The game starts with escaping from the famine and flipping the table

When the fellow sees the fellow, tears well up.

Lao Bai was speechless when he saw the scene in front of him, and couldn't help but roll his eyes at Su Xiaoya. He was really unlucky, his eyes weren't just filled with tears, they were bleeding like a river.

He was just going out for a stroll to take a look at the environment of Qingyuan Star. How could the little girl make such a big fuss and even alarm the five most difficult and greedy old monsters?

You know, when he found out, he was very cautious and didn't dare to make it public at all.

Although, he was not afraid of the old Mahayana monster, nor was he unable to deal with it. However, it was easy to defeat a Mahayana cultivator, but it was extremely difficult to kill him.

However, he was only a soul body now, and even if he was a special soul body, he could not ignore the fact that the resources he needed for cultivation were extremely rare.

If the current Qingyuan Star had a passage to the Demon World and the Underworld, he could just rush over and absorb... ahem! Practice.

Unfortunately, he searched around but couldn't find it.

Hey!

He is really difficult.

It had only been a short time since he left, but Su Xiaoya had already provoked so many old monsters. The key point was that she had provoked five of the most difficult old monsters.

What's more crucial is that he can only fight one against two at most, with Yu Shuheng responsible for one and Hou Tu Zuwu dealing with one. No matter how you calculate it, there is still one more Mahayana monster.

Rely on Su Xiaoya?

Ha ha!

It is estimated that he will be killed by the Mahayana monster in minutes.

Hey!

It's so worrying!

Not to mention the people inside the defense formation who were on full alert, the five people outside the formation also had their own thoughts.

The Emperor of the Cold Coffin Xuan Bingpo, the Old Ancestor of the Blood Silkworm Xue Shisheng, the Immortal Master of the Candlelight Ji Jinwu, the Holy Mother of the Bone Chain Jiang Kurong, and the Taoist Master of the Star Sand Chen Yuan Liao each occupied one side and looked at the formation in front of them with some uncertainty.

The five Mahayana-stage cultivators saw very clearly the soul body that suddenly rushed into the formation just now, but due to its speed, they had no time to stop it.

Therefore, the five of them tacitly did not move, but their eyes were dark and unclear.

Longevity!

Who will let it go?

However, Qingyuanxing no longer had the spiritual power to support them to continue practicing. They had already done their best to maintain their current level of cultivation.

Now, such a rich and high-level spiritual power...

They had seen the ninth-order formation before, and even had one in their hands. However, its defensive performance was obviously not as strong as the formation in front of them. The key point was that it could even automatically distinguish between friend and foe?

This is very strange.

It has only been a short time since they last came out, but there have been changes that they cannot see through. This is not good news.

Now that they were blocked outside by the ninth-order formation, they not only needed to break the formation in front of them, but also had to guard against the others.

The Emperor of the Cold Coffin, Xuanbingpo, was like an icy sculpture, sitting quietly in the ice crystal coffin that emanated a faint blue chill.

On the coffin, the ancient life-extending spells were like a mysterious scroll, engraved in great detail. With his slow breathing, these spells flickered rhythmically...

The emperor's eyes were closed, like a sleeping beauty who had been asleep for a thousand years. Several icy spikes hung between his long silver hair, like crystal clear tears.

However, on his pale face, fine cracks spread like spider webs, as if they would shatter like glass at any time, giving people a weird feeling.

Suddenly, Xuan Bingpo's lips did not move, but his voice was clearly heard by everyone present: "This formation can't stop the five of us, my friend, are you really not going to close the formation?"

The Blood Silkworm Ancestor Xue Shisheng, who was standing by, couldn't help but pause for a moment.

Xue Shisheng, the Blood Silkworm Ancestor, wore a blood-colored cocoon-like robe, with several ancient life-eating silkworms feeding on his blood and essence entwined on his fingertips. Every time the ancestor took a breath, the silkworms would gnaw on his flesh and blood, which would then be quickly replaced by new skin, forming a strange blood-colored cycle.

The "Blood Silkworm Life-Exchange Technique" practiced by the Blood Silkworm Ancestor Xue Shisheng can extract the lifespan of others for his own use, but due to the backlash, his own spiritual body has long been riddled with holes.

In order to prolong his life, the direct blood packs he cultivated had been cut off, and there were only a few branches left, so he had to find other blood packs.

Unfortunately, blood bags without blood vessels always backfire. Now, his spirit body is almost unable to hold on. He is unwilling to take over the body of a young genius and start practicing from scratch until the last moment.

He knew that his Dao heart was already in trouble. But what could he do? It was all because of the poor cultivation environment on Qingyuan Star.

The Blood Silkworm Ancestor even doubted whether he could break through to the fusion stage after taking over another body and rebuilding himself. No, it should be the tribulation stage.

He saw through the little girl in the formation at a glance. Wasn't her cultivation level at the early stage of the fusion period?

The Blood Silkworm Ancestor couldn't help but flick his fingertips, and the silkworms turned into a blood-colored light net. Wherever they passed, the grass and trees withered instantly, revealing their evil charm and weirdness.

If I really want to take over another body, this one is not bad.

After all, before this, cultivating to the Spirit Transformation Stage was almost the ultimate.

The girl in front of me has broken through to the fusion stage at a young age. Her aptitude is really good.

A faint light flashed in the eyes of the Blood Silkworm Ancestor, but was quickly suppressed. With such a good body, I'm afraid the other four people will also be tempted.

Almost subconsciously, the Blood Silkworm Ancestor's spiritual sense swept over the only woman among the five people - the Bone Chain Saint Mother Jiang Kurong.

The Bone Chain Madonna is surrounded by nine dragon bone chains that exude a decaying smell. These chains seem to have life, tightly wrapped around her body, as if they are a part of her.

At the end of each chain is a skull of different shapes. Some of these skulls are grinning, some are glaring, and some are looking sad. They represent nine different powers of reincarnation.

The face of the Bone Chain Madonna was as pale as porcelain, as if there was not a trace of blood in her. However, her pupils were filled with ink-black death, which formed a sharp contrast with her pale face.

Every time the bone chain trembled slightly, she would involuntarily cough up a mouthful of phosphorescent black blood, which quickly coagulated into a ball on the ground, emitting a disgusting stench.

The "Nine-Bone Life-Locking Curse" cast by the Bone Chain Mother is extremely powerful. Once hit by this curse, the enemy's soul will be trapped in the nine dragon bone chains, never to be reborn, and endure endless pain and torture.

Of course, the more painful these souls are, the stronger the fluctuations they produce, the more abundant the feedback force, and the more power the Bone Chain Mother can obtain.

However, this powerful forbidden technique is not without negative effects.

Perhaps the Bone Chain Virgin Mary has too many trapped souls. Each soul contains a huge amount of information in its life. These emotions and desires are usually fine, but they are suppressed tightly now.

However, whenever the Bone Chain Mother was weak, she would suffer a huge backlash, which would impact her life like a candle in the wind and could be extinguished at any time.

Every time, the Bone Chain Virgin had to survive a life-and-death situation with great difficulty.

Therefore, only she herself knew that her inner body had long been riddled with holes. If it weren't for her special skills, she would have been unable to conceal the death energy in her body.

At this moment, the Bone Chain Madonna suddenly pulled the bone chain gently, and the nine skulls immediately let out a shrill scream. The sound echoed in the void, as if it could penetrate people's souls.

As the shrieking sound rang out, the void was torn into tiny black holes. These black holes were like greedy beasts, opening their bloody mouths as if they wanted to swallow everything.

The Bone Chain Madonna narrowed her eyes and looked through the tiny black hole at Su Xiaoya who was standing not far away.

She was secretly amazed in her heart that this little girl not only cultivated quickly and broke through the fusion stage at such a young age, but she was also able to trigger such a rare image of heaven and earth and unearth a new secret realm.

It can be seen that this little girl has some good luck.

However, she quickly suppressed her surprise and excitement. She couldn't let others see her thoughts, especially those old guys. If they discovered her intentions, she was afraid that the benefits she had obtained would be snatched away by them.

With her current broken body, she can't beat those four damn old guys.

The Bone Chain Madonna narrowed her eyes and looked at Su Xiaoya. She secretly thanked her luck while quickly suppressing her surging emotions. She thought about how she could stop those old guys from snatching people from her without revealing her own thoughts.

To be precise, how to take over the body of this little girl first.

Su Xiaoya's hair stood on end as she was stared at. She felt as if she was being targeted by something terrifying. This feeling made her extremely uncomfortable.

Looking at the five old monsters outside with different personalities and styles of doing things, Su Xiaoya and Yu Shuheng couldn't help but feel fortunate that they had relocated all the people within a thousand miles in advance and even moved the land away, otherwise who knows how many people would have suffered.

It can be seen that these dying Mahayana people have tried every possible means to survive.

Today, I’m afraid it will be difficult.

Yu Shuheng and Su Xiaoya both looked outside the formation with serious expressions.

This "Thousand Tribulations Ice Soul Art" is the famous spell of Emperor Hanguan.

"Thousand Tribulations Ice Soul Art" is like a dazzling wall of ice crystals, condensing the surrounding spiritual energy into eternal ice crystals, trapping the enemy in a space-time of absolute zero.

However, now this powerful spell is being used to delay the passage of his life. The cold air rising from the coffin is like the countdown of his life, indicating an excessive overdraft of his spiritual power.

In order to prolong his life, he had already done whatever it took. He even stopped trying to hide what he had done.

In the world of cultivation, strength is respected.

This is an iron rule.

At their level of cultivation, there are really not many cultivators and forces that can suppress and restrain them.

Therefore, whether they are Taoist practitioners, sword practitioners, or even evil practitioners, they are no longer hunted down and killed.

Anyone who is not blind can see that these five Mahayana masters in front of him all have some evil nature.

Therefore, there was no way she could remove this formation no matter what.

But how long can we hold out?

Su Xiaoya found that her cultivation speed was indeed not fast enough. If she could break through to the Mahayana stage, today's dilemma would be easily solved.

Unfortunately, there is no if after all.

"One by one, does the system mall have any magic weapon that can be used against the Mahayana period?" After all, Su Xiaoya is not the kind of person who would sit and wait for death. She has to fight back.

After all, hiding in space may not bring good results, so it is better to fight to the death.

The system fell silent one by one. It's not that there is no exchange, but even if Su Xiaoya exchanged it, it would not be effective at all. The strength gap is there.

"One, one, one?" Without hearing the system's answer, Su Xiaoya actually had a bad guess. But people are like this, knowing is one thing, but they have to get a clear answer before they can give up completely.

"There is no host available!" The system thought for a long time and finally answered honestly.

Well!

Su Xiaoya was silent for a moment, "There is nothing I can use", that is to say, there is something suitable for high-level cultivators. For example - Yu Shuheng?

She was being blatantly disliked because of her cultivation. Fortunately, she was not the kind of fragile person who was always worried about gains and losses. She immediately reacted and asked, "Then, is there a magic weapon suitable for Yu Shuheng?"

Su Xiaoya reacted so quickly that she instantly silenced the systems one by one.

Oh wow, there really is.

Su Xiaoya couldn't help but urge the system one by one, "Help me exchange it quickly, this is a life-and-death moment, we can't give in."

The system said hesitantly: "It is the Thunder Fire of the Immortal Realm. The host is not eligible to redeem it now."

After waiting for a while, before Su Xiaoya could digest it, the system continued to speak one by one: "Also, the host asked a tree to use thunder and fire, are you serious?"

Well!

Therefore, her cultivation and level were not high enough, and Yu Shuheng's body attributes were not suitable...

In other words, the system can no longer be relied upon.

Now, Su Xiaoya can only delay time. She hopes that her cheap brothers can find the inheritance as soon as possible, and the strength of the seven people can achieve a qualitative leap.

In this way, even if she had to expose the secret of the space in the end and was hunted down by the entire Qingyuan Star, the Su family would not really fall.

Ji Jinwu, the immortal who shines with candles, holds a half-burned out ancient bronze candlestick in his hand. As the candle flame flickers, countless phantoms of human faces appear.

At this moment, it seemed that every face was facing Su Xiaoya, making Su Xiaoya's hair stand on end. She knew that this old guy might have the intention of taking over her body.

So, should she take the risk and give it a try? If she fails, she will naturally die.

But what if?

What if she made the right bet...

Outside the formation, several Mahayana masters were already getting impatient waiting.

The hunched body of Zhuzhao Immortal was shrouded in the flickering candlelight, with golden candle tears flowing in his wrinkles, and every drop that fell burned out longevity symbols on the ground.

Its "Candlelight Longevity Method" can use the essence of one's own life as the candle wick, using the candlelight to prolong the remaining life, but it also refines the soul into the candlelight.

At this moment, he waved the candlestick, and the candle flame suddenly exploded, turning into a sky full of fire butterflies. Everything it touched was burned to ashes, leaving only a wisp of green smoke that dissipated.

Su Xiaoya narrowed her eyes. This was a threat from a ci-guo-guo. Unfortunately, she was just a weakling now, an ant that could be easily crushed to death by a Mahayana cultivator. In addition to silently enduring it, she could only bury her hatred in her heart and wait for the day when she would avenge the insult.

If, Immortal Zhuzhao could live to that day.

Taoist Xingsha Chenyuan Spear stepped on a jade bowl filled with starlight sand. His silver hair moved without wind, and hundreds of miniature star maps were embedded in his hair, each of which was dimming at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He held an hourglass in his palm, and what flowed in it was not ordinary sand, but his life span that was about to expire.

The world of cultivation is becoming more and more out of order nowadays. The principle of the strong being respected is clearly not taken seriously by this little girl. Seeing the five Mahayana cultivators, if she didn't bow down to them, she should at least close the formation and greet them politely.

Unfortunately, none of them.

This made Xingsha Daojun's dissatisfaction increase even more.

It has to be said that although Taoist Xingsha is not a very good person, his cultivation is well-known in Qingyuan Star.

Although the "Star Tracing Technique" practiced by Taoist Xingsha can reverse the trajectory of stars and go back in time, it cannot stop the passage of one's own years.

Every time he used it, he was one step closer to the finish line.

At this moment, Taoist Xingsha waved his sleeves and sprinkled star sand. The fine sand condensed into a galaxy in the air, which burst like fireworks after a moment of brilliance, turning the area within a radius of ten miles into a desolate star-falling land.