressed the void in all directions suddenly illuminated a ray of divine glow. It independently exerted the forbidden divine power and penetrated the imperial divine patterns surrounding the Fantasy Star Territory. The monstrous evil spirits poured into the Fantasy Star Territory and protected them. The figure of Emperor Rakshasa.

The giant thunder blade rushed into the sea of ​​demonic energy, cleaning up the endless demonic evil spirits, but ultimately failed to break through the barrier, and the remaining thunder light was swallowed up by the mirror.

"The Heavenly Demonic Mirror..." Emperor Rakshasa was slightly startled, with a rare trace of panic in his expression. He shook his head repeatedly: "It's useless, leave quickly!"

No matter how powerful the Heavenly Demonic Mirror is, it cannot compete with the way of heaven. If the Heavenly Demonic Mirror is damaged by the thunder tribulation, it will be an unbearable weight for the demon clan, and the entire demon clan will be in danger of overturning. Her Sins cannot be washed away by death.

The moment the forbidden divine patterns around the Fantasy Star Territory shattered, a divine light soared into the sky from the Zhongtian Territory, traversed the blue sky, penetrated thousands of miles of green darkness in a snap, and came to the Northern Territory.

The phantom of the history of the human race appeared in mid-air, and a figure walked out of it. His eyes penetrated the eternal time and space, and were filled with fragments of time. Without moving, the terrifying Qi machine completely suppressed more than a dozen demon kings, unable to move at all.

He was not in a hurry to repair the forbidden divine pattern. He stared at the Heavenly Demonic Mirror tightly, with an imperceptible complex color flashing deep in his eyes.

The giant thunder blade was blocked by the Demonic Mirror, and the figure within the calamity cloud seemed to be enraged. The world-destroying calamity transformed rapidly and spread rapidly. After a few breaths, it covered most of the fantasy star field.

This has turned into a divine punishment.

"Let's go!"

Seeing the phantom in the history of the human race arrive, and seeing the Heavenly Magic Mirror still standing in front of her, Emperor Rakshasa almost collapsed. Death was not terrible. What she was afraid of was dying with sins she could not afford, without even a chance to atone for her sins.

Once the Heavenly Demonic Mirror is damaged by divine punishment, the power of the three clans will be completely unbalanced, and the result will be self-evident.

There was no response from the Heavenly Demonic Mirror. A vortex appeared on the dark mirror surface, and a secret world of steaming mist appeared on the other end. The bloody demonic moon hung high in the sky, scarlet and dazzling.

A dry palm held the frame, and a figure walked out of the mirror. He had long purple hair shawl, deep facial features very similar to that of Emperor Rakshasa, clear outlines, thin body, and an obvious pale death look on his face.

"Father?!"

Seeing the figure walking out of the mirror, Emperor Rakshasa's expression of collapse turned into disbelief.

"Di Beichen..."

The figure standing in front of the annals of human history spoke quietly, the meaning of which was complicated and inexplicable.