C1965 On-the-spot Cultivation

Chu Xuan, who was silent, kept asking questions in his heart and was constantly deducing.

"Puchi!"

Following the deduction, his complexion gradually paled, and beads of sweat dripped down his forehead. Finally, he couldn't take it any longer, as a huge pressure came pressing down on him. He directly spat out hot blood, and his complexion instantly became as pale as golden paper