The Secret of the Seal

The first thousand three hundred and seventy-seven chapters are getting more and more surprised!

The seemingly arrogant **** have such terrible power. If someone let go and attack, where do they still have their lives? Hundreds of birds and hearts are mad, full of fear, how can they not understand, too in the door, when did the emergence of such a terrible young master?

Hundred Birds admits that the foundation of Tianyimen is indeed far above Jinmongzong, but even so, he does not believe that Taiyi has the ability to cultivate such young masters. Seeing the novel on the power of the genius of the genius, the bird of the bird has already seen that Qin Dong’s cultivation is far above him. The age of Qin Dong is also in his twenties. A master who is only in his twenties, but who is not inferior to the seven-level monk, is not worthy of the Arabian Nights.

"Thank you...Thank you!" Bai Ying Weng was shocked by the figure, and also shocked Ye Sizhen. Before Ye Sizhen still resolutely did not believe that Qin Dong’s cultivation was to be above Ye Wendao, but now, Qin Dong only waved his sleeves, and the seven-level monk bird was flying out like a baseball that was being shot. Even if Ye Sizhen is not willing to believe, he has to admit that such a strength, Ye Wendao is absolutely impossible to have.

In other words, Qin Dong’s cultivation is not only on the top of the leaves, but also on the birds. Ye Sizhen was deeply shocked. Looking at Qin Dong’s eyes, he was full of sluggishness and horror. His red lips shivered slightly, but he only spit out two words. [

"Dog stuff!" For a moment, it turned out to be a bird, so that the British latitude is particularly angry. Not waiting for a hundred birds to slow down from the side, the British latitude with a sigh of anger, flying and greeted. Three consecutive palms, if fast and thunder, simply do not give the birds a breath of breath, straighten the birds and the cockroaches of the birds, the blood even spray, and finally sit on the ground, can no longer get up.

"Come on, put these two chopped pieces together!" Ye Wendao waved his hand, and several monks swarmed up, and tied a hundred birds and Xi Fuxiong as a scorpion.

"Ye asked, Ying Wei, have you thought about the consequences of this? The Sovereign will not let you go!" Xi Fuxiong struggled and shouted,

"Hey!" Ye asked, hateful and sighed, and swayed the man and took them out.

"British Master, your injury..." Ye Wendao can't rest assured after all, and rushed to the face of Ying Wei, a look of concern.

Ying Wei haha ​​smiled a few times, did not say much, but turned around, facing Qin Dong, while the homeopathic kneel down.

Ying Wei’s move suddenly surprised Ye Wendao. He met with Ying Wei for many years and had a deep understanding. He had never seen Ying Wei’s behavior for anyone.

"Qin Shaoxia, your life-saving grace, I am afraid that there is no reason for the British latitude, please accept the British latitude!"

"Helping the right? Is it..." Ye asked a slight glimpse, and immediately understood it, immediately squatting down on the side of the British latitude. Both Ying Wei and Ye Wendao were paralyzed, and Ye Sizhen did not dare to stand any longer, and hurriedly squatted in a slightly behind the two.

"Qin Shaoxia, I have been with the British Master for decades. If I am a brother, my flesh is connected, you saved his life, that is, saved my life. Yemou gave you a behead!" Seeing it, Ye Wendao The relationship with Ying Wei is not a general deep, and Ying Wei has not surprised at the amazing move of Ye Wendao.