Descent of the Phoenix

"Xuanyuan Che is already dead." The sound of the solitary night is very cold and heavy.

When the voice fell, the hall of the Aoyunguo Palace was cold and cold, and a very bad feeling was shrouded in it. Even in such a hot season, everyone felt the back of the ridge cold.

Snow Holy Palace.

"How could this be?" The Snow Lord took his hands and walked around the hall. The sweat was like a small river coming down from his forehead.

"After the Golden State is now a grassroots soldier." Yun Zhao looked at the news from his hand and frowned.

This is less than a month's time. According to the time, Xuanyuan's coffin has not yet arrived in Tianchen Guodu. This is how the Nguyen Nine Island has already led the troops.

The five fingers gathered, and Yun’s face was a bit cold.

One thing is the same.

Xuanyuan Che is already dead, so there is no reason for this soldier in the island.

Tianchen Wang told them to kill, is this soldier to razed Tianchen to the ground? Killed the Tianchen country?

Shake his head so that the fool can do it.

Looking up at the window outside the rain after the rain, the cloud called suddenly inexplicably hit a chill.

The five fingers clenched the message from the hand.

Xuanyuan Che is no longer there, but the island is still coming, this...

Is this the case...

The summer atmosphere outside the window was strong, but Yun Zhao suddenly felt a cold wind on his back, with a cold cold.

The Hehe warship, covering the boundless waters, flew in the direction of the post-Golden country.

Dense and murderous.

With all the sharpness of the eye.

In the four hotspots of the Central Plains, in the hot weather, the news of the death of Tianchen Wangxuan’s thorns has not slowed down.

A new whirlwind rushed out.

Sending troops to the island and pushing the Central Plains.

Blue sky and white clouds, this summer can't be hot.