The Secret of the Seal

Changqi's speed is indeed fast, but this greenish streamer is even more scary. In a twinkling of an eye, it has approached Changqi. (Fiction Network www>

Chang Qi, who was mad at escaping, always pays attention to the movement behind him. Until he escaped to a dozen feet, he saw that Qin Dong did not get up to chase. The mind was slightly settled. After escaping a dozen feet, Chang Qi’s heart was completely settled.

Speed ​​has always been the most proud of Chang Qi, in his view, the difference is a few dozen, even if Qin Dong is more powerful, it is impossible to catch up. The mood was only slightly relaxed, and the odd chest was blocked. How often has he been so embarrassed? Today, not only lost people, but even the fate was almost lost. My heart decided to go back. After I went back, I would not only let the eternal eternal annihilation, but also ask the emperor to personally go out and make sure that Qin Dong was removed. Qin Dong’s cultivation left him with a very deep impression. At this time, he remembered Qin Dong, and his heart almost involuntarily raised a fear that could not be contained. He has always looked down on the human monk, and he never dreamed of it. There are such terrible characters among the human monks. What makes him even more shocked is that Qin Dong is still so young. If it is a fake, will it become even more terrible? For a moment, Chang Qi identified Qin Dong as the biggest enemy of the Illusion.

Just as Chang Qi flew and thoughts were flying, suddenly, a powerful and powerful pressure came from behind him, and he suddenly shrouded him. Chang Qi’s heart was shocked, and even a few shudders were heard. Looking back, I’m just a little bit of soul flying, and I’m scared to death.

I don't know when, a greenish stream of light has already forced him less than five feet behind him. The stream is gorgeous and gorgeous, but he can still see clearly. He is wrapped in the streamer, which is the sword he can't put down on weekdays. [

Chang Qi likes this sword very much. He never leaves easily. Every time he has leisure, he will take it out and watch it as a treasure. But now, this sword, which he deeply loves, has become a sharp blade for his life, which Changqi never thought of.

Seeing the streamer getting faster and faster, constantly close to the distance with myself, often strange and shocked and anxious, I don’t want to go back and take a picture of the past, only to be able to stream light even if it is one inch, he can also take the opportunity Open it.

What he didn't think of was that he took the palm of his hand and it was like smashing the horse's nest, which brought him big troubles. But listening to the slamming threshold of the air, the original is just a stream of light, just like a fireworks, suddenly blown open, the moment of work, originally only a stream of stream, but turned into a piece, like a The sky curtain came to the encirclement of Chang Qi, and the power suddenly surged more than ten times.

Chang Qi did not react until this time, and this stream of light was actually hidden.

Chang Qi was too late to be upset and regretted, and hurriedly exerted the spiritual power of the whole body, and turned out a slap in the face, and successively rushed to the green ‘the sky curtain’ that was constantly squeezing toward him.

"Isn't it still?" When he saw Chang Qi's move, Qin Dong gave a break and said that it was a little empty. The green sword hanging high above Changqi's head suddenly trembled and made a very sharp and screaming, from the air. Going straight down and going straight to the odds.

"Ah!" Chang Qi is chilling and screaming, and exclaims his exhalation. He is about to raise his palm to meet. The green sword suddenly turns out thousands of true and false swords, which is like a mighty sword rain. Falling toward Chang Qi Xun.

"Save..." Changqi subconsciously wants to call for help, but only shouted out a word, the sword rain has fallen, and only the bright and colorful blood flowers are constantly flying, only a few seconds before and after the gap, often strange Being shackled into a **** fog, the soul flies nine!