Descent of the Phoenix

The blue sky of the sky, the blue is intoxicating, makes people feel relaxed and happy.

This is the ninth morning after entering the main island of the island.

After the third level, the woods have all withered and disappeared.

The night before was still green and leisurely.

Now, it has become a black soil that is not alive.

The red venom naturally dissipated and solidified after a night's wind blowing. At this time, there was no threat.

"Let's go." After finishing the whole clothes, Ouyang went forward and walked forward.

The morning light of the sky sprinkled through the clouds of the sky.

A stream of light flutters, a golden flying.

There are a few people in a row, no one speaks, and walks silently forward.

After a few miles, I turned a mountain.

In front, the sturdy mountain of the eternal glory finally unfolded all its grace and fierceness in front of everyone.

The black mountain is standing straight in front of Haoyue and others.

Looking up at the moon, the sharp mountain in front of the eyes is like a needle, towering up, almost piercing the sky.

The white clouds floated in the middle of the mountain.

Filament smoke enveloped it.

Let the top of the mountain be looming, adding more sacred gas.

Xuanyuan looked up slightly, and on the huge mountain wall in the lower part of the mountain of Wansong, the engraving of the four characters of the dragon and the phoenix dance.

Dominate the world.

The black font is almost integrated with Montenegro.

But that arrogance, that looks at the world's everything is fierce and proud.

But it is revealed from the line between the words.

That is a mania that dominates the world.

Xuanyuan Che slightly raised his eyebrows, but he did not see his people, but the momentum has been so great.

The Yunzhao, standing next to Haoyue and Xuanyuan, did not look up at the Wanshan Mountain, and his eyes were flat.

I saw it from the bottom of their feet.

The Baiyu Avenue shop opened to Chen, and continued to the foot of the Wanshen Mountain.

The tall white jade ladder, extending one step at a time.

In the dazzling golden light, there is a sacred, dazzling brilliance.

The jade steps are high and upward, and I don’t know a few thousand steps.

At the end of the jade, a golden hall stands tall.