The Secret of the Seal

"You are looking for death!" An Xingyi was a sneak peek, then violently thundered, and a fierce scream, the probe pointed to the chest of Qin Dong.

Seeing that Qin Dong did not hide and resist, Shen Daojun worried that he did not know the power of the lock, and he ate a big loss. He reminded him that "Qin Shaoxia is careful, his lock is very powerful, and he must not let him click. !"

"Lock the spirit?" Qin Dong slightly indulged in the work, An Xingyi's fingers have been placed on his chest.

"Haha... you are going to die for me!" An Xingyi screamed, and the spiritual power in the body, like a torrent of water, madly invaded Qin Dong's body through his fingertips. All the way unimpeded, straight to the Yuan Dynasty of Qindong. But when Anxing Yizheng was going to use the means to lock up Qindong’s Yuanfu, the whole person stayed.

If the Yuanfu of An Xingyi is a lake, then the Yuan Dynasty of Qindong is simply a sea of ​​ocean. There is no end to it. An Xingyi is like a child standing on the beach, rumored to enter the big customs into his backyard, so it’s not funny. [

In addition, compared with the power of Chaos possessed by Qin Dong, the spiritual power of An Xingyi's cultivation is just like a broken, not worth mentioning. Want to lock Qin Dong's Yuanfu, it is simply delusional. An Xingyi’s locks are invincible, but when they arrive at Qindong, they are destined to eat.

"This is the lock finger? Not so good!" Qin Dong looked at An Xingyi, who looked stunned, and smiled coldly. The force of chaos suddenly counterattacked. The spiritual power of An Xingyi’s invasion of Qindong was instantly defeated. The power of chaos is crazy, and almost in an instant, An Xingyi’s fingers are turned into meat in the light of chaos.

"Ah!" Intense pain, shocking pressure, all of which made An Xingyi shocked and screamed backwards.

"Impossible! You... your cultivation is not even weaker than our helpers. This...this is absolutely impossible!" The moment was severely damaged, and An Xingyi was not able to return to God for a long time, looking at Qin Dong, his eyes were dull. Shaking his head again and again.

When Qin Dong snorted, he turned his gaze away from An Xingyi's body. People like An Xingyi are now worthless in the eyes of Qin Dong.

"Shen predecessors, this is what is going on, who is the person who blew himself?" Qin Dong asked curiously about Shen Daojun.

Shen Daojun sighed and said slowly, "Qin Shaoxia, if you can take a step earlier, maybe Mu Hong, you will not die."

"Why, the person who only blew himself turned out to be Mu Hong?" Mu Fei and Mu Tianqi almost exclaimed at the same time.

Shen Daojun focused on nodding, and there was a strong deplore on his face.

Qin Dong frowned, and some strangely asked, "Shen Shen, the death of Mu Hong seems to make you sad. Why is this?"

Qin Dong really does not understand, if things are as he thinks, then Shen Daojun and Mu Hong should become the enemy of death, where is it so sad and sad for their enemies?

"Mu Hong blew himself, Mu Zhao was hit hard, and now there is another An Xingyi, Shen brother, what is going on in the end?" Mu Fei is also a doubt in his stomach, Zhang mouth asked.

Shen Daojun sighed and told the story of the matter one by one. Especially when talking about the actions of An Xingyi, it is even more gnashing, roaring, and listening to the Qindong face is getting colder and colder, Mu Fei, Mu Tianyi is directly pointing to the nose of An Xingyi, big He was the eighteenth generation of his ancestors.