The Secret of the Seal

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The ninth ninety-nine chapter is cold and ruthless!

"Hunting Saint? Hahaha... How can someone like you be worthy of a 'sacred' word? God, is your eyes awkward?" Cold, different voices screamed and screamed, It’s hard to be angry, and words are hard to describe.

"Cold Master, you can say less." Anzhen Emperor's urgent cold sweat, and even discouraged. [

"I want to say!" Cold difference seems to have put aside life and death, a pair of eyes full of ridicule, staring at the hunting saint, said "Yu Jinxiu, do you know why you can not break through the eight-level bottleneck? Just because You have no conscience!"

"You said that I don't have a conscience?" Yu Jinxiu's fist smashed again.

"Yes! Do you know what is the most terrible thing for a person? Nothing else, there is no conscience. If you don't have a conscience, then you are no longer a person, but a humanoid animal!"

"You...you are really alive!" Yu Jinxiu was shivering in a cold and different voice. He slammed his hand and gently turned it over. The cold figure was floating in the air without his control. .

From the spiritual power of Jinxiu, it is like a chain of chains, invading the cold and different bodies, locking the spiritual power in his Yuanfu, and locking up the life, letting the cold be different, and thinking about moving even a trace.

Yu Jinxiu, the peak of the eighth grade, is different from the cold, and it is not only a little bit stronger.

"If you have a surname, you will kill me! I am cold and different, if I frown, then like you, it is a head animal!"

"Damn!" The cold and different provocations have already exceeded the bottom line of Jinxiu. At this time, listening to this, it is even more furious. The five fingers are bent like hooks, and the different spiritual forces that bind the cold suddenly strengthen. Yu Jinxiu reluctantly supported for a few seconds, and could not help but spit out the big mouth.

"Hunting the predecessors!" Seeing the cold can not stand, the life is threatened, the emperor's voice is sinking, and the face "color" is also dignified. "Hunting the predecessors, can you look at the face of you, let the cold master go?"

In the presence of the Hunting Sacred, the Emperor Anzhen has always claimed to be a younger generation, and placed himself in a position lower than the hunting sacred. At this time, he used the ‘朕’ to see how eager he was to keep the cold.

Unfortunately, Hunting did not put him in his eyes, and did not give him face. The voice of the Emperor of Anzhen has not yet landed, and the holy saint will rudely say, "Nothing is yours, go and go!"

"Hunting Saint!" The attitude of Hunting Sacred has clearly surpassed the bottom line of Emperor Anzhen. The Emperor of Anzhen screamed with anger, and it was a bit of a mighty power.

In the frenzied brow of Jinxiu, he turned his head and looked at the anonymous with anger, and sneered, "Why, you want to kill the old man?"

An Zhenqiang endured the anger in his heart, saying, "Your cultivation is so high, I don't want to kill you. I just want to kill you. It is also the king of a country. It rules over hundreds of millions of people. Is your cultivation high? Can you kill all the people in the world?"

"You are threatening me?" Yu Jinxiu's voice is cold as iron.

An Zhen took a long breath and was bitter in his heart. I would like to invite you to Jinshan, but I didn’t expect anyone to ask for it. Instead, it will be completely offended by Jinxiu. However, in order to cool the different "sexual" lives, he can't manage that much.

"Don't dare! Just 朕 歹 is also the king of a country. It is still very weighty to speak in the celestial empire. I don't want to be enemies with the hunter, but I don't want to hunt you to make you too embarrassed."

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