Descent of the Phoenix

One of the remaining two of the islands, if you want to come out of her side, don't think about it.

At the same moment, the one-on-one night and the cloud call, which were first taken one step at a time, were once again sealed on the exit with no movement at all.

Even if you have a good day, don't think about it.

The mountains are flying and the treetops are rustling.

The East is still not close, Xuanyuan Che suddenly stopped in one step, the acupoints were passive, and the export of the East was destroyed.

Looking at the footprints left on the soil, Xuanyuan’s dark red eyes suddenly moved.

Two gestures were made silently backwards, but the mouth was cold and cold: "Look at the head."

The autumn marks and Yan Hu, who followed him, saw Xuanyuan’s gesture.

After a sudden surprise in the eyes, the two men looked at each other and looked at them. "Yes." Divided into two sides, each went.

Holding the soft sword in his hand, Xuanyuan’s mouth was invisible and a sneer appeared.

Waiting for the autumn mark and Yanhu have gone far, Xuanyuan Che coldly looked at the fretting tall grass: "I still don't need it, need an oligard please?"

The cold words bloom in the air, accompanied by a fiery red figure and a sharp, long whip.

Female respect.

His face was blue, his hair was tangled, his clothes were broken, and he was very embarrassed.

But the murderousness and resentment of the sky, but also the corresponding accumulation, superimposed.

Can't say a word, only crazy killing.

A cold sigh, Xuanyuan Che's soft sword in his hand shook and stepped forward.

A whip and a sword intersect, and immediately burst into a spark.

The two figures collided in the air at high speed.

The breeze flies, the clouds in the sky have no phase.

"Go." Set aside the exporting authority in the south, and Haoyue turned to lead Du Yi, and walked in the direction of Xuanyuan.