The Secret of the Seal

The first thousand and thirty-one chapters are not men!

"Get out of the way!" Feng Lang was in a hurry, and at the same time angered and ignited, almost lost his reason. See someone blocking, no nonsense, after a burst of drink, wave your hand.

What a terrible phoenix wave in anger, this palm wave, at least condensed his more than 80% of the spiritual power, just like a mad dragon, screaming at the six four-level monks.

Wen Xingfan is here to prepare six four-level monks. The blast of Feng Lang, although the mighty is unusual, but it is not so easy to ask the six four-level monks. Before the phoenix wave was shot, the six fourth-level monks were well prepared. When they saw the palms, the six people had already accumulated the spiritual power, and at the same time released, like six swordsman blades, hitting from the side. Shang Yang wave's palm strength.

Although Feng Wang’s palm is fierce, he can’t stand the wheel battle of six people. Not counting the phoenix wave, the second wave of attacks, the six people will preemptively, with six spiritual waves, forming a large net, completely covering the shape of Feng Lang. The repair of Feng Lang was higher than the six people. Although he was not afraid of the attack of six people, he had to set his body shape and could not go any further. [

The six people's spiritual powers were defeated, and the eyes of Feng Lang at this time have been turned into a 'blood sea' because of extreme anger and hatred.

"You are looking for death!" Feng Lang gnawed his teeth and spit out four words. The voice was cold and biting, as if from the nine hell.

The six four-level monks heard the sounds and the face changed slightly.

"Feng Lang, here is the site of the Seven Stars. You have to be wild here, you can think clearly!" said a four-level monk.

"I don't care who is the site here, who dares to hurt my sister a hair, I want his life!" Feng Lang worded, showing that he has a determination to fight hard.

Six four-level monks looked at each other. One of them said, "We have orders to let you in, but you are not allowed to make trouble. The task of my six is ​​to stare at you and not let you mess!"

"Do not talk nonsense! I want to go in!"

Six four-level monks walked aside and showed a passage "Please!"

At this time, the phoenix wave, full of thoughts are all Feng Yi, simply can not turn other thoughts. Regardless of whether Wen Xingfan had dug a trap for him, Feng Lang only screamed and slammed into the restricted area of ​​the Seven Stars.

Under the guidance and surveillance of six four-level monks, Feng Lang quickly came to the execution place. Far from seeing the phoenix phoenix tied to the high platform, the cheeks were red and swollen, and the mouth was overflowing with blood. It was obviously hurt. Feng Yang’s heart seemed to have a bomb exploding. The blood was under the anger of anger. It was like a gust of wind that swept through his whole body and mind.

"Hey!" Fenglang screamed, and the sound broke through the sky.

While waiting for the ‘good play’, Wen Xingfan, Mu Bai, Yan Xiu and representatives of several major sects, they heard this roar and turned their eyes to the past.

"Ha ha ha... The good show is finally open!" Wen Xingfan said with a big laugh.

"You look at the surname Feng, I am afraid I have to go crazy!" Yan Xiu pointed at Feng Lang, happy smile.

"Is it crazy? Hey... this hasn't started yet!" Wen Xingfan was also very satisfied with the effect on his eyes, and laughter continued.