If there is regret medicine in the world, God can give them a chance to come again, they will not come here.
Even if there is a treasure that can make people become masters in an instant, they will never come here!
However, there is everything in the world, but there is no regret medicine.
Some people can not be provoked. Once provoked, they will never die. Either you or I will die.
In this world, the strong are respected, and there is no reason to speak.
They regret it now. It's too late. It's too late.
Chuxuan is impossible to let them go. To let them go is to be cruel to himself. This truth is very clear to Chu Xuan.
The farmer and the snake, this story, he buried in his heart in the last life.
Therefore, although at the moment, these chaotic peak strongmen, a snot and tears of pleading, howling, chuxuan is still calm, not a bit moved.
"Hum..."
These sound, let Chu Xuan feel very noisy, directly accelerated the movement on the hand.
The nine color fog diffuses in the prison of time and space, and the power of chaos also fluctuates in the prison of time and space. Hundreds of order chains clang as sounds, and the endless force of law is like the sun blooming.
With the change of Chu Xuan's two palms, all the power is imprinted on the prison of time and space in an instant.
On the prison of time and space, countless runes and pictures are depicted in an instant. They are not clear at first. After a while, they become clear and incomparable. Gradually, the hazy brilliance spreads out, shining on the nine days and ten places, and all the heaven and earth.
After a few breaths, these pictures and runes are all completely and completely depicted on the prison of time and space. They are integrated and crystal clear, just like glass forging.
Vaguely, you can see, but in the picture, some order chains are shaking, and there is a trace of purple Qi and blood flowing. Although it is fuzzy and difficult to identify, it is overflowing with a strong to the extreme pressure.
"Chu Xuan, you are cruel. We all bow down and admit our mistakes. You still don't let me go."
"You've got to be beaten. You can't die easily."
Chuxuan's palm gently pressed on the void, falling endless brilliance, colorful, colorful, but the prison of time and space in the pressure is becoming bigger, smaller speed is also accelerated a few points.
The prison of time and space is like a flesh and blood millstone. In addition to the pressure of mountains, there are endless power of magic and his power of Qi and blood, which are constantly eroding the bodies and everything of these chaotic peak strongmen.
Click
The bones are broken, the rule shield is broken, those guys in the prison of time and space are miserable, covered with blood, and blood scabs layer by layer.
Under the pressure, the blood scab continued to peel off, but it was soon wrapped up by new blood scabs.
In the prison of time and space, it is clear that this is the Shura hell.
Chuxuan's palm slowly fell, directly became crystal clear, glass like luster flow, palm into fist, gently pinch, time and space of the prison directly turned into inch high.
Boom
Continuous explosions spread from the prison of time and space, resounding through heaven and earth. Chu Xuan looked at the blood mist in the prison of time and space indifferently, and his heart was also a little sad.
However, he did not show compassion. He knew that these guys would surely die. He would not be moved and made unforgivable mistakes.