My transformed system is poisonous

Although the number of names on the sky list is increasing, the top two hundred and six have never changed. Shi Lan's name still firmly stays at the position of two hundred and six.

Many of these newly promoted emperors were once at the top of the list of geniuses, overwhelming their peers, and eventually disappeared due to the obstruction of the catastrophic catastrophe.

Many of them have accumulated a lot of experience, and now they have experienced the catastrophe of world destruction, their cultivation levels have broken through the realms one after another, and they have directly crossed the early stage of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm and entered the middle stage of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm.

Even so, no one can shake Shi Lan's ranking. Even Emperor Rakshasa is only ranked 207th.

On the list, Shi Lan's cultivation is still at the Heavenly Tribulation Realm. She has not appeared from Ling Yang for several years. However, for a monster of this level, it is hard to say how far she has grown.

When these characters who are going through the tribulation now enter the ninth level of the heaven-human realm, not to mention Shi Lan, even Shi Lan's parents have not yet been born, so there is no possibility of comparison between them.

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In the blink of an eye, less than half an hour had passed, and the world-destroying thunder light between heaven and earth gradually disappeared.

The battle above the sky is still going on. Amidst the lightning, the forbidden divine patterns surrounding the Phantom Star Domain are riddled with holes.

As more and more creatures entered the imperial realm, the figure in the calamity cloud regained some of its power. The Heavenly Punishment Thunder Sword became sharper, and the overflowing electric light cracked the blue sky.

Several cracks appeared on the body of the Heavenly Demonic Mirror, which melted away from the surface of the glass mirror. The three glass worlds reflected in it were full of devastation and were about to shatter under the might of the thundering heaven.

Even though today's Ling Yang Tiandao is not as good as before, it is still beyond the control limit of this demon treasure to challenge Tianwei head-on.

Seeing this scene, Mu Gu, who was standing on the edge of the Fantasy Star Territory, narrowed his eyes slightly, and the shadow of the history of the human race behind him burst out with dazzling brilliance. Then he reached into the void and drew out a bloody halberd. The blade was wrapped with thick chaos energy, and as soon as Fang appeared, it crushed the sky for thousands of miles.

The next moment, the light of the halberd swept across the nine heavens, and the blood-colored flames burned brilliantly like divine clouds, tearing apart the clouds of punishment and calamity, covering the entire Lingyang Realm with a layer of red clouds, and the sky and earth were filled with strange and colorful lights, extremely dazzling.

boom!

Above the calamity cloud, the Heavenly Punishment Thunder Sword in the human figure's hand exploded with a bang, and the scattered lightning fell into the earth, igniting endless heavenly fire.

The sudden attack made the figure above the calamity cloud pause, and then became more and more violent. The collapsed thunder sword quickly condensed into shape again, locking the dead ancient who had taken action.

"Lingyang is no longer ancient, and the way of heaven is lacking. If you want to do it again, I will accompany you."

Pointed by the Thunder Sword of Heaven's Punishment, Dead Ancient's eyes were still unwavering and full of indifference. Behind him, a door to a secret realm was opened. There was a desolate silence inside, with dozens of giant cocoons lying on the ground, as if dust had sealed the ancient times. An ancient period before.

The Heavenly Demonic Mirror cannot be damaged here. At least among the three tribes, the Heavenly Demonic Mirror is still needed to maintain balance.

The demon lord who is now in power in the demon soil has already suffered heavy losses. If the demon mirror is lost again, the strength of the demon clan will instantly drop to freezing point.

Once the power of the demon clan is too weak, the demon clan will inevitably start a war again and annex the demon land. Then there will be another shocking war, and the human race will not be able to survive alone.

The final result is still internal friction, which has no meaning other than returning the hard-earned power to the world.

The next moment, the figure in the calamity cloud suddenly dispersed, the world barrier was restored at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the intensity of the space between heaven and earth skyrocketed.

Obviously, Tiandao once again raised the threshold for leaving the realm and sealed off the Lingyang realm.

The moment the Heavenly Punishment Tribulation Cloud disappeared, the power of the World-Destroying Tribulation suddenly surged. Among the humans and demons, nine out of ten of the World-Destroying Tribulations had subsided and gradually disappeared, but among the Demons, there were still many The demon was trapped under the calamity cloud and suffered an instant catastrophe.

"You're still the same as you were in ancient times."

Glancing at the expressionless dead man, Di Beichen's tone was filled with sarcasm:

"The justice of the human race seems to be written all over his face. It makes me sick just looking at it."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Heavenly Demonic Mirror opened a space passage, and a glazed divine light emerged from the mirror body, drawing the Emperor Rakshasa and more than a dozen Demon Lords in the distance into the passage.

Dead Gu looked at Di Beichen quietly, put away his bloody halberd, and did not stop him, his eyes far away.

Old friends from ancient times reunite one after another in this era, and it is inevitable that there is a sense of storm coming.

"Yao, did you really kill me?"

Glancing at the secret door that was gradually closing behind Su Gu, Di Beichen's eyes swept over the giant cocoon, his eyes flickering:

"Are She Yue, Han Ming, and Fuguang still alive?"

"A dead person should keep his duties as a dead person, why should he bother with the affairs of the world anymore."

Dead Ancient did not answer directly. He raised his hand to repair the forbidden divine patterns around the Fantasy Star Realm, then turned around and stepped back to the imperial palace, leaving only a few words to echo:

"In recognition of your contribution to Ling Yang today, I will let the Emperor Rakshasa go and keep your bloodline."

"Aren't you also a dead person?"

After a sneer, countless blood marks burst out on Di Beichen's body, and the overwhelming amount of ancient god's essence and blood rushed into the fantasy star field, flooding a large area of ​​the galaxy. His essence and spirit were passing away at an extremely fast speed.

The overwhelming blood energy poured into the heaven and earth, and within a moment, it disappeared into the void, as if it was swallowed up by the heaven and earth.

No matter how strong he was in life, facing the way of heaven, it is extremely difficult to support him with a broken body.

The Heavenly Demonic Mirror was hidden in the starry sky, carrying the remains of the Demonic Emperor, along the previous space passage, and escaping into the depths of the Demonic Land.

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"A total of seven hundred and sixty-four people have survived the tribulation, one hundred and seventy-two have died, and five hundred and ninety-two have become human emperors!"

After seeing the results of the catastrophe through the history of the human race, Liu Yunzheng couldn't help but feel a hint of joy in his eyes.

Although it is still less than 80%, it is already extremely difficult in today's Lingyang world.

After the joy passed, Liu Yunzheng couldn't help but sigh:

"It's a pity that Ling Chu failed to catch up with this opportunity."

Ling Chu naturally also tried to overcome the tribulation, but his cultivation was still far away from the imperial level. He just took advantage of this opportunity to survive two catastrophes of heaven and man in one go, pushing his cultivation into the eighth level of heaven and man. .

After all, his cultivation is weaker. After this battle, the supervision of Heaven will undoubtedly be stricter, and Ling Chu's already low hope will become even more bleak.

"It's just the wrong time." Taishi shook his head slightly. This change in the way of heaven was an accident. No one expected that a powerful man of the Great Emperor level would be involved in it. Even the history of the human race failed to warn him in advance. .

Now with this group of emperor-level combat forces as supplements, the Lingyang human race will not lack a mainstay for a long time to come.

"The number of newly promoted emperors from the two demon clans is probably much higher." Liu Yunzheng recalled the history of the human race and carefully put it back in the attic, with a look of worry on his face.

The lifespan of the two demon clans is much longer than that of the human race. The number of heavenly demons and demons stranded due to the catastrophe of annihilation is extremely large.

"After all, it has not yet become a phenomenon and cannot affect the overall situation."

The one who determines the pattern of the world is always the enlightened person. In this regard, Taishi did not feel any pressure. After an eternity, even the Lingyang Realm will no longer exist. All he can do now is to do his best and obey the destiny.

Before passing away, it is enough to leave a guarantee for the Lingyang people, to look up to Heaven and to be worthy of others.

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In the boundless sea, the man in red stopped writing, wiped away the large beads of sweat on his forehead, and let out a sigh of relief.

The Cangqiong list, which originally had only about 200 people, has soared to more than 2,400 people. There are more than 1,700 new emperor-level experts from the three clans, of which the demon clan alone accounts for 900.

The remaining hundreds of newly promoted emperors are distributed in various directions and scattered in the vast boundless sea.

Looking at the three clans alone, from today onwards, the Monster clan alone accounts for half of the number of emperor-level experts.

After taking a short rest, the man made a rubbing of the list, incorporated it into a jade arrow, and sent it to the sky.

This level of change in the list is rare in Ling Yang's history. The matter is serious and needs to be reported.

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In the boundless demonic land, there is an ordinary demonic cave.

Di Rakshasa knelt on the ground, holding the Heavenly Demonic Mirror, rubbing the cracks on the mirror with his fingertips, turning his head to look at Di Beichen who was sitting next to him, and spoke with some hesitation:

"Father, I..."

"I don't have much time left. I have something to say. Please listen."

Before Di Luosha finished speaking, Di Beichen interrupted her. His breathing was a little hurried, his face was pale, and the purple light in his eyes dimmed. There was no trace of blood flowing out of the cracks on his body, and his body was almost Dry, the previous battle had completely drained the remaining strength from his body.

Hearing this, Emperor Rakshasa straightened up and listened carefully.

"The long river of time and space... has been cut off. This is my last time to help you. You need to be more careful in the future."

"In ancient times, I suppressed a god emperor in the underworld. The key to unlocking the seal is the demon blood in your body... Swallowing that god emperor can greatly shorten the time for you to condense the Dao Fruit and step into the sky realm... "

"Where is the underworld?" Emperor Rakshasa asked in confusion.

She was still young in the ancient times and had never been to many places. She had never heard of Hades Island, and she had never heard of the place 'Netherworld' in the land of Ling Yang today.

"By this era, it may have been swallowed up by the boundless sea. After the changes in the sky and earth in the Rising Sun, you will know that I left guidance there..."

"One more thing, you must keep it in mind. There is a portal of the Yins at the border of Hades. Don't enter. Before you step into the sky, don't let the people of the Yins notice your existence..."

"There is a fixed number between life and death. It cannot be changed except by the source of power. Your Yang life cannot support your destiny to survive to this day. You should have died in the ancient times. If you are observed by the underworld, your life will be in danger. You cannot Return to the earthly world."

"Remember it." Di Luosha nodded in agreement, looking at Di Beichen but hesitated to speak.

Eternal time, to her, is just a big dream. She has not seen her father for a long time, and she can't help but miss her father. Now that they are reunited, she doesn't know how to speak.

The years she has experienced are just over two hundred years in a hurry, which is too insignificant compared to the years from ancient times to the present.

"Now that the long river of time and space has been cut off, the past is a foregone conclusion and cannot be changed. I cannot see clearly what the future will bring..."

"Records in ancient history are not necessarily accurate. In ancient times, the matter between Gu Ye and I was far more complicated than you imagine... But now there is no point in arguing about it. After all, I am a dead person. man of."

When Di Beichen said this, a slight smile escaped from the corner of his mouth:

"At least daddy still has you now, and Gu Ye...has no bloodline anymore."

"Why did you choose to keep me instead of eldest brother?" Di Luosha finally asked her doubts. In her vague memory, her eldest brother's cultivation talent was much better than hers, and he was more suitable for her. Take on heavy responsibilities.

"Because you are still young...that's all."

Di Beichen reached out to Di Rakshasa's cheek. He raised his hand halfway and then slipped down. He couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth to cover up the astringency in his smile, and his tone became much softer:

"Dad just hopes...that you can live well."

For a moment, Emperor Rakshasa hugged the Heavenly Demonic Mirror tightly in her arms, feeling a little lost. Since waking up from this era, she has always shouldered a certain sense of mission. Since she has survived since ancient times, there must be something she needs to do.

Now that the demon clan is weak, her first reaction is to take up the banner of the demon clan and not dare to slack off in her practice.

But what Di Beichen said now undoubtedly overturned some of her perceptions. She had survived since ancient times simply because her father wanted her to survive. The so-called important responsibility was out of the question.

Di Beichen's eyes began to wander, his fingertips dropped to the ground, and a snow-white exotic flower slipped from his sleeve.

Looking at the Snow Demon Orchid on the ground, the smile at the corner of Di Beichen's mouth faded, and he murmured with a trace of confusion:

"All the past events are reduced to nothing, and all eternity is gone in a blink of an eye..."

When Di Rakshasa came back to his senses, the Di Beichen in front of him no longer had any vitality fluctuations, and he fell into a dream.

Compared with the records in history books, this is the last time she bids farewell to her father.

After putting down the Heavenly Magic Mirror, Emperor Rakshasa knelt down and kowtowed, carefully picked up his father's body and buried it in his own little world.

Di Rakshasa couldn't understand the emotion of sadness. He only felt that there was a sudden vacancy somewhere in his heart, which made him feel a little cold.

After standing in the dark cave for a long time, Emperor Rakshasa picked up the Heavenly Demonic Mirror, turned around and stepped into the space passage, arriving at a large hall.

The entire hall is made of dark purple crystal. It is empty and cold. In the center of the hall is a jade couch that is more than dozens of feet across. There is a dark curtain hanging beside the couch, and the scene behind the curtain cannot be seen clearly.

Very far away from the jade couch, in a corner close to the main hall, there are piles of white skeletons, mixed together, and it is impossible to distinguish the race. Most of the skeletons are engraved with Dao marks, demonstrating their great strength during their lifetime.

Emperor Rakshasa stood not far away and did not make a sound.

Bang!

A moment later, a huge skeleton flew out from the dark curtain, hit the palace wall heavily, and scattered into a pile of white bones, which was piled on top of the pile of bones.

Through the gap between the curtains, a vague figure can be seen vaguely, as well as a pair of flawless and round legs.

"Demon Lord, the Heavenly Demonic Mirror is damaged." Looking at the cracks on the Heavenly Demonic Mirror in his hand, Emperor Rakshasa was ready to be punished.

It is not a trivial matter for the clan's treasure to be damaged.

"This is all because of me..."

"I already know."

The voice coming from behind the curtain had a hint of hoarseness, but not much anger. Then a ray of true energy came out and pulled away the Heavenly Demonic Mirror from the hands of the Emperor Rakshasa.

Such an understatement surprised Emperor Rakshasa.

"The Heavenly Magic Mirror was originally made by Emperor Beichen. It was something left to you by your father. I am just borrowing it now."

As if he could see what Emperor Rakshasa was thinking, a voice came from behind the curtain again:

"There is no need to worry. The Demon Clan is inherited from your father's legacy and has been passed down to this day. In the Demon Land, you don't have to feel sorry for anyone."

"Is the Demon Lord's injury serious?" Di Rakshasa asked with concern after a long silence.

"For more than a hundred years, he may be fine."

The voice coming from behind the curtain was tired, as if most of his energy had been spent in just a few words:

"You go ahead."

Hearing this, Di Rakshasa bowed and turned around to leave. She was not a talkative person to begin with, so she had already been thinking about her words of concern for a long time.

Shortly after Emperor Rakshasa left, a three-foot-long demonic figure stepped into the hall, knelt down and kowtowed, and said:

"There are two hundred and eighty-six new Demon Emperors in the Demon Land, and one hundred and fifty-seven of them came from our twelve caves."

"How many died?"

"A total of 854 heavenly demons have fallen, 235 of which came from our twelve caves."

"Go down."

The voice coming from behind the curtain had no fluctuation at all and lacked vitality.

"promise."

The demonic figure kowtowed again and slowly exited the hall.

"A worthy death..."

The cold sigh echoed in the palace, and the lingering sound lingered for a long time.

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In the great world of Shenwu, the Red Fire Sword Sect is stationed.

There are countless big stars hanging in the sky. In addition to the moonlight, there are endless stars falling down. Even in the middle of the night, the sky and the earth are still as bright as day.

In just a few years, an ice city spanning thousands of miles has been built among the continuous glaciers. It is held up by the magic circle and hangs high in the nine heavens.

Between the thick ice walls, red flames were dancing, full of vitality.

Under the night, the nine-round bright moon stood side by side in Qingming like a celestial mirror. The moonlight fell and was reflected on the city wall, reflecting a cold light.

Setting up a dynasty is not a child's play. Even if it was prepared in a hurry, the Lan clan and the Red Fire Sword Sect put all their efforts into it, and it took several years before they were fully prepared.

Qinglan has been in seclusion and declined all visitors. As time goes on, those who pry overtly and covertly gradually die down and quietly wait for the day of the founding of the dynasty.

Establishing a dynasty is the ultimate goal in the minds of most practitioners in the Shenwu World. Establishing a dynasty will have the foundation for a dynasty, which can not only improve one's own cultivation, but also bless future generations.

From an ordinary cultivator to become a 'royal bloodline', this is undoubtedly a matter of honoring the ancestors.

Within tens of millions of miles of the Scarlet Fire Sword Sect, apart from the two lower dynasties, there are countless sect families, and nearly half of these sect families are headed by Cangyang Palace.

Wei Pengju, the old master of Cangyang Palace, had already reached the eighth level ten thousand years ago, and now he must have taken a step further.

He had long wanted to establish a dynasty, but he suffered from a humble background and a humble rise. He had no treasure that could suppress the dynasty's fortunes. Even if he established a dynasty, it would not last more than three generations before it would fall apart.

At that time, not to mention the descendants of Yin Yin for generations to come, his clan would even turn from the 'royal bloodline' to a remnant, and thus be driven out and exterminated, and its incense will be cut off from then on.

Now that he heard that someone was going to establish a dynasty, he was naturally very excited and became greedy for the important treasure that suppresses luck.

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On the top of the ice city, Qinglan stood on the altar of worshiping the sky, looking at the stars, her hair dancing slightly, her long skirt rustling in the cold wind, her eyes cold.

The immortal way is completely different from the martial way. There are only three great tribulations in the entire Tribulation Realm. The strength gap between each realm is extremely huge.

After passing through the tribulation of life and death, it can also be called the fate tribulation realm. Today, Qinglan is still in the early stage of the fate tribulation realm. However, once she establishes a dynasty and gathers the dynasty luck, she can use the dynasty luck to temporarily improve to a small realm. .

Entering the middle stage of the Fate Tribulation Realm is equivalent to the Sun and Moon Realm in the Lingyang Realm. With the trump card in her hand and the Nine Transformations of the Heavenly Demon, she can protect herself within tens of millions of miles.

Among the lower dynasties, the strongest one is only at the eighth level and third level, and Wei Pengju definitely does not have this strength. If he has already stepped into the eighth level and the third level, with his own strength, he can directly refine the Qi to suppress the lower dynasties. A great treasure of luck, bringing blessings to future generations.

When the time came, many shadowy figures appeared outside the rolling glaciers.

A few hours later, it will be the day when the Red Fire Sword Sect will establish its dynasty. Those who want to watch the excitement should naturally arrive early and choose a good seat.

Qinglan did not drive away these figures. When establishing power, there needed to be witnesses. She also did not hide her cultivation. The aura fluctuations of the eighth and first levels were clearly visible.

As time passed by, a glow appeared in the sky. Many great demons and demon kings stood under the altar, looking at Qing Lan on the altar, with some uncontrollable excitement in their expressions.

After running around in the world of Shenwu for so long, they finally have a place to settle down. For them, this is extremely precious.

To establish a dynasty, one must first offer sacrifices to heaven and earth. Only after receiving the approval of heaven and earth can one claim to be entrusted with the destiny of heaven and follow the destiny of heaven to establish a dynasty.

Soon, the yin and yang between heaven and earth alternated, and the purple energy came from the east, entering the beginning of the generation of the vitality of heaven and earth.

Qinglan was not in a hurry to offer sacrifices to heaven and earth. Instead, she raised her hand and pulled out an immortal sutra filled with mysterious ancient texts from the void. The pale golden ancient characters overwhelmed the rising sun on the horizon and were imprinted on the space between heaven and earth.

"It's such a mysterious ancient scripture, it feels like my soul is going to sink into it if I look at it a few more times."

"Could this be the Supreme Dharma?"

"No wonder I have the confidence to start a dynasty. There is a supreme law that is enough to suppress the dynasty!"

The onlookers around were all shocked and did not dare to read more. Without understanding the meaning of this magical ancient scripture, even if they memorized a few characters, it would be meaningless and even harmful to their cultivation.

Tiancan Lingxuan Sutra, which inherits the great cause and effect, has already undergone changes. The sutra in the main body is extremely mysterious. If it had not been integrated into the soul, even Qinglan today would not be able to understand its meaning.

After carving the ancient scriptures, Qinglan has not yet begun to offer sacrifices to heaven and earth. She sits cross-legged on the altar and closes her eyes to rest.

This approach made everyone around them a little puzzled. To offer sacrifices to heaven and earth, powerful creatures need to be slaughtered on the spot. The stronger the strength, the better the feedback from heaven and earth will be, which will be of great benefit to the fortune of the dynasty.

In order to avoid affecting the auspicious time chosen for the establishment of the dynasty, such creatures should be prepared before the sacrifice begins.

While there was a lot of discussion and noise all around, a man in black, about fifty years old, came outside the rolling glaciers and glanced at the Immortal Sutra in mid-air. His expression could not help but reveal ecstasy.

Behind him, there were also a large number of people, uniformed in black uniforms with silver patterns, which made them look extraordinary.

"Cangyang Palace!"

"Wei Pengju!"

The man in black ignored the uproar around him. After seeing Qinglan's cultivation, he couldn't restrain his joy. He stepped across the glaciers and entered the ice city.

A large number of Cangyang Palace disciples who followed him also drove straight in, their faces also full of joy. Once Wei Pengju established the dynasty, they could also be granted the title of marquis and general. If one person attained enlightenment, chickens and dogs would ascend to heaven.

Although nearly half of the forces within tens of millions of miles around are led by Cangyang Palace, there are also other half of the sect forces who have a bad relationship with Cangyang Palace and are not willing to see Wei Peng establish a dynasty. A sigh.

"I heard that Palace Master Wei has already taken a step further and entered the second realm. His strength is not what it used to be."

"It's a pity that although this woman has a supreme law, she will probably have to make wedding clothes for others today."

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"You're weaker than I expected."

Wei Pengju had just stepped onto the altar, his eyes still lingering on the ancient scriptures in mid-air, when a whisper suddenly came to his ears.

Qing Lan slowly opened her eyes and took a look at the man in front of her. There was obvious disappointment in her eyes. He was worthy of entering the second level of the eighth level. His foundation was ordinary and his talent was ordinary. He was extremely ordinary.

Not to mention using the luck of the court, Qing Lan could kill him without even using the Nine Transformations of the Heavenly Demon.

With such strength, he was able to dominate for months and years within a radius of tens of millions of miles. This is enough to show how remote this place is.

clang--

The mellow and clear bells sounded slowly from deep inside the city, indicating that the auspicious time for making a pilgrimage has arrived.

The warning sign of death suddenly rose in Wei Pengju's heart. The woman in front of him seemed to turn into a man-eating beast in an instant. His expression changed drastically, and he wanted to retreat, but it was already too late.

bass--

The sharp sword energy streaked across the sky, and the light was cold all around. Even far away from the rolling glaciers, the bone-chilling sword energy could still be felt.

Wei Pengju took half a step back, and was torn into blood mist by the sword energy in the thunder. As a sacrifice, it blended into the world.

"not enough……"

Qinglan murmured to himself, looking at the disciples of Cangyang Palace crossing the continuous glaciers. With a thought in his mind, he once again controlled the flying sword in the sky.

In the blink of an eye, the glacier turned into a mountain of blood. Without a single scream, a large number of Cangyang Palace disciples were killed hundreds of thousands of miles away by the sword energy.

"So, barely enough..."

She had been sharpening her sword for several years for today's sword, but now it seemed that it was undoubtedly overkill.

The vitality between the heaven and the earth was violently churning, and dragons were painted on the nine heavens, and clouds and mist were rising. The entire ice city was covered with auspicious glow, radiating for millions of miles in a radius. In an instant, the fortune of the dynasty had gathered.

Due to the hasty preparation, the area that the North Korean Movement can cover is only a few million miles in radius, but the foundation has been laid and the territory can be gradually expanded in the future.

The altar at Qinglan's feet exploded layer by layer, turning into an ice monument that rose into the sky and crashed heavily on the edge of the continuous glacier.

Between the vertical and horizontal sword energy, the word "Heavenly Fire" appeared on the ice tablet.

Qinglan's eyes slowly swept across the world in front of her. Wherever she looked, there were figures kneeling and kowtowing. No one dared to look up and look directly into her eyes.

In this regard, there was no fluctuation in her eyes. The rising sun cast a layer of golden light on her shoulders, and she said silently to herself:

'I'll wait for you right here...'

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Shi Lan has become more and more accustomed to the boring experience of sailing in the vast universe, and his originally impetuous heart has gradually calmed down.

Fortunately, with the existence of the Qiongluo Realm, the process of sailing would not be too boring. With the occasional retreat, coupled with the guidance of Bentham and Tianbai's practice, time passed faster.

The Tianyan Sect is slowly growing step by step. After entering the realm of the Imperial Dao, Shi Lan has completely controlled the Qiongluo Realm. He can make some subtle adjustments to the Thunder Tribulation Heavenly Power in the realm, so that some disciples who failed to transcend the tribulation can No longer facing the fate of a thunderstorm, there is an opportunity to re-accumulate and try to pass the level again.

As for the Asura clan, there is not much difference from before. These short decades are not enough for the Asura clan to reach adulthood.

Shi Lan passed on the 'Fetal Breath Technique' to these young Asuras to temper their bodies and tap into their own potential. It would not happen until some of them reached adulthood and were baptized by the blood pool of the Asura clan's battle. Qualitative transformation.

These future combat powers still need to be slowly trained and developed gradually with a lot of effort. With no support behind her, she can only accumulate them bit by bit.

After asking Shi Lan for permission, Karin divided the personnel on the spacecraft into two groups, took turns, and entered the Dome World to rest.

Although each of them has at least a hundred years of experience in interstellar navigation, they are still mortals with limited lifespans. They are sensitive to the passage of time and need irregular rest to adjust their mental state.

In order to be able to move freely in the Qiongluo Realm, they also started practicing. However, due to their poor physical foundation, they could only practice some basic introductory breathing techniques.

Even though their cultivation progress is extremely slow, they still enjoy this method of cultivation that keeps getting stronger and makes them look younger.

For the sake of Bentham and Tianbai's cultivation, Shi Lan, who couldn't get the technique for a while, could only focus on the system lottery.

Her reputation value has increased much more slowly. After years of accumulation, it has barely exceeded the 300 million mark, and most of it should come from the Malbrai star field.

The high-level lottery is worth tens of millions of reputation points at a time, and the upper limit is eight stars. She directly spent 200 million, all choosing the skills column.

Fortunately, the final result was not in vain. A total of seven eight-star level exercises were extracted, four of which were suitable for the practice of the two demon clans. The remaining exercises were all placed by Shi Lan in the Tianyan Sect's Sutra Collection Pavilion. , to supplement the background.

Among the four techniques suitable for the cultivation of the two demon clans, Shi Lan carefully considered and selected two, namely the "Yunmo Canon" and the "Elixir Demon Manual".

The method previously practiced by Bentham is called the Purple Sun Lock Heart Sutra. When you reach the realm of transformation, you can also step into the eighth level and condense the realm. In the Yunmo Canon, there are the cultivation techniques after condensing the realm. After condensing the Tao Fruit Before, it was unimpeded.

The method of cultivation within the elixir demon spectrum is very different from that of the Lingyang demon clan. It requires a lifetime of cultivation, condenses a demon elixir in the body, and hides the soul in the elixir. If the demon elixir is immortal, you can have a nearly immortal body. , using the essence of demon elixir to instantly repair the injuries on the physical body.

Judging from Shi Lan's eyesight, the fragments of the Heavenly Demon Sutra that Tian Bai had previously practiced were much more powerful than the Alchemy Sutra, at least the Supreme Method. However, it was only a fragment, and could only be used to practice to the Yuanshen realm. There is no way forward.

Now I can only change my path halfway, and then I can complete the technique after I have achieved some success in the future.

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Six years have passed in a blink of an eye, and Shi Lan's cultivation has successfully entered the middle stage of the Heaven-Observing Realm without encountering any bottlenecks.

What makes her a little puzzling is that the figure in the Imperial Realm still cannot depict a clear face, and his appetite is terrifying, like a bottomless pit. After devouring a large number of spiritual crystals and an entire line of Supreme bloodline, her cultivation level has just begun. A small realm has been crossed.

This is only the Observation of the Sky realm. If he goes one step further and enters the fourth level of the Imperial Level Blood Cloud Realm, the energy required in the realm will skyrocket again, and Shi Lan will once again smell the smell of his own poverty.

This kind of consumption rate is somewhat unbearable even if she has a big world behind her.

In fact, Shi Lan could have chosen to extract the source power of the Qiongluo World to practice, but she did not choose to do so. There are still countless living beings living in this world, and it is also the homeland of Bai Yu and others, and the world on which life and death depend.

If heaven and earth weaken again, for Bai Yu and others, it will be equivalent to extinguishing their hope of becoming enlightened.

Shi Lan can't do this kind of thing. He can find other ways to practice with resources. There is no need to rush for success. He is already used to being poor.

After another retreat, Shi Lan stepped out of the Qingluo Realm and returned to the spaceship. According to Karin's original estimated voyage time, he should have almost reached the world coordinates given by Samsara.

It is difficult to estimate the voyage between the big universes accurately. Shi Lan waited on the spacecraft for half a month before receiving Karin's notification.

"Sir, we have arrived at our destination."

Hearing this, Shi Lan stepped out of the spaceship and stood in the vast sea of ​​stars.

The starry sky was deserted, with no sun, moon or stars, only some scattered meteors floating around.

Occasionally, there were streaks of starlight wrapped in the essence of the sun and moon, traveling across the stars and coming from the far side of the starry sky. When they flowed past her, they were inevitably pulled into her body by the powerful magnetic field around her and turned into true essence.

Obviously, there is no vast world mentioned in reincarnation here, and not a single trace of it can be seen.

"Is there a mistake?" Samsara's tone showed a rare hint of confusion, and he spoke with a hint of hope, hoping to get approval from Shi Lan.

"If there is nothing wrong with the coordinates you gave, then they should be correct." Shi Lan gave an affirmative reply.

In fact, Samsara is much clearer than her about the coordinate positions.

It knows very well whether the starry sky in front of it is where it wants to go.

The moment it arrived at the starry sky, it already had the answer. The vast world in its database no longer existed.

It is unknown whether its former host is still in the Yang world.

However, since becoming the Supreme, one must rely on the world to achieve enlightenment. Now that the world is gone, one can already imagine what his fate will be.

Even so, Shi Lan didn't point it out. Before getting the exact information, there would always be a glimmer of hope.

In the big universe, this kind of thing is not surprising, and Shi Lan doesn't have much trouble in her heart. After all, she has personally experienced the fall of two big worlds.

The only pity is that her cultivation is still weak now. Otherwise, through some means, she might be able to recreate the scene in this starry sky a long time ago and know what happened.

This method of reversing time and space on a small scale and viewing the past and future is not difficult for some powerful people who have access to the realm of time and space.

"He won't die that easily."

Obviously, Samsara had sufficient confidence in its current host. It did not dwell too much on this issue and said apologetically:

"I'm sorry for making you waste your time."

"There is no need to be polite between you and me."

Originally, in order to avoid the popular star field, she decided to change the route. Now she just walked a little longer. Shi Lan shook her head slightly and returned to the spacecraft.

She has memorized the coordinates of this starry sky. If there is a chance in the future, she will naturally help Samsara to find out the whole story of this vast world.

"Karin, change course."

"Where are you going?" Karin called up the star map and asked.

"Go directly back to the Malbrai Star Territory." Shi Lan smiled and said, "I'll take you home."

"Go home..." After hearing these two words, Karin hesitated for a moment. From her heart, she didn't really want to go home now.

Compared to dealing with the sergeants on the battleship and the various complicated regulations, Shi Lan was undoubtedly much more comfortable around him, although it was a bit boring at times.

Moreover, there are piles of beauties in the Qiongluo Realm, handsome men and women who are rare in the Interstellar Federation. You can reach out and grab a handful of them here.

Although Shi Lan was eye-catching enough, due to some reasons, Karin only dared to sneak a glance at it from time to time and did not dare to stare at it. In the Qiongluo Realm, she had no such concerns at all and could see it happily.

Of course, these are not the main reasons.

Next to Shi Lan, she saw the hope of immortality, which was the dream of countless plutocrats in the interstellar federation.

Thinking that this road was moving away from her, Karin slowed down her fingertips as she traced the star map, feeling a little melancholy.

Suddenly, she thought of something and asked, "Should the recording chip on the spacecraft be destroyed?"

There is some information about Qiongluo Realm, if it is transmitted back to the Interstellar Federation, it may bring a lot of trouble to Shi Lan.

"Chip?" Shi Lan was confused: "Didn't Resa tell you? There is no recording chip on this spacecraft itself."

When she first arrived in the Malbrai star field, she destroyed three recording chips. This spacecraft was borrowed and needed to be returned. It was naturally impossible for Shi Lan to make such a low-level mistake.

Of course, Karin didn't know about this kind of thing. She shook her head blankly and reported the data given by the star chart:

"The voyage is set up and we can reach the Malbrai star field in twelve years."

Hearing this, Shi Lan fell into deep thought for a while. After returning to the Malbrai Star Territory, the trip to the Great World of Shenwu will be put on the agenda.

If Qinglan and the Lan clan were left alone, they would always be a thorn in her heart.

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A little late, sorry