Descent of the Phoenix

Seeing Xuanyuan Che’s action, the surrounding Yanhu and other confidants couldn’t help but rush out with Xuanyuan Che.

Separately chasing, in the direction of all who can leave, so many people to find, better than a person.

Although there are counts in the hearts of the big confidants, perhaps their Wang Hao may have already...but no one dares to say this.

As the rushed away, the entire palace began to move.

"Tianchen Wang, Xuanyuan Che."

Just as everyone rushed out of the hall, a sudden burst of noise came from the sky, and the voice was cold and smoldering.

It was like a thunder, blasting in the sky, without disguising the arrogance and violent.

Xuanyuan stepped down and looked up.

In the golden light, I saw only six figures walking on the top of a beautiful palace.

Seemingly slow paced, but the speed is extremely fast, the moment before is still far away, the latter moment, six people have stood tall on the top of the palace in front of Xuanyuan Che.

A black, blue, red, green, white, gold.

Five men and one woman, lined up with the palace.

The looks are different and don't look beautiful or beautiful.

Look or cold, or indifferent, or enchanting, or careless.

However, there is a strong atmosphere in the six people, which brings together the atmosphere of this completely singularity, giving people a feeling of a sense of unity. A six-person is actually a person's feeling.

Standing against the light, people are almost squinting, but they all carry the gloomy that is completely apostate with this golden light.

"Who?" A big drink, Yan Hu and others immediately stopped their pace, pulling the sword across the front of Xuanyuan Che, looking up at the six people.