My transformed system is poisonous

Under the underworld, Qinglan stood out of thin air, her eyes dropped, without any emotion, and the terrifying fairy light surged in her pupils.

boom!

The green lotus shadow suddenly bloomed, and the overwhelming fairy light overwhelmed the brilliance of the underworld above the sky. In an instant, the laws of heaven and earth were modified, the barriers between yin and yang were melted, and the surrounding area was transformed into a realm of chaos, returning to the origin.

A ray of bright divine light overflowed from her fingertips, and turned into a fairy sword in a snap of her fingers. The blade was crystal clear, and the sharp energy surged around like a vast ocean, tearing apart the world and cutting off the endless water of the underworld.

"stop--"

The expression of the man in white suddenly changed. He suddenly raised his hand and moved away, revealing the Sanshengshi, which was half a person's height behind him.

The strength of the person in front of him is too incredible. Even if he now holds the origin of the sages of the Lingyang human race in his hands, he is no match at all. If the war continues, Lingyang Huangquan will collapse, and it will even interfere with the subsequent arrangements of Lingyang Tiandao.

Moreover, once the barrier of Lingyang Huangquan disappears, it will inevitably attract the intervention of the Yin Division, and the situation will most likely get out of control.

Qinglan didn't waste any words, retracted the palm knife that had been pressed down, and stepped in front of the Sansheng Stone.

The Sansheng Stone is green in color, and contains countless silver threads inside. Although the number of these threads is huge, they do not interfere with each other and are well organized.

Through the weak induction in her life soul, Qing Lan raised her hand and stabbed it into the Sansheng Stone, and cut out a fragment the size of a human head.

Time was running out, and she didn't have time to distinguish it in detail. She could only roughly sense it. After putting away the Three Life Stones, she immediately turned around and prepared to leave.

She is not a creature of this era. Every move she makes carries a huge load, including Ying Qianqiu, who must bear huge karma.

The reason why she can move freely now is because someone is helping her carry this cause and effect.

Before Qing Lan could escape from the underworld, a wisp of black mist emerged from the depths of the underworld, blocking her in an instant and turning into a blurry figure.

"Are you free? I'd like to have a little chat with you."

A question came from the black mist, and the tone was smooth, like a pool of stagnant water, and it was impossible to distinguish between male and female.

"Who are you?" Qinglan frowned slightly, and for a moment she couldn't see clearly the depth of this person.

During the Immortal Ancient Era, she had traveled all over the underworld, and the underworld had long been under her control. She did not remember that there had ever been such a person under the underworld.

"Lord of the Underworld, they call me Lord Underworld."

Upon hearing the word Mingzun, Qinglan's eyes narrowed slightly: "Then let's talk."

The disappearance of Ming Zun in the origin era has always been a mystery to later generations. On the other hand, as the actual controller of the Three Worlds Book, the extent of Ming Zun's strength is also a question mark.

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The big universe, heaven.

The mighty long river of time and space fell from the starry sky dome, and more than ten figures straddled the long river, launching a fierce battle that had never been seen since the origin continent was shattered.

Even though this battle did not take place in this world, it still had a huge impact. The occasional wisp of aftermath would shatter the starry sky, and the entire universe would wail.

On the top of the thirty-third heaven, in a world of nothingness.

The huge Immortal Cauldron stood at the center of the world. Two irregular crystals like the scorching sun were constantly rotating, enveloping the Yin and Yang Qi. The pressure reflected in them made Ying Qianqiu feel chills in his heart.

Except for Qing Lan, the immortal emperors in later generations have never given him this feeling.

A figure sat cross-legged in the immortal cauldron. His appearance was like jade, and his eyebrows were marked with immortal patterns. He was still in his early twenties, at the peak of his youth.

The Jade Emperor's temples were stained with snow, and he stared at the young man in the cauldron with a dull expression.

"This is the fairy scripture you want."

After being silent for a long time, the Jade Emperor threw out a few volumes of immortal scriptures and said calmly:

"Send a message to Tianhuo for me. Heaven is not broken. See you again in ancient times."

"On your own, I'm afraid it will be difficult for this junior to escape."

Ying Qianqiu put away a few volumes of Immortal Scriptures with some hesitation. As soon as he stepped into the heaven, the outside world suddenly started a war. It was true that he did not realize it, and he could not help but feel a little worried at the moment.

He is not afraid of death, but when he came to this era, the person he was looking for had not yet been found, and he knew nothing about it, so he was really unwilling to die.

"They can't locate your traces. When I take action, there will be a chance of survival. You can be sure of it."

The Jade Emperor raised his hand and handed out a token, then waved his sleeves and sent Ying Qianqiu out of this world:

"With this order, go to hell, and the people from the underworld will help you escape."

The token is no more than an inch long and has the word "Yam Luo" written on it.

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When Ying Qianqiu came to his senses again, he was already on the battlefield. What came face to face was a dazzling sword light, which split the sky and the world, carrying a world-shattering murderous intention.

A jade jade jumped out from his arms, and the traces on it flowed, reflecting a ray of light, swallowing up the sword light, and disappearing it invisible.

The surrounding immortal monks mixed with the incense and fire gods were fighting on the battlefield, resisting the invasion from all directions. They had too many opponents. In the entire universe, except for the immortal monks and some incense and fire gods, almost everyone stood with them. the opposite of.

Ying Qianqiu looked around, and saw that the once glorious Thirty-third Heaven had been completely destroyed, with ruins and ruins everywhere.

Immortal blood was mixed with the true blood of various powerful creatures, dyeing the void. The sky and the earth were filled with blood, and murderous intent filled the sky.

The resentment of the fallen powerful creatures condensed into invisible laws in the void, and soon turned into an ecstasy and bone-corroding evil light that swept across the world.

boom!

Before Ying Qianqiu could look further, the void beside him suddenly collapsed, and two big suns rose above his head, illuminating the starry sky, and then crashed straight into the long river of time and space, causing boundless waves.

The many masters who were fighting, without exception, all stopped and fell into silence. Their spiritual thoughts were locked on the two source crystal fragments. They were no longer distinguishable from each other, and the atmosphere was about to reach freezing point in an instant.

When all the masters' attention was focused on the two source crystal fragments, an inconspicuous clear light emerged from the void and poured into a huge lunar star.

Above the sky, the Jade Emperor held the immortal cauldron in his hand, stepped forward slowly, scanned the battlefield, and suddenly sighed:

"Are you even going to turn your back on Heaven?"

"Kano!"

A thunderous cry suddenly exploded. The Jade Emperor raised his head and his gaze fell into the long river of time and space. He saw a god whose whole body was wrapped with divine brilliance. His divine body trembled subconsciously. He did not speak. The divine light around him surged, illuminating the entire area. battlefield.

The incense god, who was illuminated by the divine light, did not hesitate at all for a moment, burned his will power, and waved the divine weapon in his hand towards the group of immortal monks.

They were once the gods of heaven, enjoying the incense of all spirits, and their status was respected. But at this moment, they did not care about the slightest affection from the past and chose the ancestor god they believed in.

As incense gods, they have no right to make their own choices. In many cases, they not only have to consider their own survival, but also their own believers.

In their view, in today's war, Heaven's chances of winning are extremely slim.