The Secret of the Seal

The first thousand five hundred and thirteenth chapter Xuantianzi is unlucky!

"It's ridiculous, you will pin your hopes on such a squeaky little boy! Shen Daojun, is your head in the water?" Xuan Tianzi waved his hand and laughed as if he was the master of the whole world.

Shen Daojun sneered a sneer and treated Xuan Tianzi as a self-righteous clown. He was too lazy to talk to him.

"Xuan Tianzi, you laugh too early!" Qin Dong came to Xuantianzi to stand in front of three steps.

"Let's relax! In front of this seat, where is the part of your child's speech? Go away!" Xuantianzi did not put Qin Dong in his eyes, and screamed, and waved his hand as a palm of the hand. This palm of the hand seems fierce like a tsunami landslide. In fact, it does not condense much spiritual power, but it is full of Xuan Tianzi's contempt for Qin Dong. [

Qin Dong mouth horns picked up slightly, hands behind his back, facing the oncoming palm of the hand, did not intend to shoot, and even did not mean to dodge. With the help of the palm of the hand, in addition to blowing a few tips of Qin Dong, even a hair of Qin Dong was not hurt.

The expression of Xuan Tianzi suddenly converges a bit of contempt, revealing a three-point dignity. Looking at Qin Dong’s eyes, it’s obviously a lot more serious.

Qin Dong snorted and said, "Do you have this ability? If so, then I advise you to break it yourself!"

"It seems that I am underestimating you! However, in front of this seat, you still have only one dead road!" Xuantianzi in the sound of sinking, the right palm is raised high, the heart is motivated, a strong and fierce spirit Force, followed by his palms condensed, the momentum is getting stronger and stronger.

Looking at the colorful colors rendered by the spiritual brilliance, there is a lot of mysterious gods, and Xiao Siteng’s roots are straight and itchy. If it wasn’t for a moment of confusion, where would the Xuan Tianzi be so arrogant in front of him?

"This palm, I want to cut your head!" Xuantianzi eyes sinister and extremely venomous.

Qin Dong coldly screamed, the road of gold and silver reflected the brilliance of the light, slowly rising in his body, the spirit is not inferior to Xuan Tianzi.

"What is the realm of this kid's cultivation?" Xiao Si Teng looked at Qin Dong, hesitated for a long while, and asked a question.

Shen Dao Jun was shocked and asked, "What is the master of the door, can you still see the depth of Qin Shaoxia?"

Xiao Stan slowly shook his head and said, "His spiritual power is very strange. Sometimes it is as weak as a spring breeze. People can't feel the slightest threat. Sometimes it can become like a volcano, and the sky is overhanging. It is daunting. It is really People can't tell, what kind of realm is his cultivation."

After listening to Xiao Siteng’s words, Shen Daojun and Yue Qianhua were eclipsed. If even Xiao Si Teng can't see the depth of Qin Dong, does that mean that Qin Dong's cultivation is even stronger than Xiao Si Teng? Just how is this possible?

Just as Shen Daojun’s two hearts were shocked, Xuan Tianzi couldn’t hold it, his hand rushed, and his eyes worked hard, and he poured out hundreds of hands. The hundreds of palms are superimposed on each other, and in an instant, they become a terrible beam of light with the thickness of the bucket. This beam of light is condensed by the purest spiritual power of Xuan Tianzi. With a creepy roar, there is no doubt that once it is hit, there is only one result, which is turned into fly ash on the spot. .