The Secret of the Seal

The first two hundred and forty-two chapters rekindled!

"Yu Jinxiu, I didn't expect you to have it today?" Just when everyone was entangled in despair, the choice of the body to pick up the body shape, floating in front of the splendid.

Yu Jinxiu's face was pale as paper, and his body was soaked with sweat. Showing the ultimate sword, he has already squeezed his last strength. At this time, even if it is a moving finger, it is a luxury.

"Painting the heart, what do you want to do?" Cold Weidong hurriedly will be behind him, glaring at the heart.

Leng Weidong’s drinking voice fell, Nan Huairen, Pang Qiu, and Feng Lang rushed over and stood side by side with Leng Weidong, forming a line of defense that separated the choice of heart. [

Painted his heart and swept his eyes, sneered and said: "You four should not think that if you join hands, you can beat me to choose your heart?"

Do not blame the choice of the heart to reveal such a contemptuous look, among the four people who are the highest in the cold Weidong, is only a seven-level situation, the other three are six, how could it be the choice of the nine-level monk Opponent?

"Can you, you have to try it before you know!" Cold Weidong had already had a desperate thought, and immediately responded in a cold voice.

"I don't know how high the earth is!" The choice of the heart to kill the machine, and when the body was standing up, it was like a layer of ice, and it was cold and cold, which made people dare not approach.

"Stop!" Tu Jiexin is about to kill four people, and the black dragon's anger has spread.

Painted his heart and turned his head and smiled at him. "Long Zun, these little donkeys don't need you to shoot, I will send them out."

"Still! The old man keeps them useful!"

"Ah?" The choice of heart was awkward. He asked, "Dragon, what is the use of these wastes?" Don't look at the black dragon's minions, but they don't understand the black dragon's mind. Because of this, he will be more afraid of the Black Dragon.

The black dragon's evil laughed a few times, the faint road "I am not interested in being a light pole commander! I want to keep them, execute my will, conquer the world for me!"

"Don't dream! You think that we are all like him, will be willing to be your running dog?" Cold Weidong pointed at the splendid, cold and cold.

"I am afraid that you can't say anything!" The black dragon's look is colder, and the toes are only a little bit on the ground, an invisible force, and the cold Weidong is flying out. Such a means can no longer be described as amazing.

The black dragon didn't take a look at the cold Weidong who flew out. He turned to look at the emperor and other emperors. He said, "The old man can give you time to think about it. If you want to return to the old man, you can live for the old man. You can live! Only death!"

"Is this the final outcome?" The emperor's look is full of sorrow. The joy and excitement brought to him by the previous triumphant victory has already turned into dust and disappeared. Everyone has paid so much effort, and the situation that has only been exchanged has been turned into a black dragon in the breath. They all say that there is no fairness in this world, but this **** is too unfair. The Emperor Anzhen is not reconciled, every cell of the body is screaming with anger. He can feel that other people have the same feelings as him. If you are not willing to be a means of killing, I am afraid that Black Dragon will die thousands of times now.

"Ahn, what are you still hesitating? You lost, since you lose, you have to accept the reality. In addition to surrender, do you have any other way to choose?" The sneer on the face of the heart, in the emperor's The constant enlargement in the eyes is not bad.