These divine blood belongs to chuxuan. Under the circulation of purple blood, the illusory voice gradually becomes condensed, almost one day at a time.

"This is the virtual shadow of the detached. How can it be so? Is there some connection between chuxuan and the detached?"

"There can't be any connection. It should be the chaos tree. Chaos tree once belonged to the detachment, and it was stained with the spirit of detachment. It was inspired by Chu Xuan. However, Chu Xuan used his own blood to turn the image into flesh and blood. Such a method is really amazing."

"It's a strong breath. It's a feeling of being detached."

The supernatural people hiding in the depths of time and space are frightened and frightened.

Poop!

The Qi and blood of Chu Xuan's whole body constantly flew to the virtual shadow of the detached. He nearly fainted, and his eyes were full of stars, and he lost too much blood.

A large amount of God's blood was consumed, which led to the damage of the Daoji of Chu Xuan, and his body became dim and lusterless. If he vomited blood, if he could not break the stone tablet of Xiantian Dao, he would be finished.

Chuxuan's body was almost shriveled, and his skin became wrinkled, like an old tree. Under the pressure, the chain of the road around him was taut and creaking, and his bones were also rapidly smashed. He was also crushed by the pressure of the congenital stele.

He watched silently, expecting the stone tablet to be broken by the breath of detachment and the Tomahawk of chaos tree.

Boom!

Just when the Tomahawk was about to chop on the stone tablet of Xiantian Dao, the void suddenly opened a big crack like an abyss and stirred up a runic river of light formed by the chain of the road.

I saw the stone tablet falling on the Xiantian road and wrapped it tightly. The stele of congenitally Dao was rapidly repaired. The cracks that had been made before were repaired in the blink of an eye.

With a loud hum, the stele of congenitally Taoism erupted with a stronger breath and prestige, which was more than ten times more than the previous one.

Seeing this scene, Chu Xuan's eyes sank, and he felt a little desperate. He didn't know whether the Tomahawk transformed by chaos tree could be the opponent of xiantiandao tablet under the control of the supernatural shadow.

The army of heaven, the living creatures of the universe and the powerful ones in the sky are also heavy in their hearts and look gloomy.

The supernatural are also quietly concerned and nervous.

Bang Bang Bang

In the eyes of the detached virtual shadow, he still looked contemptuous and despised everything. He was not affected at all. He held a Tomahawk and chopped at the stele of xiantiandao nine times in succession.

However, it was only reluctantly that the river of light, which was made by the chain of the road, was split. Because of the lack of Yu wave, he failed to split even a crack on the stele of heaven.

This scene, see Chu Xuan despair, in the heart has an unknown premonition, but he is not the slightest way, can only silently pay attention to, he can do, all finished, no trace of combat power.

He had already foreseen that the stone tablet of heaven would smash the empty shadow of the detached one, and then deal with himself. He would knock himself down under nine days and fall into the abyss. His soul would go out of his wits and everything would be empty.

Not only is he going to die, but even the whole universe will be destroyed, which will turn into nothingness and no one can live.

What happened in the void was just as he thought.

In the light and shadow of the transcendent who has been inspired by the innate Taoist tablet, there are many cracks and cracks, which can't last long.

The Tomahawk transformed by chaos tree is also about to maintain its shape. There are constant changes between Tomahawk and chaos tree.

Chu Xuan knew the seriousness of the matter, and his eyes were full of sadness.