The Secret of the Seal

Tan Yang smiled, but did not answer. In fact, it is not necessary to answer Tan Yang. It is not long before Gu Jianxin’s voice has landed. Zhu Hexuan’s slap in the face has already come to the fore. Gu Jian’s subconscious desire to make a difference in power, the Qin dynasty rushed out in the oblique thorn, the palm of the hand swayed, and understated, like a hand-painted flower, looks more chic, but no power, but the result is Gu Jian’s heart shock. Just in the midst of this wave of Qin Dong, Zhu Hexuan’s slap in the face, there is a trace of a trace, and all of them have been attracted to the past by Qin Dong.

"吼吼吼!!!"

Zhu Hexuan's mind is somewhat dysfunctional. At this time, it is even more violent. A pair of red eyes are straight to the extreme. It is like a phoenix Buddha. All the suffocating and murderous, all the brains are greeted by Qin Dong.

Zhu Hexuan’s full blow was as straight as the waves, and the mighty power of the Hehe seemed to be able to make a hole in the old days. However, for all of this, Qin Dong did not change his face and was indifferent. The figure was abrupt, and the height was a few feet. The hands were swaying, and the clouds were scattered. The shoes were straight through and passed through Zhu Hexuan’s slap in the palm of your hand. It was like a sac in the bag, and easily grabbed Zhu Hexuan’s wrist. When the pulse was made, Zhu Hexuan quieted down. Although the anger was still there, he could not launch the slightest spiritual power.

This is in danger, but it is filled with a bit of poetic and artistic scenes, and it is stunned by Gu Jianxin. Zhu Hexuan’s greatness, but he has personally experienced it, of course, knowing that Qin Dong’s work seems to be easy and easy, but in fact, it is extremely dangerous and must be based on super-repair, before it can be done. . [

This hand, his Gu Jianxin is still practicing for ten years, twenty years, but also want to do it. But the three-level monk in one of his districts did, but this would raise a lot of turbulent waves in Gu Jianxin’s heart, which can be imagined.

"Tan Yang! You tell me the truth, who is this guy?" Gu Jianxin suddenly grabbed Tan Yang next to him, asked eagerly open mouth.

Tan Yang coughed and confuses, "Master, what's wrong with you? Isn't it scared by Master? He is our younger brother Qin Dong!"

"Fart! I think his cultivation is even higher than that of Master. How could it be your little brother? If you don't take it from me today, I will fight with you!"

"Ha ha ha... The master is the master, and his vision is unique. Qin Dong's cultivation is indeed above the master, there is him, not only we will have something, the master will not have anything." Tan Yang to Qin Dong Confidence has already risen to the bulge, and the expression is relaxed and confident.

"Scorpio, so young, even have such a cultivation, God, you still let me Gu Jianxin live?" Gu Jianxin stayed, his mouth whispered.

For a long time, he has been recognized as a genius in the Wanpeng gang, and he has been adored with thousands of people. Now he has the reputation of being the first person in the heavenly world. Gu Jianxin is not a saint, and naturally it is inevitable that some of them are complacent and smug. But today, the emergence of Qin Dong, but like the same basin of cold water, poured him through a heart. The rising self-confidence has been completely blown down, and he has to start to re-recognize himself. Speaking of it, this is also a good thing for him. He is held too high, and most of them will be broken.

Tan Yang seems to know the mood of his master, and sighs and pats him on the shoulder. Why didn’t he think about it like this? Every time I saw Qin Dong’s great power, he always gave birth to a sigh. His own age is alive on the dog.