Heaven-law Supreme System

The Taoist Canghai was agitated by Chu Xuan, and the blood that was finally suppressed in his body rolled again, rushing upwards, a mouthful of old blood spurted out, his face became paler, shaky, and he could hardly even sit upright.

"Are you the supreme cultivation base?" Taoist Canghai was full of horror, weak temptation.

In his opinion, in addition to the Supreme, who else has a cultivation base that can be as deep as the sea, making himself invisible, but causing himself to be backlashed?

In addition to the supreme, who else's cultivation level can make one feel gazing into the abyss, the true essence is so powerful that it can be condensed in the void?

All this verified the reason why he had just discovered that Chu Xuan's source of strength was unmatched, overwhelming, and undetectable.

Chu Xuan smiled without saying a word, the Taoist Canghai continued to probe: "Is it above the supreme?"

Chu Xuan still didn't say anything, and Taoist Canghai felt even more horrified.

It seems that Chu Xuan's cultivation is really the least supreme cultivation foundation, which is also the basis for the least supreme talisman above the seventh rank.

However, it is not the supreme that can describe the talisman, and even the supreme and above cannot describe the talisman. You need to be proficient in the talisman.

But Chu Xuan was young, and his cultivation was already so advanced. How exactly did he practice, and what kind of master he could be proficient in with a talisman.

Speaking of it, the practice of Fulu is much more stringent than simple practice. People who are not very talented should not practice. Otherwise, they will spend time in their lives, and it will delay the practice.

Generally speaking, people who study Fulu on the same path are either extremely talented or can do both. Such people are geniuses.

Either it is hopeless to practice, and only then specializes in the talisman, and only by relying on luck and great perseverance can you achieve something in the talisman.

The talent for monasticism and the talent for practicing talisman are not the same, so in the world for thousands of years, few people have heard of both.

Once such characters appear, they must be famous for the ages and move the world.

Chu Xuan smiled without saying a word, and fell into the eyes of Cang Hai, because he was tacitly acquiescing in what he said. Otherwise, why didn't he refute it?

Kong Wen was also taken aback, and he sucked in an air-conditioner with a hiss, and said in amazement, "There are such geniuses in the world? Really terrifying!"

Chu Xuan was amused: "If I were the kind of genius you mentioned, it would be fine, and I wouldn't have the system and be hit by you."

"Boom!"

Just when the three of them were thinking about each other, the five-colored thunder that Taoist Canghai led and the five-colored thunder that Chu Xuan led down suddenly collided in the void.

Both are the most masculine and strong things in the world, and both are the most yang nemesis of evil things that fear and creep.

No one accepts anyone, you come and I go, vowing to swallow the other party.

Taoist Canghai was also caught in the thunderous battle in the void at this time, and his mind was awakened. No matter what, there is no such thing as death. Even if he died, he would bite off a piece of Chu Xuan.

So he immediately read the formula to manipulate the five-color thunder, and under the crackle, a thunder slammed at Chu Xuan.

Chu Xuan was not afraid, learning the appearance of Taoist Canghai, also led a thunder from the void, and intercepted the thunder that struck him.

He also controlled a thunderbolt to smash the Taoist Canghai. With his own way, Chu Xuan was never a loser.

Crackling!

Taoist Canghai looked at the thunder that struck him, and he was so scared that he wanted to attract the thunder to confront him. However, he was injured, and his speed was half a beat. He was struck by a purple lightning, and his whole body became black and gray hair. The roots are upright.

Between you and me, the Taoist Canghai suffered a loss after all. He was so scorched and tender by the thunder and thunder, sitting in the same place, smoking all over his body, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.