Descent of the Phoenix

Ouyang Yufei can't say anything in a moment, heaven, fly, God...

At the bottom of the battlefield, there were soldiers who saw the strangeness in the sky.

Suddenly one pass ten, ten pass hundred, instant effort, all the two parties who are fighting have stopped to look at each other, looking up at the two figures flying from the sky, full of shock.

Fly over and travel around the world.

Heaven is a fly in the air.

With wings, descend from the sky.

Unheard of, unseen.

"God gods show up..."

Spreading wings, this is something that people of this era can’t imagine.

The hands clasped together, subconsciously thought that they saw the gods, all the soldiers on the battlefield were shocked, revered, and bowed to the **** who descended from the sky.

After a wave of waves, I stumbled down my body.

The respect and worship on that face is the sincerity that has never been seen before.

Flying over, the moon hangs a glider, flying over the top ten soldiers of the Southern Song Dynasty, and hovering toward Tianchen's Terracotta Army.

Seeing that Haoyue and Xuanyuan Che fell to this side of the camp, Ouyang finally recovered after a moment of flying.

At the moment, if you don’t say anything, you will rush to the place where Haoyue and Xuanyuan are going to fall.

Haoyue and Xuanyuan Che will not fly. He knows better than anyone else. It must be that the four are not like it. The four that took a lot of time to make a month are not working.

Ouyang Yufei is interested in flying, and rushes forward like a fly.

One leaned over and flew, and Haoyue and Xuanyuan fell straight to the stunned Chen Si.

Not waiting for the moon to stop, a flying body fell, has already returned to the Xuanyuan Che of God, a flying horse jumped onto Chen Si, a sword in his hand, a loud voice: "Chong."