Mo Qinglian quietly followed Qin Xuan, passed by the crowd, and walked towards Su Qiaoer.
Su Qiaoer didn't pay attention to Qin Xuan and Mo Qinglian at first. She didn't notice until the two of them got close.
She turned to look at Qin Xuan and Mo Qinglian, frowning.
She vaguely felt that Qin Xuan was familiar, but she knew Mo Qinglian.
Su Qiaoer's pupils narrowed and she looked at Mo Qinglian, "Why are you in the Hundred Stars Palace!"
She immediately took out her bamboo hat and tried to cover her face.
The woman is beautiful and she and Mo Qinglian are both from China. How could Su Qiaoer be willing to let Mo Qinglian see her look like this?
Mo Qinglian did not stop her. This was Su Qiaoer's own dignity.
Putting on the bamboo hat, someone on the side sneered: "Xuanxing finally realized how ugly she is, hahaha, I thought she planned to live like this for the rest of her life!"
"Who is this woman with bloody eyes? She has a good appearance, a cool temperament, and her cultivation..." A Nascent Soul Lord stared slightly and said in surprise: "It's so difficult to wear?"
He immediately stopped speaking, his heart shuddering.
The one who can make him lose his cultivation level is either he possesses a valuable treasure or his strength is higher than his.
No matter which one, he, the Nascent Soul True Lord, cannot provoke him.
This sound naturally also fell into the ears of Su Qiaoer, Mo Qinglian and Qin Xuan.
Mo Qinglian looked at Su Qiaoer. Unlike Ning Ziyang, the other person seemed to be unaware of her current cultivation level and the evil things she had done in the past. Otherwise, she would not have such an attitude.
"Come here, old friend." Mo Qinglian said calmly, "I'm surprised that you're like this!"
"You don't need to participate, I have my own plan!" Su Qiaoer's voice was a little cold. She glanced at Qin Xuan's old face with her peripheral vision, but she still didn't recognize it.
After all, Qin Xuan is now seventy or eighty years old.
Not to mention Su Qiaoer, I am afraid that even Yu Xuan and other people from the Qingdi Palace would not recognize him immediately.
Who would have thought that the almighty Qing Emperor would become as old as a rotten tree.
"Su Muyu, are you okay?" Mo Qinglian looked at Su Qiaoer quietly. Qin Xuan beside him never said a word.
"My brother..." There was a hint of complexity in Su Qiaoer's eyes, "I've lost all my cultivation, and I'm afraid I won't be able to recover."
"Mo Qinglian, listen to my advice and leave! You and I have both entered the world of cultivation. I am miserable now. Maybe you are better than me, but you can't help me." Su Qiaoer took a deep breath, she
His eyes moved slightly, he took out a jade slip and said: "My brother is here, if..."
She paused slightly, and there seemed to be a slight laugh.
"If I die, please take care of me for the sake of coming out of China."
"Even if it's just for a mortal, it's better to go through life safely!"
She looked at Mo Qinglian, waiting for Mo Qinglian to agree.
"Have you ever regretted entering the world of cultivation?" Suddenly, a hoarse voice slowly sounded.
Qin Xuanruo, who was old and dim, looked at Su Qiaoer quietly.
Su Qiaoer was startled. She looked at Qin Xuan and Mo Qinglian, as if she had doubts.
However, she didn't ask any more questions and said with a smile: "I chose the path myself, but I'm just unlucky!"
Saying this, her shoulders trembled slightly.
At this moment, in the Hundred Stars Palace, a competition has begun, and all the palaces are participating in the competition.
A ray of light had already landed in front of Su Qiaoer.
"It's time for me to participate in the competition!"
Su Qiao'er didn't want to say anything, so she stepped onto the stage of the competition.
Qin Xuan looked at Su Qiaoer quietly and shook his head slightly.
"What luck!"
"She already has the will to die!" Mo Qinglian's eyes were a little unbearable.
She is cold to other people, but in fact, she also has benevolence in her heart. Even if she becomes a demon, it does not mean that she is unkind.
"Um!"
Qin Xuan nodded slightly, Su Qiaoer participated in this competition with thoughts of death.
In the eyes of the two people, Su Qiaoer had already started fighting.
In her hand was a sixth-grade magic weapon, a starlight whisk, which continuously blasted out streaks of starlight.
Not only that, she should also practice the method of star deduction, calculate the enemy's offensive, and respond to it with ease.
In this big competition, the opponent was only a middle-grade Nascent Soul. Although Su Qiaoer spent a lot of money, he still won.
She fell from the stage and without saying a word, she began to restore her cultivation and swallowed a few seventh-grade elixirs.
Before his cultivation had fully recovered, he took the stage again.
After several appearances, Su Qiaoer also suffered some injuries, and blood could be seen.
The magic power in her body also became more and more pitiful.
"Take it to restore your cultivation!" Mo Qinglian took out a bottle of elixir in her hand, which was of fifth grade.
She didn't have many low-level items in her hand, and she wanted to find a sixth-level elixir, but she didn't have any anymore.
Su Qiaoer glanced at the fifth-grade elixir indifferently. Under the bamboo hat, the corners of her mouth trembled slightly, seeming a little complicated and sarcastic.
"I don't want to bear the consequences!" Su Qiaoer said softly, "But now that I'm here, the so-called dignity is just ridiculous!"
She directly took the elixir, took out one, and swallowed it.
Mo Qinglian said nothing and shook her head slightly.
From the high position, Bailian Xingjun happened to see this scene out of the corner of his eye and frowned slightly.
"Go and check, who is that woman!?"
Bailian Xingjun's eyes lit up with a gleam of light, his eyes glowed with blood, and his clothes were white.
In this Chenhai Star Realm, he has rarely seen such a woman.
Is it a demon cultivator?
He didn't remember that Baixing Palace once invited the Demon Sect to participate in the competition.
"Xuanxing... it's a pity, but this girl is not bad, I don't know how she got in!"
Bailian Xingjun had a frivolous smile, with a glimmer of light in his eyes.
Cultivators often have one hobby, some like tea, some like music... playing chess, calligraphy and painting, watching mountains and rivers, etc.
He also has a good point, but he is still a human being.
woman!
However, given his status as the direct grandson of the Baixing Palace of the third-rank sect, and his good talent, which is rare among the third-rank sect, there are naturally countless women around him.
A long time ago, Bai Lian no longer cared about the ordinary disciples in the sect. Instead, he favored those who were stubborn, disobedient, cool and arrogant.
Su Qiao'er is one of them, and as for Bai Lian, he has never put Su Qiao'er in his eyes.
It's like selecting tea leaves. If the tea leaves are spoiled, just pick them. Who cares?
Bailian looked at Mo Qinglian with burning eyes.
Mo Qinglian seemed to be aware of it, as she glanced at Bailian Xingjun's eyes from the corner of her eye.
The next moment, the Supreme Thought was shaken, and in an instant, Bailian Xingjun suddenly screamed, his pupils were bleeding, and he was almost blind.
"What!?"
"Hundred Refinements!"
Above the high position, there was a sudden commotion.
Bai Lian's face was filled with pain, and he could bear the pain of blindness and damaged eyes.
"How dare someone attack my grandson during the sect competition!?"
The old man, the master of the Hundred Stars Hall, was even furious. His supreme pressure instantly silenced the entire competition.
Yiyang Supreme looked indifferently, glanced at Bailian Xingjun, and didn't care.
Su Qiaoer's expression changed.
She seemed to be looking at Mo Qinglian in shock. The previous scene was all in her eyes.
"That's all, that's fine!"
Su Qiaoer laughed. She didn't know how much cultivation Mo Qinglian had now, but now she could injure Bailian Xingjun in an instant. This kind of strength was definitely beyond her ability.
They both come from China, but they are completely different.
Su Qiaoer shook her head and smiled, and immediately she stepped forward to the stage above the competition.
His eyes fell on Bailian Xingjun, and he slowly opened his bamboo hat.
There was a lingering hatred in her eyes.
"Xuanxing, a disciple of the Hundred Stars Hall, has something to do today. I would like to ask Guiyi Dharma School, Yiyang Supreme to make the decision!"
His faint words activated his magic power, like thunder, resounding in this great competition.
"I heard that the master of the palace invited the Supreme Immortal Vein and wanted to recruit Bailian Xingjun to practice in the Immortal Vein!"
"The Xuanxing is meager, but I have a word, please ask Yiyang Supreme..."
Before he finished speaking, the master of the Hundred Stars Palace became furious.
"presumptuous!"
boom!
The supreme pressure enveloped Su Qiaoer's body in an instant.
In an instant, like stars crushing, Su Qiaoer suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the bones in her body were cracked...