The Secret of the Seal

The skinny fairy did not know what he was thinking. He was called by the Tin Sin, and he woke up with God. %&*>

Such a sword, where can he and Tie Xianxian be able to withstand the living? At the beginning, there was still a trace of hesitation in the heart, and it immediately vanished.

"Skinny brother, fast!" Tin Pixian felt that every bone he had covered had reached the point of being broken at any time. Such a great pressure made him even difficult to talk.

"Tie Xian, I am sorry, I will avenge you!" Skinny Xian no longer hesitated, suddenly screamed at the Iron Immortal.

"What?" Tie Xian did not respond for a moment, and the whole person squatted. [

The skinny fairy does not answer any more, and does not wait for the sound of the iron celestial to land, and the figure has been pulled up and swept straight away.

"Skinny, you are a bastard!" Tiexian did not think that the skinny will abandon him at this time. What decades old brothers are all shit, his mother's worthless! Straight to the sound of the iron fairy.

"Well, wait until you reunite in the sinister house!" The iron-skin fairy is enjoying the cold, and the cold voice of Qin Dong is heard from the ear.

Tie Sixian involuntarily hit a shackle and looked up. It was discovered that Qin Dong’s golden color, Jianguang, had already arrived in front of him, and his body blue light was already like a cracked earth. There are countless cracks.

"No!" Tin Sin was only able to make a roar, and then his body was blue, and it burst into tears. %&*>

When the body of Tie Sixian’s body was broken, only the flesh and blood was left. He could imagine that he could only hear the sound of the slap in the package of the golden color. The emperor will turn into a **** fog, and the bones will not exist.

"Qin Shaoxia, don't let the thin bones run away!" Looking at Qin Dong's sword and smashing the iron skin fairy, Ling Xiaojian is of course a heart-throbbing "swing", but before he has time to be happy, he will see that the skinny fairy has escaped. Baizhang opened, hurriedly shouted.

Qin Dong sneered aloud and drank a sentence, "Reassured, he can't run!" Then the sword front rose, and the iron-colored fairy smashed into the **** golden "color" sword light, volley a fold, fast lightning to the skinny Xian chased it up.

Escape from the thin bones of Baizhang, just to breathe a sigh of relief, a terrible threat of ice, suddenly came from behind him. The thin bone fairy subconsciously took a nap, and looked back and looked at it. At a glance, Qin Dong’s golden color, Jianguang, had reached a distance of less than 30 feet from him.

"How could it be so fast!?" The skinny bones took a sigh of coolness, and they poured the power of Xianli under their feet, and the strength of eating "milk" was made. 30%.

I thought that I could get rid of the chase of the golden color, and let the skin of the thin bones cool. The golden color of the sword that Qin Dong released was actually accelerated, and he only accelerated. 30%, this golden "color" Jianguang is good, and it will accelerate by 50% in one breath.

"No! I can't die, can't!" Seeing that there is no way to escape the pursuit of the golden "color" Jianguang, the mouth of the thin bones suddenly uttered a hysterical arrogance, stopped the figure, and vacated the legs. Out, two legs like a whip, straight to the golden "color" Jianguang pumped over.

The skinny bones are not naively thought that with their own legs, they can crush the golden "color" sword light. He only hopes that these two legs can beat the golden "color" sword light. Even if it is an inch, the trajectory of the golden "color" Jianguang will undergo a huge change, and then he can take it easy.

The desire of the skinny fairy is beautiful, but the reality is very cruel. Even though the thin bones have already made all the effort, when the two leg shadows he shot hit the golden "color" Jianguang, the golden "color" Jianguang did not even move half an inch. The leg strength that he released was like a snowflake hitting the hot sun, but his work in the blink of an eye disappeared.

This kind of situation fell in the eyes of Slim Bone, it was not just to make him cool, so almost did not faint his sly on the spot. Such a powerful sword, even if it is the middle of the Emperor, but it is.

We must know that the more the immortal practice is, the more difficult it is to improve. But it is precisely because of this kind of hardship, like the late immortal, even if every silk is promoted, it is extremely precious.

The first stage of the Emperor and the middle stage of the Emperor, the nominal difference is only one weight, but the actual gap, like the fairy face the fairy, can not be compared.

The thin bone fairy is like being cast a mantra, standing there and standing there, unable to move, just watching the golden "color" Jianguang, carrying the power of the sky, and swallowing it in a flash.

"A sword smashed two emperors!" The body of the skinny body fell to the ground. After a full half of the squatting, Ling Xiaojian was back from the sorrowfulness, and returned to the gods, his mouth seemed to be a nightmare, and made a sound. Low whisper. [

Ling Xiaojian’s whispered sound, although the voice was not loud, it still made the special envoy A clear and shocked. Soon, his expression was as much as the Ling Xiaojian, concealed by deep horror and strong incredulity.

Although the skinny fairy and the iron skin fairy are in the Sanxian and Ersheng, they are the figures behind the temple, but it is also the real emperor, the top ten in the whole fairy world. Such a character has been smashed by Qin Dongyijian. This kind of record is probably in the legend, and there is absolutely nothing?

Ling Xiaojian and the special envoy A Yue are more and more shocked. The Chinese male, Sun Qingsong, Sun Qiong’s brother and sister, and the brothers of the Seven Sentimental Swords are boiling.

The Chinese are the lords of the Seven Sentimental Swordsmen, and they are the heroes of the immortal world. At this time, they are excited with tears in their eyes, their fists are tight, and their nails are stabbed into the flesh, but they still do not feel it. A pair of eyes staring at Qin Dong, which is full of unspeakable heat.

"The Sovereign, have you seen it? Qin Shaoxia has smashed the two emperors of Essence and Tiexian, and you said, can Qin Shaoxia defeat Xue Qianfeng?" Sun Qingsong was excited and full of hopes for the Chinese.

"Beat the snow thousand peaks?" Chinese people could not help but frown, compared to the snow thousand peaks, thin bone fairy and Tin Pixian is just a sly character.

Qin Dong’s cultivation really shocked the Chinese, even admired it, but when he thought of the snow, his mood could not help but heavier.

Although Hua Renxiong did not answer, his face "color" has already given Sun Qingsong an answer, but Sun Qingsong is not disappointed. Instead, he laughs and expresses his heart: "I have confidence in Qin Shaoxia! He must Can create miracles, turn the tide, save the fairy world in the hanging! Even if not now, one day in the future, Qin Shaoxia will certainly be able to do it!"