My transformed system is poisonous

The sound of wind and thunder exploded above the arena, and behind Mu Zhaoxi there were six phantoms of the waning-moon scimitar rising and falling, criss-crossing, splitting the void, and revealing a bone-chilling edge.

The royal family of the Yinyu Dynasty all practice the Tao passed down by their ancestor, the Holy Lord Yinyu. It is a superior method that leads directly to the Supreme Realm. It has a method of condensing the Tao Fruit, and it is very consistent with the Fate-Resisting Heavenly Wheel.

Her opponent is a young man, two years older than her, almost a weak man. His cultivation level is not as good as hers. He is only at the fifth level of perfection. He is walking the same path, surrounded by five-color blue dragon flags. The power of the five elements inside flows endlessly, surging with colorful clouds. It is a rare treasure.

When fighting, it is not prohibited to use magic weapons and talismans, but there are some express provisions. One is that these foreign objects must come from one's own body. If they are given by elders, they must not exceed the current level of cultivation. Once they are found to violate the rules, Tianjiao will The dynasty behind it will be severely punished, and the consequences will be extremely serious.

Behind the Ten Thousand Prodigy Competition are all the transcendent forces in the world of Shenwu, and no living being dares to test the law.

The young man's cultivation level was far different from that of Mu Zhaoxi. Even with the help of the five-color flag, he only delayed for half a moment before being ripped apart by more than a dozen swords and the divine light protecting his body was cut off from the ring.

Mu Zhaoxi jumped down from the ring. Although there was excitement in her eyes, there was not much complacency in her eyes. Although she was young, her temperament was already quite calm.

This battle was her last, and as she defeated her opponent, she also got a place to stand out.

On this plain, there were more than a hundred and twenty high-ranking dynasties, but the ones that finally stood out were less than a hundred, and some dynasties were completely wiped out.

After the defeat, these dynasty geniuses were not in a hurry to leave, because after the final quota was determined, they had another chance to challenge, and they might still have a chance to win the quota.

This challenge opportunity is extremely precious, and it is also the only opportunity to show your face in front of the transcendent forces of all parties. If you perform well, even if you cannot enter the Shenwu Foreign Realm, you may still get the favor of some powerful forces.

For the Mu Yunji brothers and sisters, as long as they can get the protection of a transcendent force, their trip will be worthwhile.

Mu Zhaoxi's talent is extremely terrifying, at least second only to Shi Lan among the people Qing Lan has met. She has been cultivated by the Yinyu Dynasty over the years. As long as she is given the opportunity, it is not impossible to rise to prominence.

A dark silver battleship sailed through the void, picking up the winning genius from the battleships of many dynasties and Luan Jia Feng Chu.

These winners will go to the center of this continent to determine the first batch of places to enter the Shenwu Foreign Land.

Qing Lan withdrew her gaze and glanced at the battleships in the distant sky. She thought thoughtfully that the gap between the superior dynasties of all parties would not be too far. The only threats to her should be those with supreme beings. A monster who emerged from a powerful force.

Even if she can't win the top spot, getting a spot won't be a big problem.

‘Come to me. ’

Ying Qianqiu, who was standing not far from Qing Lan, suddenly had a look on his face. A voice transmission sounded in his ears. A familiar figure appeared on an inconspicuous flying boat in the distance.

"Emperor, I have to leave for a while."

Ying Qianqiu walked to Qinglan's side and explained in a low voice:

"Before entering the exotic realm of Shenwu, I still need to make some preparations."

Qing Lan glanced at him, nodded slightly without asking any questions.

Seeing her nodding, Ying Qianqiu stepped out of the battleship. A ray of light came from a distance and turned into a magical bridge in an instant, taking him away.

After taking a breath, he stepped onto a flying boat. There was only a young Taoist on the flying boat, wearing a Taoist bun and a navy blue Taoist robe.

"Tao Zun." Ying Qianqiu saluted respectfully.

"The Shenwu Foreign Land will be opened soon, let's start preparations." Dao Zun replied casually, activated the flying boat, and disappeared silently over the mainland.

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The dark silver battleship slowly approached the location of the Silver Feather Dynasty.

There were many figures standing on the deck, most of them young faces. Yang Xingge, the descendant of Emperor Qingyan, was also among them. He was dressed in gorgeous clothes and was extremely conspicuous.

There was an indescribable nobility in his movements, but he was not overbearing. His supreme energy had been much restrained and he seemed very peaceful. He was chatting and laughing with a group of young geniuses without showing any airs.

Qing Lan took Mu Zhaoxi onto the Dark Silver Battleship. As soon as they settled down, Yang Xingge walked over slowly.

He glanced at Qing Lan, with a hint of pity in his eyes, and then moved his gaze away to look at Mu Zhaoxi.

"See the Emperor's Son."

Facing the emperor's parents and children, Mu Zhaoxi seemed a little nervous and quickly bowed to salute.

"No need to be polite." Yang Xingge waved his hand, silently setting up a soundproof barrier around him, and said in a gentle tone:

"Are you willing to join the Qingyan Emperor's dynasty? I can make the decision and promise you the same honor as the prince's descendants."

After Mu Zhaoxi's first fight, he caught his attention, and even his identity was found out clearly. This was a rare piece of jade.

"This...I..."

Mu Zhaoxi was speechless for a moment and took half a step back. There was no elder beside her, so she could only look at Qinglan subconsciously.

The imperial dynasty is different from the sect, and the restrictions are much greater. If she has the opportunity to enter the transcendental power, the two palaces and three sects are her first choice. This is the instruction of her father and eldest brother.

Now that the Ten Thousand Dynasties Prodigy Competition has not ended yet, except for the Qingyan Emperor Dynasty, the other forces have not yet seen each other. It is not a good thing to make a decision too early.

But now that the situation in the Yinyu Dynasty is not good, it is undoubtedly a good choice to agree at this moment...

"There is no need to answer in a hurry. After you come out of the Shenwu Foreign Land, you can think about it slowly. No matter when, the door of the Qingyan Emperor's Dynasty will always be open to you."

Seeing Mu Zhaoxi's hesitation, Yang Xingge did not press forward, dispersed the sound insulation barriers around him, turned around and left slowly, never giving Qing Lan a chance to speak.

Qing Lan is not surprised by Yang Xingge's attitude. She is a demon incarnated by Qinglian, and she is also fused with the essence and blood of the demon emperor. She is almost the same as the descendant of the demon supreme. No matter how talented she is, she will not be the son of the human emperor. Maybe extend an olive branch to her.

In the world of Shenwu, although there are many alien dynasties, most of them are still human races, and there is still some rejection of alien races. Among them, the Five Directions Imperial Dynasty is the most severe.

The Dark Silver Battleship quickly picked up all the winners from the various dynasties, and immediately passed through the domain gate and headed towards the center of the continent.

The central area of ​​the continent is extremely empty, with only scattered warships and flying boats passing by, leaving a large area free. A giant floating island spanning nearly ten thousand miles stretches across the sky, with undulating mountains and graceful bells and whistles.

This is the last battlefield for these geniuses.

In the center of the floating island is a miniature arena, no more than 10,000 meters wide, prepared for the geniuses below the eighth level. As for those above the eighth level, the entire floating island is within the scope of their fight.

For those who have concentrated their fields, this battlefield is not too wide, and is even a bit narrow.

Qing Lan waited on the battleship for several days before she found her opponent.

As soon as she set foot on the floating island, a giant ship broke through the sea of ​​clouds and appeared in the sky very suddenly. Battle flags danced wildly in the wind, and there were silver patterns on the blood, and the secret mark of the head of some unknown ferocious beast was branded on it. , obscure and full of bloody aura.

"Blood Temple!"

There were exclamations all around, and one of the two halls arrived here first.

Qing Lan withdrew her gaze and looked at her opponent without looking any further.

"I'm Qin Feng."