Chapter 1812

In the starry River, the misty mist is surrounded by chaos. The hazy figure of Chu Xuan is independent of the stars. In the face of all people, no one can see his true face. Only his eyes burst with cold light, which is sharp and frightening. It is projected out through the chaotic air, sweeping the ground and suffocating.

A single to the group of male, eye light indifference, fearless, frighten all people, make the group male bow.

There is no sound in the starry river. No matter who is hostile or out of the way, they are afraid and can't help but retreat.

Chuxuan is famous in ancient and modern times, standing in the taboo field, no one in the Star River can Yingfeng, difficult to meet resistance!

To those guys of Chu Xuan, their faces are blue and red, but they dare not say anything, and they are extremely subdued.

Some people want to escape, want to cross the Star River and go, Chu Xuan is simple and crude, a punch a foot to solve, the empty air has become a light red, like a strange red fog rippling.

For a long time, the blood mist could not be dispersed, and the golden broken bones of the misty water were flying in the starry river. These were the enemies who were killed by Chu Xuan who did not follow the words of Chu Xuan.

At the moment, their feet are as heavy as mercury, so it's hard to move. However, all of them are tight, and their fists are clenched. They are secretly running the magic decision, urging their magic weapons to prepare for a violent attack.

There is only one person in the whole star river. His mood is poor and his expression is freehand. That is chuxuan.

He overlooks the vast starry River battlefield, swallowing eight wasteland, so that all people fear, dare not act rashly, this is a kind of real unique spirit!

"Please forgive me! You still have undead chaotic bones to solve! " A white tiger stepped forward and warned Chu Xuan.

His voice, in the silent starry River, is extremely prominent. Chu Xuan looks across his eyebrows, and this is also the guy who shot at him. In a flash, his eyes burst out like a hole in the sky and shrouded it.

White tiger is one of the four star like animals. He is the master of killing and cutting. He has an infinite spirit of killing and cutting.

Between its forehead, a whirling star with a faint murderous air.

The body of the white tiger is sonorous and powerful, just like a unique sword. It is extremely sharp and sends out the spirit of killing and cutting.

"You want to be a big bird?" Chuxuan is affectionate and indifferent, and his language is indifferent. He asks.

There is a special luster flowing on the body of the white tiger, and the black gas is curled up one after another, which is the most pure murderous spirit.

For one hundred thousand years, white tiger has been devoting himself to practice. For a period of time, he was resolute in his own star river. After 100000 years of practice, his mood became broader, and his irascible temper dissipated a lot.

However, his murderous spirit became more and more intense, which made him reach a terrible situation in the way of killing.

At this time, facing Chu Xuan's sneer, he was not angry. Instead, he was calm in his heart. The smell of killing and cutting that came out unconsciously was blowing his white hair and drifting with the wind.

The white tiger is white and murderous. It looks terrible.

No one's eyes were attracted by the white tiger and wanted to see how he responded.

"Ah! I have to. If you don't want to let me wait, I can't wait for death! " White tiger sighs a, with the wind and scattered, not long eye light changes, a firm fierce light burst.

He was also forced to this step. If he had known that chuxuan was so strong, he would never have gone forward to mingle with the crowd and start fighting against chuxuan.