The supernatural mind looked at chuxuan, and there was no wonder in his eyes. He was full of panic.

You know, he didn't know how many eras he had lived, and just barely reached the threshold of the art of ten thousand ways. However, Chu Xuan is the younger generation of this era. He is not very old, but only a thousand years old.

Thousand years old is not too young for a monk. It is equivalent to the childhood of ordinary people!

Now Chu Xuan has mastered all kinds of skills. Although he has not yet known what kind of control he has reached, it is still terrible.

He still has a long life, so in the future, what will chuxuan grow to?

How can he feel the cultivation of the skills of all kinds of things?

Just think about it, the mind of the supernatural is panic.

His real body is about to cross the river. Maybe he can cross the river safely and live another life. However, chuxuan is like this.

Today's feud has ended. If you can't kill Chu Xuan in the cradle now, in the future, even if you succeed in your real life, you will face a formidable opponent with talent.

The more you think about it, the more afraid you are, the more angry you are. The supernatural mind is filled with anger.

This is the anger of jealousy. Why is chuxuan's talent higher than himself? Why is chuxuan's luck better than himself.

Roar

With a roar of the supernatural mind, the supernatural spirit roared up to the sky, shaking the heaven and the myriad realms. The lotus terrace that the ten thousand paths condensed was still hazy, full of chaotic air, and the red glow was swirling around him. His body became blurred again.

Vaguely, it can be seen that the chain of thousands of orders and the principles and principles of all kinds of Tao are interwoven with one another, making the whole lotus platform even bigger.

The figure of the supernatural spirit stood erect and defied all the eyes, overlooking everything. He roared: "Chu Xuan, you should die. In this world, no one can be more lucky than me, and no one can be so presumptuous in front of me."

"Everything you have belongs to me. Rest in peace."

In a word, the wind and cloud move, the sun and the moon collapse. Everything around the supernatural mind revolves rapidly, as if he is the center of the universe, and the empty shadow of the sky condenses around him, which is like shocking the heaven and shaking the people.

The supernatural mind danced with hands in the void, and his red hair danced wildly. Like a waterfall of fire, the sky and earth glistened with flaming red light, and the temperature was extremely high, which led to the instantaneous temperature rise of dozens of degrees in the universe.

But in this star river, the temperature is more than 100000 degrees, and the whole space is completely turned into a magma ocean.

Only the space protected by the nine color God wheel of Chu Xuan was calm and unaffected.

The spirit of the supernatural is humming on his body, which is to absorb the power of Qi and blood of all the heaven and earth, and quickly wind towards his body.

In a moment, the supernatural spirit condensed into a flesh and blood body.

The body of Ye Ye Ye glows with intense red light. The power of Qi and blood is vast and boundless. It is formed by gathering the Qi and blood of all living creatures by using the chain of order, the power of laws and the power of Tao principles.

This is not only a body without scale, but also a body of Tao.

It seems that the heroic spirit is pressing, and the dignity has reached the extreme, which makes people dare not look directly at it. It looks like the beloved of heaven and earth.

It's like an emperor who should be respected all over the world.

Looking at his vigorous body, chuxuan still has a deep eye light and can be as bright as stars, without any pressure and fear in his heart.