My transformed system is poisonous

After Taishi's death, China was in turmoil. Although princes and aristocratic families from all walks of life were there to appease people's hearts, the throne of the emperor was always vacant, which inevitably made people's minds wander.

As for the successor to the position of emperor, the one with the most momentum in China is the Spirit King, Li Jingzhou. There are no less than five first-class forces in the Zhongtian Territory that support him openly and covertly, and this does not include several hidden imperial clans.

Not only among the four great princes, but also among the powerful ones in the Emperor Realm, he is also the youngest. He is still less than 6,000 years old since he entered the path.

If Heaven had not given him the chance to become a Taoist, he would have already entered the imperial realm. Compared with other princes, Li Jingzhou still has a long period of peaking, and is undoubtedly the most suitable candidate in the eyes of everyone.

The border of the Chengtian Realm is filled with blood, and the sky is filled with red clouds almost all the time. From time to time, blood-colored thunder will streak through the sky, and a bloody rain will fall. In the Lingyang Realm, when the emperor falls, small-scale strange phenomena will also occur. Nourishes everything in the world.

Today, the deepest part of the battle line has approached the hinterland of the Chengtian Territory. Due to the influence of the Ten Thousand Demon Rulers, the spirit beasts in this area have become extremely restless, and their temperaments have gradually become ferocious. The large number of dragon horses raised by the Demon Suppressing Army have all He seemed a little irritable, and he often got into trouble during battles.

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The history of the human race hangs in the sky, and among the forbidden divine patterns that fill the sky, a figure sits cross-legged.

Less than ten years after the war began, Liu Yunzheng seemed to have aged by more than ten years, his temples stained with frost, but his back was still straight, and his eyes were as bright as the scorching sun, looking at the Demon Emperor's Palace at the end of the sky.

Due to the lengthening of the battle line, the three princes who were in the frontal battlefield with the demon clan have now dispersed and headed to the edge areas to stabilize the battle situation.

"Heavenly Master."

A domain door suddenly opened in the sky, and a middle-aged man walked out of it, bowing to Liu Yunzheng and giving a half salute.

"How is the situation?" Liu Yunzheng's voice was slightly hoarse, as if he had not spoken for a long time.

"With the Spirit King sitting in charge, the border near the Demonic Land is still stable."

The middle-aged man nodded slightly, then took out a jade album from his arms and held it in front of Liu Yunzheng with both hands.

"The emperors of more than ten forces including Taiyi Ancient Sect, Danxia Alliance, Yunlai Immortal Palace, Hanyu Imperial Clan, etc., jointly petitioned the Heavenly Master to confer the title of Emperor to the Spiritual King."

Liu Yunzheng took the jade book casually, put it away without looking at it, and then said: "What's going on on the other side of the boundless sea?"

"The boundless sea is still rising slowly, and now it has risen by more than a hundred feet. At this rate, I am afraid that in another fifty years, the boundless sea will completely submerge the entire Lingyang."

Speaking of this, the middle-aged man couldn't hide the fear in his eyes. This situation was too evil. The fight between the three clans seemed to have lost its weight before this earth-shaking change.

"Fifty years..." Liu Yunzheng whispered to himself and waved his hand.

The middle-aged man stopped speaking. After bowing and saluting, he retreated into the domain gate.

Liu Yunzheng had never considered the matter of establishing Li Jingzhou as emperor from beginning to end. Even if this seat was not Ling Chu's, it would not be Li Jingzhou's turn to sit on it.

Li Jingzhou's current cultivation level has just entered the Emperor's Realm not long ago, and he is still far away from the Emperor's peak. This luck in the history of the human race means that the opportunity to become enlightened is too precious and cannot be wasted casually.

Not to mention an Emperor in the Source Realm or an Emperor in the Sky Realm. As far as the human race is concerned, there is no difference at all in terms of results, and it will not affect the overall situation of the future.

What the Lingyang human race needs now is not an emperor, but a great emperor.

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On the battlefield, the sound of fighting was loud. This was just a corner of the battle. Among the two races of beings participating in the battle, the strongest was only in the Yuanshen realm, and there was no trace of heavenly beings or demons.

A bright spear that spanned more than a hundred feet pierced the void and instantly pierced the head of a big demon.

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The bright red blood mist blooms like a flower, sending up a sweet fragrance in the void.

The Yuanshen Great Demon, nearly a hundred feet tall, was like a mountain collapsing, falling heavily, splashing smoke and dust all over the sky. In the huge hole in its forehead, demon blood could not stop gushing out, like a river rolling down, with astonishing blood energy fluctuations.

Wu Lingkong reached out and took back the spear, and licked the corners of his chapped mouth. He couldn't hide his exhaustion. His palms were soaked with blood and were a little slippery.

After receiving the order from the Imperial Court, not only her, but also the clan disciples of Wuyang Mansion, almost all came to the Chengtian Territory.

Nowadays, the casualties in the Chengtian Domain have far exceeded that of the demon disaster that year. Relying on the merits of successively killing the Yuanshen Great Demon, Wu Lingkong has also been successfully promoted to the third level of Demon Suppression General, leading hundreds of thousands of troops. .

Looking around the battlefield, Wu Lingkong felt a sense of sadness. Now this battle can only be regarded as a tragic victory. The more than 200,000 demon-suppressing army women's battalion was damaged by more than half, but it could only kill three hundred. There are more than ten thousand monsters.

The battle damage of nearly 1 to 30 seemed acceptable, but there were a large number of low-level monsters among them, and the monster clan had not suffered much damage at all.

Such large casualties were all due to the need to defend the position. If several tactics could be used to divide and eat up these three million monsters, the losses would be reduced by at least 70%.

After reintegrating the general formation, Wu Lingkong tightened his somewhat messy hair. As he was tying his hair, he suddenly thought of Shi Lan and couldn't help but raise his head and look at the bloody sky.

Now, she only hopes that Shi Lan can come back later, at least until this evil disaster is over.

boom!

Half an hour later, demon clouds rose again in the distance, and smoke filled the sky. It was obvious that the demon tribe had once again begun to fill the battlefield.

Before Wu Lingkong could give the order to set up the formation, a domain gate opened in the void behind, and more than ten warships poured out one after another.

"Switch defense!"

On the deck of the main ship, stood a woman wearing armor. Her features were picturesque, and her graceful demeanor revealed a domineering aura that was difficult to ignore. She was like a sword unsheathed, revealing its sharp edge.

Wu Lingkong had some impression of this person. He was once a peerless genius who was ranked on the double list, a descendant of the Human Emperor, and was named Fairy Lanmeng.

The women's camp in the demon-suppressing army has expanded with many new bloods, including some who are on the Immortal Fairy List, and Fairy Lan Meng is just one of them.

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Zhongtian Domain, the ancestral home of the Ling family.

A figure walked through the corridor, his clothes stained with blood, and came to the outside of a secret room, walking a little hastily.

"Ancestor."

After seeing the person coming, two guards in brocade clothes saluted with respect on their faces.

Ling Qing didn't respond and just pushed open the door of the secret room and walked in. Now that the battle in Chengtian Territory was tense, he could only take the time to come back and take a look.

Inside the secret room, extremely complex formation patterns were carved, with a jade couch in the center.

A woman in her early twenties was lying on it, with a rosy complexion and blond hair spread among the cold jade, like strands of golden thread. Under her willow eyebrows, her eyes were tightly closed.

Seeing Ling Yu'an's Qi swelled a lot again, Ling Qing couldn't help but frown, becoming more and more worried.

Ever since she fell asleep for no apparent reason, Ling Yu'an's Qi has increased sharply every time. Now she has reached the eighth level of the Heavenly Realm, not far from the Imperial Realm.

During this period, not even the shadow of Thunder Tribulation was seen, and the small world was out of the question. This speed of improvement in cultivation was so shocking that it even made Ling Qing feel a little chilly.

He once suspected that Ling Yu'an might be possessed by an unknown entity, but he could never find any abnormality. Her spirit remained stable and even became stronger.

Sorry, a bit short