Xu Junhu is nineteen years old this year.

The power of the soul at the age of nineteen is rare in the world.

But it also meant that he had the shortest lifespan among all the people present.

He is also the one with the shortest cultivation time.

Time flies.

Four years passed in a flash.

Xu Junhu's cultivation has regressed from Yuanshen to Yangshen.

If he regresses another ten years, Xu Junhu will only be nine years old, and by then he will be just a golden elixir.

If we retreat another five years, Xu Junhu will be gone...

In this reversed Zhoutian Xingdou formation, Xu Junhu was surprisingly so weak.

"Disperse your cultivation, return your blood to oneness! Let's go!" Lin Chong shouted in a low voice. This was the only solution given by the anxious people on the top of Kunlun Mountain.

"...Yes!" Xu Jun looked at Ji Wuliang in the center of the formation with his tiger eyes, revealing an extremely angry expression.

Bang!

Xu Junhu's whole body was covered in blood and rushed out of the formation.

In the rain of blood, there is only one drop that contains his soul. As long as this drop of blood is there, he will not die.

But if you allow your cultivation to decline so rapidly, once you retreat below the divine realm, you won't even have this chance.

At this moment, the entire Taiyi Village has turned into a chaotic ruin.

The five major hexagrams showed a reverse trend, evolving into countless bizarre scenes. The entire Taiyi Village seemed to be isolated from the real time and space.

Time flies, it's just reversed.

The old tree sprouted new buds and quickly degenerated into a seed.

The raindrops were collected from the petals and rose into a cloud in the air.

The moss on the stone steps gradually disappeared, and a small insect was resurrected from the dead, and then disappeared from life again.

…

All things return to their original state in solidification.

The other Three Emperors Sect disciples in Taiyi Village were also unable to move, and could only watch each other getting younger and younger.

Their cultivation is worse and their lifespan is shorter. Some of them have turned into ignorant children, with naked buttocks wrapped in a pile of clothes.

It’s not that you can’t move.

It just requires the great power of the soul to spend all its life's energy.

Xu Junhu gathered all his life force and created a rain of blood that rushed out of the village. It was fast at first, but then it became slower and slower, as if it was stuck in the quagmire of time.

On the top of Kunlun Mountain, Lin Chong desperately used the "Absolute Defense" and "Eye of Precognition" pendants, as long as they were of some use, on the most dazzling and crystal clear drop of blood.

It seemed to give the drop of blood a lot of power. After all the blood guards around it were worn away, it finally arrived at the edge of the village.

On the edge of the village, at the border of chaos, is the most vague place.

Normal time and reversed time form a grappling wheel here. If you fall into it, you will be turned into ashes in an instant.

boom!

A purple Kunlun thunder exploded there.

The power penetrated into the Reversal of the Zhoutian Star Fighting Array, forming a wonderful scene.

The white dot that should have been a singularity turned black, spewing pale white void outward.

And in the void, there is another strange vitality, which is born and dies at will, full of the wonderful meaning of life and death.

The essence and blood transformed by Xu Junhu hesitated for less than a moment before it was thrown into the white void, merging with the vitality with a strange Taoist rhyme, and then flew out of the formation and shot towards Kunlun in the east.

This time Xu Junhu made the right bet. Although he had no chance of survival in the formation, he still had a chance of survival in that unknown situation.

Taiyi Village.

Taiyi was born in Hongmeng, in front of the small building.

Xu Junhu turned into blood and died in public. This scene made everyone feel mixed emotions. A powerful soul was forced into such a situation. What about them?

"Ji Wuliang, you'd better take down this formation, otherwise you will be the first to die!" Taoist Master Hong shouted loudly. He didn't have time to lament about the mystery of his identity. The most important thing was to escape from this predicament.

"Haha, how could it be me... I am a demon..." Ji Wuliang said disdainfully in the full moonlight. He was unable to move. His hand of divine power was used to operate the formation, and he himself was also bound by the formation.

Half of it was said by Ji Wuliang, and half of it was said by the blue demon mask behind Ji Wuliang's head.

Master Hong was speechless for a moment. He might be able to take a few steps forward by using all his skills, but what could he do?

He doesn't know the evil method of turning his body into blood, so he will most likely not be able to escape. Besides, the two elders are still here, can he escape alone?

This delay means losing the last chance.

Time continues to reverse, faster and faster.

When Xu Junhu escaped, a few words took a year. Now, a breath takes a year.

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Ji Wuliang was getting younger at a speed visible to the naked eye, but the demon in his body replaced his existence, and Ji Wuliang gradually turned into a monster with a demon's face and a human's body.

The same situation happened to the other two parasitized monks.

At this time, except for Ji Wuliang, the youngest Huang Shitian and Li Qingniao had become two children.

They were pressed into a pile of clothes, and the two of them kept holding hands and looking at each other. At that time, Li Qingniao was about to attack Ji Wuliang, but Huang Shitian pulled her and they went back to more than ten years ago.

They were not powerful souls, and they did not even have the strength to explode themselves or move a little.

"Senior Sister, to be honest, I have admired you for a long time... Wow..." Huang Shitian had turned into a baby, buried in a pile of clothes.

"I don't want to die like this..." Li Qingniao, who looked like a little girl, also degenerated into a baby.

After a few more breaths, the two piles of clothes deflated silently.

They went back to the time before they were born.

As of this time, most of the more than 300 disciples of the Three Emperors Sect in Taiyi Village died within a few minutes before or after this.

Time continues to accelerate.

In the blink of an eye, years pass.

The moss on the wall is new and old, old and new.

The bluestone on the ground, which had been worn away for thousands and tens of thousands of years, is gradually being restored, but it still looks half new and half old.

This Taiyi Village is really amazing. Every brick and stone has a history of tens of millions of years.

"Master, I can't do it anymore." Elder Qing has been practicing for a shorter time, only over 600 years.

At this moment, he looked like the most youthful man in his life, standing tall in a long gown, with a youthful and immature face. But it was only for a moment, and then he disappeared from being a teenager, a toddler, and a baby.

"There is no limit to the plan!" Taoist Hong roared, but what could he do? Six hundred years ago, his cultivation had not yet reached the level of Yuanshen. Even those at the Yuanshen level could not escape from this formation, so what could he do then?

Elder Zuo was over 800 years old and bid farewell to humanity in a few minutes.

"Pop", Lin Man's Dharma body also shattered at the same moment.

That is Lin Man’s age, eight hundred and fifty-three years old.

At this moment, only Lin Chong and the half-demonized Ji Wuliang and others were left at the scene, staring at each other.

Time is still rushing back.

"What... are you going to do?" Lin Chong couldn't help but ask Ji Wuliang.

"What do you care?!" Ji Wuliang angrily retorted, "Why don't you just die?!"

"As far as this world is concerned, I am a person without a beginning or an end. If you want to kill me like this, you must be crazy." Lin Chong said, "Besides, I am just a Dharmakaya. Why do you want to kill me like this?"

Ji Wuliang's eyes widened with anger, but he finally told the truth: "If I could drive this formation, you would have died without a burial place!"

"Continue to reverse this world... sacrifice the souls of all living beings... welcome my lord to the lower world..." The demon mask behind Ji Wuliang's head made a sound.

Good night!