"Boom!"

All the gas and energy condense and fuse together, and attack each other fiercely. All of a sudden, thunder blows, yin and Yang circulate, sword Qi is rampant, chaos floats and sinks, Hongmeng falls, and illusory.

"Bang!"

Chuxuan's body was deformed by the huge pressure, and it was extremely difficult to breathe.

"Click..."

If he was hit hard, all his bones were broken, and his meridians were intermittent. All the energy and gas turned into flesh and blood millstones, hammering his muscles and cells mercilessly.

Chuxuan is about to faint in pain, his spirit is also inch inch crack, slowly into the body.

Spring snow in March, the spirit like melting snow, thread by the great pressure squeeze into the flesh and blood.

This is an unexpected change of Chu Xuan.

Since ancient times, there has been no record that no one can integrate spirit and body, which is unscientific.

The spirit and the flesh are always independent individuals. The spirit can be passed down through the ages. As long as the samsara road is in place, the body can be constantly transformed, which is the truth.

Chuxuan's face was bitter, but he could do nothing. He could only bear the pain of the fusion of soul and flesh.

He didn't know whether such a change was good or bad.

The fusion of spirit and flesh will at least make Chu Xuan lose his spirit. In the future, even if the reincarnation road recovers, he will also lose the possibility of reincarnation.

However, there may be some differences between the first soul and the flesh person since ancient times.

This is the only thing that deserves Chu Xuan to talk about.

Once again, the future has become uncertain. The future is unpredictable. Chu Xuan's heart is half bitter and half confused.

The blood demon ancestor is the same as Huashen Hulu, so he can see all the changes in it.

"How could it be? Can spirit and flesh merge together? "

The blood demon ancestor's eyes were almost staring out. He looked at all this in disbelief. He even forgot for a while and continued to play the seal formula to stimulate the final skill of transforming God gourd.

All this, said for a long time, actually happened between the electric light and flint, before and after a few seconds, the spirit and body of chuxuan have been fully integrated together.

At this moment, Chu Xuan was at a loss. He felt that his body seemed to be short of something. His blood was boiling, and his sense of dryness and heat made him hard to calm down. He felt that the blood was fuel and the spirit was a spark. All of them were burning in an instant.

The speed is too fast, and Chu Xuan has no time to react, let alone to think about countermeasures. His blood is almost burnt out, and a feeling of exhaustion of oil and light is all over his body.

Blood burned out, the spirit of nature is the same, so that Chu Xuan became spiritually depressed.

With drooping eyelids, he seems to be falling into a deep sleep. The pain of his body makes his eyelids unable to fall down. His original crystal clear body is wrinkled and tarnished. He looks like a bad old man who is about to die.

"Hum..."

In the meantime, the lotus seedling flies out of chaos, and the lotus seed flows out of the world.

The two swirled around the Chu Xuan rapidly, spitting out the chaos and the power of the world, wrapping the Chu Xuan layer by layer.

Layers of light, chuxuan was wrapped into a big zongzi, like a cocoon of light.

On the surface of the cocoon, a pattern of runes was generated automatically. The pattern flew like a butterfly and was imprinted on the body of chuxuan. Ants arranged the pattern into a text.

The Scripture is colorful and flexible, like a swimming fish, like a butterfly flying. At the moment when the arrangement is completed, thunder is generated in the void, and it seems to feel something in the dark.