All demons and Terran friars, as if struck by lightning, all gaped at the void, like the figure wrapped in ruicai Xiaguang that was about to break the void.

The figure is so small in the vast void, but the three rings of halo on the head of the figure are so tall and mysterious.

Zhenxian, what a striking two words.

Since ancient times, there have been no immortals in the world, but today, they have seen a real immortal with their own eyes.

"How could it be so? The Terran boy is obviously only half a step away from the cultivation of a real immortal. How could he suddenly become a real immortal? "

The fear in the demon Zun's heart was extreme. He stammered and his voice trembled. He didn't want to believe all this.

He preferred to believe that what he saw was nothing but an illusion.

"This is an illusion. Everything is a conspiracy made by Chu Xuan. It must be like this. It must be like this."

Demon Zun's eyes widened like a cowling, repeating this sentence repeatedly, in order to stabilize his mind and drive away the panic in his heart.

The demon king is not much better than that. He is clearly a half step immortal. Let himself step on it?

He never thought that he would encounter such a situation. He really doubted whether Chu Xuan deliberately concealed himself.

"Is this guy a real immortal of human race? Is he an old monster? But the real immortals have long since disappeared with the ancient times of immortals? "

The demon king's fear roared in his heart, and he had automatically regarded chuxuan as an old monster of human race, an old monster left over by immortal things.

The more so brought in, the more scared the devil was in his heart, the more afraid he was.

The real immortal is not what he can deal with. Even if he is strong, he can't deal with the real immortal. He is not the kind of extremely arrogant man who can compete with the real immortal.

This is a kind of unimaginable depression, which is like the top of Mount Tai, which makes him unable to penetrate.

"Who are you, elder?" Demon Zun summoned up courage and asked respectfully.

"Chuxuan." Chuxuan indifferent way.

The demon king and the demon Zun smell the speech, breathe a stagnation, look at each other, from the bottom of their eyes to see their shock and fear, as well as the slightest confusion.

"Master, don't be kidding. We all know that chuxuan has only been practicing for one year or so. How can he ascend the throne of true immortal? Please tell me the truth. " The demon king is joking and wants to explore the real identity of the "old monster" in front of him.

Chuxuan's face was as light as water, and there was no wave in his eyes. He said, "if I'm not as good as telling the truth, what are you going to do?"

"Er..." The demon king and the demon Zun felt the vast and incomparable pressure and attacked themselves. Their bodies retreated in a series of violent retreats. They were scared out of cold sweat and shivered involuntarily.

"Don't be angry. We don't dare to be disrespectful to our predecessors. We just want to know their identity. We can also look up to their true faces, build temples, shape statues and worship them day and night."

Demon Zun's mind changed quickly, and he said to chuxuan in great fear.

He is really afraid, afraid to fight back, can only be so pressed by Chu Xuan, scared face, pile up a smile, just to please chuxuan.

The demon king also echoed: "we just mean that."

Looking at the demon king and the demon Zun, the sincere face and the flattering eyes, chuxuan felt funny in his heart. He shook his head slightly and said, "that's not necessary. I am me. Chu Xuan is also!"