My Transformed System is Toxic

The Tiandao League is a giant spanning ten thousand realms, unfathomable and hiding too many secrets.

Even Qing Lan tried to avoid contact with the people of the Heavenly Dao League, and sometimes used the treasure of the Blood Temple to suppress her own immortal aura.

In today's big universe, it is still unclear what the attitude towards immortality is, and it is necessary to act with caution.

"Thank you for the reminder, I know the pros and cons." Samsara nodded, then looked at Tian Bai and Bentham beside him:

"The two of them, can you please take care of them for a while, I won't stay in Lingyang for a long time."

"Where are you going? Do you need help?" Qing Lan did not refuse, but asked about her plans after reincarnation.

Judging from the aura of reincarnation, she has just survived the second catastrophe, and is in the middle of the catastrophe. This level of power is really inconspicuous in the big universe. Wandering in the middle of the sea, the chance of encountering danger is not small.

"I know in my heart, you can help take care of them, it has been a great help." Samsara shook her head slightly, no matter if it was Qing Lan or Shi Lan, she didn't want them to get involved in trouble.

Hearing this, Qing Lan didn't ask any more questions, she turned her palm and took out a green flying sword. There were faint cracks on the hilt of the sword, which was extremely simple, and one could tell at a glance that it had experienced the baptism of long years.

"During this period of time, I just repaired a few fairy treasures, this flying sword, you take this flying sword with you on the road for self-defense."

Qing Lan raised her hand and handed the flying sword to Samsara. This flying sword was obtained from Shenwu Alien. In the past hundred years, she collected some fairy gold and nourished it with Mahayana fairy power. Finally, she recovered a bit of charm.

The aura emanating from the flying sword is filled with a hint of fairy charm, and it already has a rudimentary form of a real fairy weapon. It is undoubtedly a genuine Mahayana fairy treasure. With this treasure in hand, it can kill ordinary supreme beings.

The power of the divine weapon of the immortal way is far better than that of ordinary supreme weapons, which is also the reliance of the immortal practitioners.

"Thank you." Samsara hesitated for a moment, did not try to be brave, and took the Feijian. She really needed some trump cards.

"You and I are cultivators of the immortal way. If you need help, you are welcome." Qing Lan waved her hand, and looked up at Tian Bai and the two beside her.

The two sat upright, lowered their heads slightly, and did not dare to make the slightest movement, appearing very well-behaved.

When she was still in the Lan family, Qing Lan's iron and blood methods had already left a shadow in Tian Bai's heart. She knew very well that Qing Lan was far from being as gentle as Her Majesty.

But Bentham regarded Qing Lan as the spokesperson of the master. Qing Lan's current appearance was almost exactly the same as the master in her memory.

"Then I'm off now."

Reincarnation didn't stay for long, and soon got up to say goodbye, while Tian Bai and Bentham stayed in the Blood Temple.

For them, Qinglan's side is the safest place in the universe.

Receiving Qinglan's reminder, Samsara also raised his caution, and left the Blood God Temple just after he had suppressed the aura of immortality on his body.

There are all kinds of spells and supernatural powers for restraining energy, and there are no less than a hundred of them in her hands, all of which come from previous hosts. It is not difficult to hide her own traces.

When she entered the Boundless Demon Realm at the beginning of the year, she also taught Shi Lan, but since then Shi Lan has rarely used this supernatural power. The powerful enemies she encounters, without exception, often surpass her own by one or even two realms. This supernatural power spell can have little effect.

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The phantom star field, the cloud and smoke star.

A white sword light came from outside the sky and fell into a purple bamboo forest.

Bai Wei went to the bamboo house, holding two jade plaques tightly in his hand, with a hint of excitement in his eyes.

"Why are you so happy?" Zhu Xiyang was slightly puzzled.

These years, the fantasy star field has been extremely peaceful, and the outside world has been turbulent, but it has not affected this place. Because of Shi Lan's arrangement, this place has been included in the scope of Lingwu Temple.

Although the Spirit Martial Palace is not very active in Lingyang, the invisible deterrence of the ruler is still there, and no force dares not to provoke it.

If things go on like this, the Illusory Starfield seems to have been forgotten, like a pool of stagnant water, without any waves.

"The quota for crossing the robbery in the Tiandao League has been obtained." Bai Weiyang calmed down and waved the jade card in his hand.

Hearing this, Zhu Xiyang was subconsciously overjoyed, and then couldn't help frowning: "Have you been in contact with the Tiandao League?"

Tiandaomeng's behavior is too domineering, if contacted rashly, it may bring unnecessary risks to the fantasy star field, and the current peaceful life may be gone forever.

In fact, Zhu Xiyang is already very satisfied with her current life. It would be a good thing if she can improve her cultivation base, but if it is at the cost of her current life, she is actually unwilling.

With her bloodline, it is probably the limit to be able to ascend to the imperial realm. For her, the realm of the demon emperor is simply impossible.

But...Bai Weiyang is different, his future has endless possibilities. A long time ago, Bai Weiyang had already landed in the realm of false emperors, and then he was stuck for a whole hundred years before the catastrophe of annihilation. During these hundred years, Bai Weiyang lived happily Not happy.

It's not because he's not talented enough, but because the Tiandaomeng is in the way.

"No." Bai Weiyang shook her head: "These two places were sent by Ah Qi."

After the great change in Lingyang, he had lost contact with Ah Qi, and only heard that he had joined the Heavenly Dao League. These two places were just transferred by someone he entrusted.

When Lingyang Tiandi had just changed, the quota was extremely loose, and he only needed to pay some cultivation resources to exchange it. It was just that he hadn't stepped into the realm of the false emperor at that time, and he wanted to settle down for a while.

After coming out of retreat, the situation is different. It is not as easy to get the quota as before. Except for the giant-level forces of all parties, ordinary monks need to have some connections in the Tiandao League to be able to get the quota. These two quotas Ah Qi probably spent a lot of effort.

Zhu Xiyang breathed a sigh of relief, at least this is a good thing for Bai Weiyang.

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The territory of the Demon Race, inside an ancient cyan palace.

A figure in white clothes sat cross-legged in the center of the temple, with black hair like ink, and deep facial features, divine nature and demonic nature intertwined, colliding with a thrilling beauty, standing beside her was a big man with purple hair and shawl.

Not far in front of the two of them, there was a figure sitting kneeling, with red hair covering his face, and a shackle on his sturdy body, looking a little embarrassed.

Because Emperor Luocha's talent is too monstrous, it has attracted the attention of demon giants over the years. Di Shengjun and other powerful demons from outside the region have also died down and no longer have illusions about the Heavenly Demon Mirror.

With the blessing of the ruler, Di Luocha's cultivation path can be described as smooth.

As early as three years ago, Emperor Luocha had already completed the purification of the realm of the emperor, and the realm was compressed to the limit, and then the giant of the demon race came forward to win a quota for her to become enlightened, and then successfully became enlightened in Lingyang Realm.

Without the embarrassment of the Dao of Heaven, for a genius like Di Luocha, condensing the Dao Fruit is like drinking water, and there is almost no difficulty at all.

After stepping into the emperor's realm and stabilizing his own cultivation, Emperor Luocha was ready to devour the god emperor who was suppressed in the Nether Continent in order to speed up his pace of stepping into the empty realm.

"Fuguang, long time no see..." Yu slowly raised his head and smiled lightly. For the past hundred years, he has been suppressed by Fuguang, and he didn't even have a chance to say hello.

Fuguang's expression was cold and unmoved, while Emperor Luosha's eyes were slightly lowered, and he was running the Dao Fruit, and cut dozens of scars on Yu's body from the air, and extracted blood essence from it to nourish the Dao Fruit.

All the flesh and blood of a supreme god emperor cannot be digested overnight, it will take at least hundreds of years.

"Yang is still alive." Yu said again, but this time Fuguang's expression changed instantly:

"Didn't she die a long time ago?!"

His tone was full of disbelief. The fall of Yang at that time undoubtedly caused a great disturbance.

"Before I got out of trouble, I met her, and now she may be in Lingyang." Yu was still smiling, but the smile didn't reach his eyes:

"At the beginning, Di Beichen didn't dare to kill me directly, but you are three points more courageous than him."

"Then why didn't she help you?" Fu Guang quickly calmed down and sneered, "Either you told a lie, or she had something wrong with herself."

For a moment, Yu fell into silence, and there was indeed an unknown change in Yang's body.

"Who is Yang?" Di Luocha was a little confused. She couldn't remember the memories of the ancient times. At that time, she was too young to remember many things at all.

"A monstrosity from the god race, the peerless genius who overwhelmed the ancient Lingyang." Fuguang's expression was a little complicated, with a trace of sigh: "You were not born at that time, and she was the one who took your name."

"She's strong?" Di Luocha frowned slightly, sensing the fear in Fu Guang's eyes.

"It's more than just being strong." Fu Guang shook his head slightly. Although he was unwilling, no one could deny Yang's strength:
"She broke through an era."

Hearing this, Emperor Luocha's complexion became solemn for a moment. The ancient Lingyang is undoubtedly an era full of evil spirits. There have been countless heroes who lead the trend of the times. It is not easy to stand out among them.

Breaking through an era, this kind of evaluation is enough to be called unprecedented, worthy of the word unparalleled.

"Ye, who defeated your father, was trained by her alone." Fuguang shook his head slightly, and didn't mention it here. The name Yang reminded him of many bad memories.

It has been too long since the ancient times. If Yang is still alive, it will only be more terrifying. Most likely, he has stepped into the domain of dominance.

"Then what should he do?" Di Luocha stopped absorbing blood essence, and frowned slightly. From the passage just now, it was not difficult to see that the God Emperor in front of him had a deep relationship with Yang.

"Your practice is important, and you don't need to worry about the rest." Fu Guang waved his hand, and then hesitantly said:
"However, let's save his life for the time being. If Yang is really still alive, it may be a little troublesome to come to the door."

Even with the backing of the giants of the Demon Race behind him, Fuguang still left a bit of leeway, out of respect for Yang.