My Transformed System is Toxic

Chapter 603
In the void not far in front of Qinglan, stood a young man, dressed in white, tall and straight, with a handsome appearance, with determination and righteousness in his brows.

The aura of cultivation base fluctuates, it can't be called strong, it seems that he has only gathered the domain not long ago, but at this age, he is already a rare arrogance.

A supreme being stands in the void, wears a simple long gown, and has an awe-inspiring aura lingering around him, like a rolling galaxy, boundless. .

"start."

The sub-sage in the air slowly raised his hand, and pulled up a light curtain around the floating island, isolating all interference from the outside world.

At the moment when the fighting started, Qing Lan was not in a hurry to make a move, and stood quietly on the spot.

She didn't hide her cultivation, the energy fluctuations of the eighth and second floors were much stronger than Qin Feng, and anyone with a discerning eye could see the gap between the two.

Now she has not made a move, even if she is giving Qin Feng a step down, when he admits defeat, he can still get a face.

She didn't know what kind of background was behind these arrogance, she didn't want to make enemies for no reason, and she didn't want to leave a little bit of leeway when things went wrong.

"Girl's talent is astonishingly beautiful, beyond my reach."

Qin Feng spoke first, then changed the topic, and said solemnly:
"Even if you are not the girl's opponent, I still want to fight to prove your way. You don't have to hold back."

Don't have to stay?

There was a strange flash in Qing Lan's eyes. At this moment, she didn't know whether this Qin Feng was ignorant of the heights of the heavens and the earth, or simply had some brain problems.

Not long after she had just condensed the domain, this kind of cultivation was really not an opponent for her. The gap between the two was more than a thousand times. The wind cuts under the sword.

Qing Lan didn't talk nonsense, since she didn't want to face it, she didn't bother to waste any more time, the mighty catastrophe surged around her body, and she let out a crisp sword chant.

Her body was bathed in the surging aura of calamity, and a ray of immortal light appeared faintly. The muscles and bones that had experienced the baptism of the aura of calamity already had immortal accumulations, which were boundless and powerful.

Sword Qi soared into the sky, and a ray of spiritual light spit out from Qing Lan's mouth, rolled up Rui Cai, criss-crossing like a dragon between his fingers, rolling over the void, roaring.

Before Qin Feng could react, the field of vision in front of him was filled with a white light, and the mighty holy text flowed on the light curtain, isolating the entire battlefield and blocking the terrifying sword light.

The sub-sage above Nine Heavens intervened and ended the fighting.

Qin Feng's face turned pale, the meaning of which is self-evident, in Yasheng's view, he can't stop this sword, if he doesn't make a move to stop, he is already a dead man at this moment.

It is impossible for a sub-sage to make a mistake in his judgment, which undoubtedly dealt him some blows.

'Sure enough, it is a monster. Even if it is cultivated into a human body and has a stunning skin, it is still fierce and its nature is hard to get rid of. '

Yasheng in the air felt dark in his heart, glanced at Qing Lan, frowned slightly, and looked a little unhappy.

In his opinion, with such a huge gap in cultivation, Qing Lan's strike was too heavy, and he didn't hold back the slightest bit of the sword just now. If he hadn't intervened, Qin Feng would have died with ten lives.

In the grand competition, Tianjiao should treat everyone equally, but Qinglan is a monster, so she is undoubtedly inferior in his eyes.

"The winner, the Silver Feather Dynasty, Qing Lan."

Announcing the result of the competition in a casual manner, the sub-sage turned his head to look at Qin Feng, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes, and expressed relief:

"Courage is commendable, don't be discouraged, there is still a chance to challenge, with your talent, you should have a place in this entry into Shenwu Foreign Land."

In the face of a strong enemy, he is still not cowardly, does not directly admit defeat, and still has the heart to draw his sword, which is commendable.

Not far away, Qinglan turned around after Yasheng announced the result, her mood did not fluctuate at all. As her cultivation level increased, her state of mind was no longer what it used to be. It was things that touched her heartstrings.

Her body is a green lotus, and she is practicing the immortal way. Her lifespan is so long that it is almost immeasurable. No matter what kind of person she is, after tens of millions of years, she will be a dead bone, unable to splash a little bit of waves in the long river of time and space. At least in the era she is living in now, few people can survive her, and there is no need to care about the momentary honor or disgrace.

"Stay."

Before Qing Lan left the battlefield, a voice came from the battleship above the nine heavens, echoing in her ears.

A man in his thirties stepped out from the huge ship. He was tall, wearing a blood-colored brocade robe, and long hair loose. His appearance was rough and majestic. His body carried a very obvious prestige, but he seemed rootless. Duckweed, ethereal and ethereal.

He ignored the sub-sage in mid-air, stepped in front of Qing Lan, grinned slightly at the corner of his mouth, and pulled out a slightly weird smile, which was obviously rarely shown.

"Enter my Blood Temple, and when you condense the Dao Fruit, the position of the next generation of God Son will be yours."

His words were very direct, and he set out the conditions in public, which caused an uproar.

The Blood God Temple is one of the two halls, and Qing Lan has naturally heard that there is only one son of the Blood God Temple in each generation, and will be cultivated by the entire Blood God Temple, and the status is above the hall master, second only to the Supreme Xeon.

The blood-clothed man didn't pay any attention to the uproar around him, but just stared at Qing Lan eagerly.

Humanity alone prospers the gods and martial arts, and the arrogance of a foreign race is too rare, and it is even rarer to meet someone as stunning and brilliant as Qing Lan.

The previous generation of God Son of the Blood God Temple was found by accident outside the territory. As early as tens of thousands of years ago, he had already stepped into the realm of supreme supremacy, and the next generation of God Son has not yet been found.

"Before I condense the Dao fruit?"

Qing Lan's first reaction was not to refuse, but to ask.

"This seat can be the master and give you the same treatment as the Void Realm Supreme."

Void Realm Supreme, among the supernatural forces of all parties, is also the absolute top combat power, and the treatment is naturally extremely generous.

"I still have a dynasty in my hands..."

"I can give you a territory of a superior dynasty."

Before Qing Lan could finish speaking, the blood-clothed man interrupted directly without paying much attention, saying that the dynasty is nothing to a power with a supreme existence.

"I want a supreme body protection."

Qing Lan's eyes flickered slightly, and added:

"I want it now."

Hearing this, the blood-clothed man directly turned his hand and took out a red long sword, untiing the seal on it.

Immediately, he slit Qing Lan's wrist from the air, took a stream of blood, left a mark on her with the method of blood refinement, and then sent the long sword to Qing Lan.

"From now on, it's yours."

His tolerance for Qing Lan was extremely high, and he almost responded to every request.

With such a straightforward attitude, everyone around looked jealous, wishing they could replace it with their own bodies.

The whole body of the long sword is red, and a sky mark extends from the hilt to the tip of the sword, penetrating three points into the bone of the sword, which is extremely eye-catching. The true spirit in it is still sleeping, but Qing Lan can feel a very clear connection.

Without hesitation, Qing Lan put away her long sword and bowed to salute:
"Thank you senior for giving me the sword. When I return from the world of Shenwu, I will come to the door to express my thanks."

After the voice fell, she turned around and left the battlefield.

The blood-clothed man stood there for a moment, and suddenly realized that he was a little uncertain.

Is this a promise, or a no promise?
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On the border of Shenwu Continent, in an ordinary mountain range.

On that day, Shi Lan was taken away from the grand formation by the Venerable Jiatian of Buddhism. The 30 disciples of Tianyan Sect who stayed here didn't know about it. Follow your own cultivation.

Now this mountain range is already full of creatures, and the sphere of influence of Tian Yanzong has expanded again, annexing the land of millions of miles around, and almost becoming a dynasty.

A huge mountain range is suspended above the sky, steaming with auspicious energy, and the thick aura condenses into mist, which hangs down from the edge of the mountain range, like a cascading waterfall, washing the world.

This time, Shi Lan not only moved out all the creatures in the Qiongluo Realm, but also moved out the Tianyan Sect's residence. She also planted several nine-level magical medicines in the center of the Tianyan Sect's residence. In the secret realm in the world, this place has been turned into a rare spiritual land in the world.

Except for the main body of Qiongluo Realm, she only took away the Funeral Realm and a few Supreme Artifacts, and left almost all her belongings.

Except for Bai Yu, Shi Lan didn't tell anyone about his going to Shenwu Foreign Land, and the other three guards, including Tian Bai and Bentham, didn't know anything about it.

They only thought that Shi Lan was planning to stay in the Shenwu Great World for a long time, so they extradited them from the Qiongluo Realm.

Shi Lan didn't intend to let them know about this matter, they can't have any influence on the result, there is no need for them to worry for nothing.

In the center of Tianyanzong's mountain gate, before the secret realm, Shi Lan summoned Bai Yu and handed him a blue lantern, the flame inside was burning extremely vigorously.

"If my soul lamp goes out, you will take them away from the Shenwu Great World. With these ninth-level magical medicines, it is not difficult to find a place in the Great Thousand World to condense Dao Fruit."

Bai Yu took the soul lamp, his tiger face tensed, and he nodded slowly.

"If there is a chance to return to Lingyang..."

In the middle of speaking, Shi Lan swallowed the second half of her words. As a general who suppresses demons, if she dies, the annals of the human race must be aware of it, and the news of her death cannot be concealed.

Fortunately, with Qinghu's current talents, it will not be difficult to preserve the Shi family and send his parents to a good death.

"That's all, you go." Shi Lan waved his hand, without further words.

"May your honor be on this trip, and your martial arts will prosper."

After bowing his head and kowtowing, Bai Yu turned around and walked away slowly.

Following Shi Lan's side for so long, he already knew that Shi Lan was not very human. Not long after entering the eighth rank, he had already started a game with the Supreme. A person with great luck.

Shenwu Alien Land is not a deadly situation, for Shi Lan, there is no danger.

Shi Lan opened a space passage, and without alarming anyone, passed through the Zhoutian star formation that enveloped the surroundings, and came outside the gate of Tianyanzong.

Taya was waiting here quietly, Shi Lan didn't say anything, just took out Yu Tiansuo, and took Taya to the Lingwu Cave.

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After returning to Lingwu Cave, Shi Lan began to retreat again.

There are only two years left before the opening of Shenwu Foreign Land. While advancing her cultivation, she will try to feed that batch of zerg to see if there is any effect.

These insects are in a deep sleep, their spiritual thoughts are imprisoned by the aura, and they cannot move. After Shi Lan completely controls these insects, the seal will be opened automatically.

Shi Lan selected one of them, squeezed out a wisp of blood from her fingertips, and merged into the body of the Zerg.

"Ha-"

With Shi Lan's current cultivation base, the energy contained in this wisp of blood essence is unimaginable, and with a flick of a finger, the insects were awakened and let out a hissing sound.

Three hours later, this wisp of blood energy was completely absorbed. The Zerg's palm-sized figure swelled several times, and it was nearly the size of a washbasin. There was also a faint touch between Shi Lan and the Zerg connection, being able to receive some of its emotional responses.

Shi Lan put away the Zerg, and slowly expanded the domain. It took three days to compress the domain a little, and some impurities were exposed, squeezed into a corner by her.

Then she took out the previous Zerg that had established contact again, and put it into the field.

As soon as the Zergs entered the domain, Shi Lan's heart suddenly surged with fear. This fear originated from the Zergs.

"Ugh-"

The Zerg tumbling in the field, struggling to get out, the thick tortoise shell on its body is melting at a speed visible to the naked eye, and most of its sharp mouthparts have disappeared.

In the blink of an eye, it was almost swallowed by Shi Lan's imperial realm.

Seeing this, Shi Lan dispersed the field, looked at the dying insects on the ground, and once again handed out a ray of blood, and after putting it away, his brows were tightly furrowed.

She has tried her best to suppress the devouring power of the domain, and if there is not enough left, if she can't bear this level, it is impossible to move freely in her domain, let alone devour the impurities in her domain.

To devour the impurities in her domain, at least the strength of these insects must be raised to the eighth level or above, or even the eighth extreme level.

But this is tantamount to fantasy, she simply doesn't have that much energy to do it.

This kind of Zerg does not grow by feeding on blood essence. The main food is the power of the domain. Now these Zerg can't devour her domain at all, no doubt caught in an endless loop.

Apart from this method, there are only two paths left before Shi Lan, one is to rely on oneself to go through dripping stones, and to sharpen martial arts bit by bit, and the other is to practice the "Candle Spiritual Sutra" and ignite the fire of the soul.

After contemplating for a long time, Shi Lan gradually had a plan in her mind. If she came out of Shenwu Foreign Land and failed to get the chance to cut the Dao, she would start preparing to practice the Candle Spiritual Sutra.

Extracting the source power in the Qiongluo Realm to feed those insects may be able to spawn a batch of eighth-order extreme-level insects within hundreds of years, but this will undoubtedly cause huge damage to the Qiongluo Realm. The transformation of power is irreversible. With so much source power, it is obviously not advisable to know when it will be replenished.

And she couldn't afford to wait for hundreds of years.

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For the current Shi Lan, the time of more than two years is fleeting.

A message awakened her from her retreat, a message from Lingyun.

Just as she expected before retreating, her cultivation has entered the late stage of Luotian Realm without any hindrance, and she is not far from complete perfection, and Dao Slash is close at hand.

The realm of the Emperor's Dao ushered in another skyrocketing growth and expanded a lot. Shi Lan no longer restrained him. Anyway, relying on himself, it is already difficult to complete the purification in his lifetime. It is better to let it grow and increase its combat power.

After collecting her thoughts, Shi Lan got up and left the floating island, and Taya followed closely beside her, never leaving her.

After cupping tea, she stepped into the center of Lingwu Cave.

Above the huge floating island, hovered a huge dragon whale, with a broad back, four limbs, and a striking hole on its forehead. As it breathed, there was a turbulent airflow, rolling in the surrounding void. There was a majestic wind and waves, roaring.

A large hall is located in the center of its back, and there are figures scattered around it, all of them are disciples of the Lingwu Hall.

The body of this dragon whale carries the prestige of supremacy, no doubt it has cultivated the fruit of Dao, and it takes the supremacy as its car. Such a large-scale skill can't help but make people feel a little shocked.

The Wanchao Tianjiao Grand Competition is a gathering of the transcendental forces in the Shenwu Great World every 300 years. The car is the facade. As one of the two halls, even if there are not many people going, the pomp and pomp is essential.

"Senior Sister Shi Lan."

"Senior Sister Gui'an."

"Senior Sister Shi."

After seeing Shi Lan, all the disciples bowed and saluted one after another, with extremely respectful expressions. After the crystal stele climbed to the top, this new generation of true senior sisters who had just entered the school had already won the respect of all the disciples of Lingwu Hall, and even had accumulated prestige.

Shi Lan nodded in return, and stepped straight into the hall.

There were more than [-] people standing in the hall, the main seat was vacant, and the aura was at the front, lying lazily on the ground, leaning against the jade steps in front of the main seat, as if they were sleeping with their eyes closed. Open your eyes.

Beside him, there was a middle-aged man, wearing a martial robe, his figure was not considered tall, but it gave the impression that he was like an unclimbable peak, which was even taller when he looked up.

"Shi Lan."

The middle-aged man waved with a smile, beckoning Shi Lan to come to his side, and then gave a brief introduction:

"It should be the first time you and I have met. My surname is Li, my name is Ning'an, and I am now the master of the Lingwu Hall."

Li Ning'an's tone was very peaceful, not speaking in the manner of an elder, but more like talking about friendship between peers.

The identity of the first generation of true biography is very special, almost on an equal footing with the deputy hall master, all of them are genuine fairy seedlings, Shi Lan's existence is even more special.

"I have met the Palace Master." Shi Lan bowed in salute.

"You don't need to be too polite, I'll introduce you to the younger brothers and younger sisters." Li Ning'an shook her head slightly, and led Shi Lan towards the disciples beside her.

This time, including Shi Lan, a total of 27 people from the Spirit Martial Hall participated in the Ten Thousand Chaos Tianjiao Grand Competition, and among them, there were only two true descendants of the first generation.

The other person is slightly older than Shi Lan, but he is not over a hundred years old. He has also stepped into the eighth level, and his cultivation is eighth level and one level perfect.

"I've seen my sister."

The girl wearing a generation of true martial arts robes seemed a bit cautious. Although she was slightly older than Shi Lan and had started earlier, she could only be called a senior sister in the face of the absolute gap in cultivation.

She is not far behind her age, but her cultivation base is hundreds of millions of times hers. Shi Lan's talent even makes her unable to give birth to any comparison.

(End of this chapter)