Suddenly, a gust of wind blew and lifted a corner of the black robe. The man showed a pale and bloodless face in the dim light, and there was a thick black air flowing on his face.

Soon, the man arranged the black robe, and the whole person was wrapped in the black robe again.

In an instant, the light was extremely dark. Chu Xuan could not see everything clearly. The man's appearance was just a vague outline.

Chuxuan was upset and wanted to go back to have a look again, but found that the face was covered by a layer of fog, and could not see even a hair.

"No, it was discovered." Chuxuan was shocked. According to the memory of the peony demon king, if you look at the past again, and the person's face is wrapped in fog, he will say that he has been discovered by heaven. He has to stop working as soon as possible, otherwise he will be killed by heaven.

When a man kills, he can still avoid calamity, but heaven has no way to escape.

Sure enough, in the misty fog, there seemed to be a pair of eyes staring at him. Chu Xuan felt his hair stand upside down and his heart was cold.

Then the fog wrapped in the black robed man turned into a strange smiling face and looked at him in a daze.

Boom!

A loud noise fell from the nine days, and a golden thunder stele wrapped by colorful Guanghua dropped rapidly.

Before the stele arrived, a vast force of pressure had already hit Chu Xuan, and his body was unable to move, as if in a quagmire.

Chu Xuan is very anxious. If he is suppressed by jinleitian stele, it will be a disaster. There will be no turning over place in this life. He will be wiped away by jinleitian tablet, and his soul will be driven to pieces.

Chu Xuan was oppressed by jinleitian stele and wanted to resist or escape. However, he had more heart than strength. He had seen the power of jinleitian tablet, but he could not resist it without the help of heaven.

"TM's is not heaven's secret, but the king of golden thunder. He is still haunted by me through time and space. What a damned dog skin plaster." In the heart spat to scold, Chu Xuan feels a deep pain.

Gradually, the body of Guanghua began to appear cracks, which was a sign that the spirit began to collapse. In the broken temple, the seven orifices of Chu Xuan began to bleed, and the skin began to crack.

"No, the jinleitian stele has been punished. It can't be so quick that it will be beaten to death. Isn't it broken? What the hell is going on? " Chuxuan feels that although he knows the king of golden thunder, he is deliberately aiming at himself, and will destroy himself as soon as he comes up.

However, Jinlei Tianbei was seen with his own eyes and was hurt by the will of heaven. How could it be repaired so quickly!

Chu Xuan wanted to see the truth, stubbornly raised his head to look at the sky, and found that there seemed to be a man of fairyland and moral character standing on the cloud top in the sky.

He thought he was dazzled. He shook his head vigorously and opened his eyes again. In his pain, he found that he was not dazzled. There was indeed a man with a fairy's clothes on top of the clouds.

Golden thunder fairy King's eyes are indifferent, his expression is cold, and his mouth seems to have set off a trace of scornful ridicule.

Chuxuan has a sense of deja vu, squinting his eyes, is not it the huge face congealed in the void when he fought against the king of golden thunder!

He didn't expect that the king of golden thunder could deal with himself again so quickly. What's more, he didn't expect that the king of golden thunder could control the heaven and enter his own sea of knowledge, and a trace of hatred, fear and unwillingness rose in his heart.