Chapter 2384

The Tomahawk hummed and vibrated, condensing a black hole vortex, quickly swallowing the energy generated by the collapse of xiantiandao tablet.

Three days later, the energy generated by the collapse of the congenitally Taoist tablet was consumed by the Tomahawk.

Between heaven and earth, once again a piece of Qingming, quiet and silent, the needle can be heard.

The Tomahawk is still wrapped in the shadow of chaos tree, surrounded by chains and fog, like a cocoon.

People can't see the change clearly. Their eyes stare at the cocoon for a moment, praying silently for the return of chuxuan.

Jiang Twilight smoke can finally walk to the cocoon, with tears on his face and swollen eyes. His delicate hands gently touch the "cocoon".

Originally, the overflow of the cocoon spread out a vast amount of pressure, and everyone could not get close to it, only Jiang Twilight smoke could get close to it.

The tears on her cheek, bit by bit, fell on the cocoon, and the chaotic fog was rippling, like the wind and cloud surging and tumbling endlessly.

The strong in the sky, the creatures in the universe, and the heavenly army are all looking at the cocoon nervously, hoping that the miracle will happen, and chuxuan will appear in the next second.

The supernatural people in the depth of time and space are also paying close attention to it nervously. However, they hope that chuxuan will never appear.

There is also a weak idea, through time and space staring at chuxuan, which belongs to the universe space-time Avenue.

Within the cocoon, at this moment, it is a space full of fairy mist and divine light. The battle axe wall is above the void, and the shadow of chaos tree suddenly shakes, turning into a flash of light and falling into the Tomahawk.

The brilliance of the Tomahawk soared in an instant, and it was no longer the original gloomy state.

On the top of it, the chains of the road jingle, and the Tao turns into clouds, floating on the Tomahawk. The colorful lotus constantly devours the energy in the cocoon.

One ancient rune is branded on the colorful lotus, and the other Dao is engraved on the lotus. Under the cover of Daoyun, it slowly recovers its vitality, as if withered wood revives in spring, and slowly blooms with bright rays.

Originally towards the end of life of the colorful lotus, at this moment, the light flow, withered flowers become vibrant, re release a strong vitality, as if from the dead.

The light and rain of the Tao sprinkles on the lotus, making it look like it is out of the world. A new way of Tao is branded on the lotus.

With the sound of Bo, the lotus leaves swayed and turned in the chaotic fog and the sunlight. On the stems and leaves, there was a bright Dao principle, emitting a dazzling rhyme.

One after another, light flowers bloom on the colorful lotus, which is the latest flower of the road, cutting off the cause and effect, born on the colorful lotus.

Then it falls on the lotus leaves, such as the spring snow melts, and is absorbed by the lotus leaves, and then the lotus petals grow by dozens.

The color lotus is also dense with a group of color light, color light inside has a transparent fuzzy figure, can not see clearly the appearance, silly, as if there is no mind.

A little blood light, like fireflies flying around the blurred figure, is the immortal blood left by the detached.

Chu Xuan turned into a colorful lotus. With his own strength, he was blessed with the battle axe. He fought against the stele of congenitally Taoism and forced to break it.

Although the Taoist body and the spirit are gone, there is a trace of his breath left in the colorful lotus, which is not wiped out after all.