Traveling through the world of immortal cultivation: My system is amazing

The space behind the bronze door is like a folded star field, with countless suspended gears meshing to form a circular dome.

The pupils under Xiao Bei's dragon-scale mask suddenly contracted - Beili was curled up in the glazed cage in the center of the dome, twelve bone-eating nails pierced her wrists and ankles, and the bronze chains extending from the tails of the nails were drawing the essence of the fairy spirit into tiny starlight.

"Brother Xiaobei!" Bei Li's bloodstained lips just raised a smile, and the spell collar at his throat suddenly emitted a purple light, and his laughter immediately turned into broken sobs.

The curve of her neck reminded Xiao Bei of a hundred years ago at the bottom of the Qingming Abyss, when she also tilted her head back like this, holding a firefly in her teeth to illuminate his wound.

The dome gears suddenly reversed, and Mo Yan slowly walked out of the bronze star track.

He wore a cloak made of three thousand spell-inscribed bronze mirrors. Every time he took a step, the phantom of a melting fairyland city would appear beneath his feet.

"The Eternal Lord actually disrupted his breathing because of a little girl."

His fingertips were wrapped around the starlight extracted from Beili, allowing those light spots to corrode the flesh in his palms.

"Let me guess. Will you split this cage made of 30,000 mortal souls first, or will I refine her into a new bone-eating nail first?"

The dragon roar of the Taichu Sword shook the gears on the dome off, and the star sand bursting out from Xiao Bei's body turned into black water the moment it touched the cage.

He saw Beili suddenly stand on tiptoe - that was the code they agreed upon in childhood, meaning "run away quickly".

The Shadow Demon crawled out from the bronze chains.

What was moving in their eye sockets was not pupils, but blood-red gears shrunk to the size of mustard seeds. When they chopped with the scimitars in their hands, they brought up sticky turbulence of time and space.

Xiao Bei spun around to avoid the three intersecting sword lights, but the ice crystals raised by the sword tip were blocked by Bei Li who suddenly changed positions before they could touch Mo Yan's body.

"You wouldn't dare." Mo Yan's laughter mingled with the sound of gears gnashing together. The puppet ring on his index finger shone with the same light as Bei Li's collar. "If you're off by half an inch, the bone-eating nail will penetrate my heart."

The burning sweet taste of dragon blood rose in Xiao Bei's throat.

He saw Beili forcibly breaking through the spell restriction, and his bloody fingertips were outlining their original sound transmission array at the bottom of the cage.

The Shadow Demon's blade took the opportunity to cut the dragon scales on his back, and in the exploding golden-red blood mist, a wisp quietly floated towards the cage.

"Idiot... Who told you to save your essence to heal your wounds..." Beili suddenly chuckled with a sobbing tone, and her bloody teeth were biting the blood mist.

A crooked ice lotus suddenly lit up at the bottom of the glass cage. It was the first talisman that Xiao Bei taught her to draw.

Mo Yan's face suddenly changed, and the bronze mirror on his cloak shone towards Xiao Bei at the same time.

Tens of thousands of refracted poisonous mists formed a light net in the space, but the Taichu Sword suddenly slipped out of his hand and pierced into the star sand ground - Xiao Bei grabbed the two shadow scimitars with his bare hands, letting the barbs on the blades crush his metacarpal bones, and used the momentum to pierce the blades into his shoulder blades.

The blade watered by dragon blood instantly turned red. When he turned around, a waterfall of blood was raised, and the poisoned blade fragments shot into the gear eye sockets of all the shadow demons.

Amidst the sound of explosions, Xiao Bei's blood-stained fingers finally touched the glass cage, but the moment he was about to touch Beili, his neck was entangled by the star track chain.

"How touching." Mo Yan stepped on the back of Xiao Bei's neck and pressed him into the star sand, the puppet ring almost embedding into Bei Li's eyebrows. "Why not let you see it with your own eyes..."

Beili suddenly spat out blood-colored ice crystals at him.

The ice crystal containing Xiao Bei's original blood actually froze the surface of the puppet ring and created cracks the moment it touched the puppet ring.

Xiao Bei took the opportunity to grab the chain and strangle Mo Yan's throat. The dragon scale mask shattered during the violent movement, revealing the ancient divine pattern flowing in his left eye.

The entire space suddenly fell into a strange stagnation.

Xiao Bei saw the phantom of the Dragon God Altar emerging in the blood droplets splashing in the air - that was the forbidden technique he had glimpsed deep in his blood when he inherited the position of the master.

The divine pattern on Xiao Bei's left eye suddenly burst out with bronze flames, and the phantoms of the Dragon God Altar suspended in the blood beads turned into entities and fell down.

The gear dome was smashed into spider-web-like cracks, and every falling bronze fragment ignited a blue flame in mid-air, melting the blood-red gears in the Shadow Demon's eye sockets into molten iron.

"Blood sacrifice of the Azure Dragon?" The bronze mirrors on Mo Yan's cloak exploded one after another. He stepped on the shadow he projected as he staggered backward, "How dare you touch the forbidden technique of the Ancestral Dragon!" Countless bronze arms suddenly stretched out from the broken mirrors, but were burned to ashes by the flames of the altar the moment they were about to grab Bei Li.

Xiao Bei's dragon horn pierced through his forehead and grew out. Wherever the dragon tail wrapped with star sand swept past, the turbulence of time and space solidified into ice crystals.

He reached out and grasped the burning altar spire, and the wails of 30,000 mortal souls suddenly turned into Buddhist chants - the soul fragments that made up the cage were flowing into his meridians along the flames, condensing into flowing bronze scriptures on the surface of his skin.

Beili suddenly let out a clear phoenix cry, and the ice lotus petals she bit into pieces turned into thousands of sword shadows.

The sound transmission array carved on the bottom of the cage turned out to be an inverted God-killing array. The twelve bone-eating nails vibrated violently with the sound of the phoenix, shattering the bronze chains that bound her into powder.

The moment the starlight gathered together again to form the origin of the fairy spirit, the entire gear space began to collapse.

"You think this is it..." Mo Yan tore open his chest and took out a beating crystal heart, which contained a melting fairyland city.

The remains of the Shadow Demon suddenly gathered into a black vortex, swallowing up all the light in the space. "Fall into eternal night with me!"

The scales on Xiao Bei's dragon tail stood up, and he saw the outline of the thirty-three heavens of the fairyland emerging outside the collapsed space.

A sticky black tide gushed out of the crystal heart detonated by Mo Yan, and countless screaming faces emerged from the liquid that corroded time and space - they were the elders of various tribes who disappeared in the war between immortals and demons a hundred years ago.

"Lower your head!" Bei Li suddenly threw out an ice crystal chain and wrapped it around Xiao Bei's dragon horn.

The bone-eating nails she had broken free from formed a star pattern in the air, and the remaining bronze at the tail of the nails turned into flowing strings.

As the blood-stained fingertips brushed across the strings, the faces in the dark tide suddenly sighed with relief and turned into fireflies and pounced on Mo Yan.

Xiao Bei's dragon claws penetrated the black tide and grabbed Mo Yan's real body, and the burning bronze scriptures climbed up to the other party's spiritual platform along his fingertips.

He heard the sigh of the Ancestral Dragon from the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness, and the flames on the altar in his palm suddenly turned dark blue - this was the fire of annihilation that was even more ancient than the blood sacrifice of the Azure Dragon. Even the divine pattern could not withstand it and began to collapse.

Mo Yan laughed distortedly in the flames: "Look at your fairyland..." His body shattered into thousands of lenses, each of which reflected the collapsing pillar of the fairyland.

Beili's flowing strings suddenly broke, and the blood she coughed up showed the vision of falling stars.

When the last bit of black tide was engulfed by the altar flames, the entire gear space exploded.

Xiao Bei fell on the ruins of the Dragon God Altar while holding Bei Li, and found that the fairy mountains floating around him were slowly tilting.

When his blood-stained dragon horn touched the ground, he sensed a strange empty sound coming from deep in the earth veins - as if some behemoth was gnawing at the foundation of the fairy world.

"Xiaobei's eyelashes are glowing..."

Bei Li weakly reached out to touch the remaining divine pattern at the corner of his eye. The bronze light particles floated into the air, outlining the chain of laws of heaven and earth that were crumbling. "It's the chains of laws crying."

Xiao Bei tightened his arms around her, and the blood beads seeping out from the gaps between the dragon scales automatically flew towards the tilted fairy mountain.

When the blood beads sank into the mountain, the fairy mountains emitted mournful sounds like bells and chimes, shaking off the star sand in the sky.

He looked at the fingertips of the person in his arms that were gradually becoming transparent, and suddenly became aware of a gaze that transcended time and space - coming from the depths of the black tide that was swallowed and released by Mo Yan.