"Chu Chuxuan? "
The huge figure, whose face changed greatly, was unstable and fluctuated violently. If it was struck by lightning, the whole person was stupid. His lips trembled violently. The light clouds on his face, as well as the cruel and contented smile, had disappeared and turned into fright.
On the ground, Li Qingshan took a deep look at the huge figure, and sighed in his heart that hundreds of half step real immortals would be dead. Thousands of years of practice and hundreds of millions of years of deep sleep would be wasted.
Other friars and martial arts practitioners also sneer at them. These old monsters are also today.
What the old monsters have done has made everyone lose their respect. They are very disappointed. I wish they were slapped to death by chuxuan. At the moment, they are looking at all this with indignation on their faces, waiting for the arrival of the trial of Chu Xuan.
"How did you do it?"
The huge figure changed into another voice and asked in disbelief.
Chu Xuan does not answer, the face is cold, indifferent looking at the huge figure, is brewing strength, preparing for a fatal blow.
"No matter how he did it, he escaped by a fluke, and his cultivation would be greatly damaged. We may not lose. We are afraid of something."
The huge figure changed a person's voice once again, and said with a hard mouth.
Chuxuan is speechless when he hears this, and he doesn't know it when he dies. It's really sad! Thinking of this, Chu Xuan can't help shaking his head and continue his preparation.
"No, he has a strange power that makes me feel scared. It seems that It seems to be the power of reincarnation in rumors... "
The huge figure changed the figure again. This time, it was a sound of panic. Even the huge figure was affected and fluctuated violently.
This frightened voice made the spirits of hundreds of half step real immortals tremble violently.
Countless old strange voice, from the figure, they are in a fierce argument.
All of a sudden, Peng Peng made a few noises. The figure directly split, and the spirit of the immortal broke open and flew out. He wanted to escape.
"Click..."
"At this moment, you want to escape? Is it possible? "
At this moment, Chu Xuan brewed out his strength without any hesitation. With a wave of his big hand, the power of reincarnation burst out and turned into a strange cloud, drifting towards those half step immortals.
He just wanted to give back to him in his own way.
The power of reincarnation into the cloud looks light and floating, like a marshmallow, but the pressure of the overflow is too big.
Directly, some half step true immortals, who were weak in cultivation, were crushed to pieces. However, they were not dead, but reorganized.
The clouds of samsara are dripping with mist, covering the heaven and earth. There are hundreds of true immortals with half steps, and there is no way to escape. All directions are walls of reincarnation.
The sky and the earth are suddenly dark and dark. You can't see things as if you are in the way of reincarnation.
The so-called netherworld magic array, also under the pressure of the power of reincarnation, directly disintegrates into a wisp of mist, which is swallowed up by the samsara clouds.
Many old monsters found that they could not escape. The pressure on their bodies was too great. Their bodies were constantly broken and reorganized. The glory of the spirits was very dim. In despair, they could not care about the pride and dignity of the real immortals. They knelt down and kowtowed to chuxuan one after another.