"You're looking for death!" An Xingyi was stunned for a moment, then became furious, roared loudly, and pointed his fingers towards Qin Dong's chest.
Seeing that Qin Dong had no intention of dodge and resist, Shen Daojun was worried that he did not know the power of the Soul-locking Finger and would suffer the consequences of his carelessness. He hurriedly reminded Qin Dong, "Be careful, Young Master Qin. His Soul-locking Finger is very powerful. You must not let him Hit!"
"Spirit locking finger?" Qin Dong pondered for a moment, and An Xingyi's finger was already on his chest.
"Haha... Go to hell!" An Xingyi laughed wildly, and the spiritual power in his body, like a torrent, crazily invaded Qin Dong's body through his fingertips. The journey was smooth, heading straight to Qin Dong's Yuan Mansion. But when An Xingyi was about to use his means to lock up Qin Dong's Yuan Mansion, he was stunned.
If An Xingyi's Yuan Mansion is a lake, then Qin Dong's Yuan Mansion is simply a vast ocean. Boundless, no end at all. An Xingyi is like a child standing on the beach, claiming that he wants to bring the customs into his own backyard. How ridiculous. [
In addition, compared to the power of chaos possessed by Qin Dong, the spiritual power cultivated by An Xingyi was as shabby as a piece of junk and not worth mentioning. Wanting to lock Qin Dong's Yuan Mansion was simply wishful thinking. An Xingyi's Soul Locking Finger was invincible, but when it came to Qin Dong, it was destined to be defeated.
"This is the Soul Locking Finger? It's not that good!" Qin Dong looked at the stunned An Xingyi and smiled coldly. The power of chaos suddenly counterattacked, and An Xingyi's spiritual power that invaded Qin Dong's body was instantly defeated. , the power of chaos rolled out crazily, and almost in an instant, An Xingyi's fingers turned into flesh under the light of the power of chaos.
"Ah!" The severe pain and the shocking pressure made An Xingyi horrified, and he screamed and staggered backwards.
"Impossible! You... your cultivation is not even weaker than our gang leader. This... this is absolutely impossible!" After being hit hard in an instant, An Xingyi couldn't recover for a long time. He looked at Qin Dong with dull eyes. Shake his head.
Qin Dong snorted coldly and looked away from An Xingyi. People like An Xingyi were really not worth mentioning in Qin Dong's eyes now.
"Senior Shen, what is going on? Who is the person who blew himself up just now?" Qin Dong asked Shen Daojun curiously.
Daojun Shen sighed and said slowly, "Young Master Qin, if you could have come a step earlier, maybe Mu Hong would not have died."
"Why, the person who blew himself up just now was actually Mu Hong?" Mu Fei and Mu Tiangang exclaimed almost at the same time.
Shen Daojun nodded heavily, with a strong look of regret on his face.
Qin Dong frowned and asked strangely, "Senior Shen, Mu Hong's death seems to make you very sad. Why is this?"
Qin Dong really didn't understand that if things were as he thought, then Shen Daojun and Mu Hong should have become mortal enemies. How could anyone be so sad and grieving for his enemy
"Mu Hong self-destructed, Mu Zhao was severely injured, and now there's An Xingyi. Brother Shen, what's going on?" Mu Fei was also confused and asked.
Shen Daojun sighed and told the whole story one by one. Especially when talking about what An Xingyi did, he gnashed his teeth and cursed angrily. Qin Dong's face became colder and colder when he heard this. Mu Fei and Mu Tiangang pointed directly at An Xingyi's nose and shouted loudly. He scolded his ancestors for eighteen generations.