The Secret of the Seal

The first thousand and thirty-four chapters are bloody!

The master of Black Humen took a step forward, and Bai Yuzong and several other factions also sent masters. Mu Bai smiled and said to Wen Xingfan, "The head of the literary head, there are seven masters of the martial art, those who can not afford to break the waves. But just in case, let us quickly send Fenglang on the road? ”

Wen Xingfan’s mouth squinted upwards, and his heart sneered. If you want to kill Feng Lang, he can do it by waving his hand. The scattered repairs that can be gathered by Feng Lang are not so good. Once he had killed the phoenix wave here, the seven sects were withdrawn, and he was not asked to go to the seven-star group to deal with the angry sorcerers. At that time, even if the Seven Stars can be preserved, I am afraid that the casualties will be heavy and the strength will plummet.

It’s not that Wen Xingfan’s belly is a gentleman’s heart. It’s really that he knows the guys in front of him.

Cold and cold smile, Wen Xingfan's faint road "I still feel a little bit safe, waiting for us to disperse those scattered repairs and not to be late."

Mu Bai’s face was tight, and he said, “Wen’s head, beware of night dreams, wow.”

"Oh... no! The seven sects join forces to dispel those who are in the rave, isn’t it a minute?"

Mu Bai brows a wrinkle, and the heart of the eighteenth generation of the ancestors of Wen Xingfan, had to be sulking, waiting for news from outside.

At this time, on the periphery of the seven-star restricted area, the situation is unusually tense. Gathered in the mouth of the darkness, the distraction of the throat of the darkness, almost all received news, as if it were torrents from all sides, the momentum gradually grew. Although the Seven Stars were ready in advance, they were still thin. If it is not the masters of the seven major sects who come to support in time, they are afraid that the defense line under the cloth will have been broken by the scattered repairs.

"You guys, can't you live enough?" Seeing the help of the seven sects of the sect, the deputy head of the Seven Stars, Wan Li, ascended to the road.

This Wanli is the deputy head of the Seven Stars, and it is also a figure. Not long ago, we broke through the five-level situation, and it is even more incomprehensible. At this time, the face of the haze, looking at the many scattered repairs in front of me, unabashedly bloomed and murderous.

"Put the phoenix heroes!" Someone shouted loudly during the dispersal, and the shouts did not fall, so they made a tsunami-like call in the process of dispersal.

Although there are many people in the field of dispersal, they are mostly disrepaired. There are no more than ten monks in the third-level environment. There are about twenty or thirty people in the first and second levels. The rest are all those who have not broken through the congenital. This strength is obviously very shabby in front of the masters of the seven major sects. Therefore, despite the fact that the scattered people are not so small, Wan Li is not in the eye.

Hearing the shouts of the distractors, Wan Li scorned the words "You don't want to dream! Feng Lang volunteered to die on his sister's death, maybe it has now become a pile of ashes!"

When Wan Li’s words came out, he immediately caused an uproar in the process of dispersal.

"They killed Feng Daxia, everyone fights with them!" The irritated scatter was red-eyed, and I didn't know who shouted. Hundreds of scattered repairs immediately rushed toward the Seven Gates. Come up.

"I don't know how to live! Kill!" Wan Li screamed and slammed his hand to the most crowded place. The five-level monk’s majestic palms directly bombed dozens of scattered repairs.