The Secret of the Seal

The first thousand two hundred and forty-nine chapters paint the end of the heart!

However, the decisiveness of the choice did not give him the expected effect, and did not let him take the lead. Although his body shape is extremely fast, it is not as fast as the reaction of Jinxiu. Almost at the moment he started, he also shot at Jinxiu.

The single palm stands on the chest, and the spiritual power will spit out. At this time, in Jinxiu, at first glance, the cloud is light and windy, and it does not give people a dangerous feeling. However, the more the Jinxiu is, the greater the pressure on the choice.

Heaven and earth are righteous, and there are endless changes, but they are not separated from their ancestors. It’s a simple way to return to the truth.

In this epiphany of Jinxiu, he has risen more than one level, both in cultivation and in the cultivation of heaven. At this time, compared with the choice of the heart, the choice of the choice of the heart is more naive. [

It seems to be simple and normal in this single palm, but its ambiguity is in harmony with the heavens and the earth, and its internal content can be imagined with the power of the world.

Although the choice of the heart to go to the trend, the law of Tibet, a pair of incomparable appearance, but in front of the Jinxiu in this time, like a banyan tree, really can not look down on any big waves. The crowds onlookers seem to have felt this in the midst of it. At this time, no one feels nervous. It seems that the choice of heart is not the first master of the mainland, and it will not bring the threat to Jinxiu.

boom!

A muffled sound, short and short! Before the group had not had time to look at it, they heard the scream of the choice.

Applying this heart to the collision, it is not afraid to hit the Great Wall of the Iron and Steel, and directly flew out dozens of feet away. The blood is mad, the bones are cracking constantly, you don't have to look at it, you can listen to it, you can also hear the choice and the heart is not small.

This is the power of the epiphany pursued by the monks! It can make you hurry up in an instant, stepping on your opponent that could not be defeated!

"Master!" Shen Yanzhi shed tears with excitement. She knows that from now on, Yu Jinxiu has truly become a legend of the mainland, and will surely be passed down for generations. Its glory will last for thousands of years and will not be wiped out.

Thousands of monks gathered together, but they were silent. Everyone held their breath and witnessed that this would be a moment in the history of the continent.

"No! Impossible!" With a hysterical shackle, the hair of the heart was unkind and stood up from the ground, and it looked like a madman.

The choice of heart is obviously a very heavy blow. In a pair of pupils, because of extreme congestion, and redness, the fierce light emitted is as simple as a demon, which makes people feel a sense of horror.

Yu Jinxiu looked at the choice of heart, slowly shook his head, his eyes filled with pity. The talent of the choice of the heart is indeed higher than the splendid, but because he stepped on the wrong, and lost all the way, finally fell into such a tragic end today.

"You can't beat me, you can't be stronger than me, impossible!" Painted his heart and kept groaning, clawing his teeth, desperately trying to find a reason for his defeat, but he Can't find it, or he doesn't want to face it at all.

"Painting your heart, you are full of evil, this is your retribution!" Princess An Zhen looked serious and her voice was cold.

"Retribution? Hahaha... I paint my heart is heaven, God, who can give me retribution? You guys who don't know the current affairs, all die!"