Descent of the Phoenix

Still flamboyant in a golden white robe, he nodded and walked up late, looking up at the small gap on the stone door that looked quite inconspicuous.

A circular notch.

Stretching out his hand and slowly shaking out the two rings in his hand, the eyes of the lonely night are still deserted, and there is not much mood swing, like the wealth of the sky, any country that has the wealth to annex the forces of the world, in his eyes Not too much.

"One and a half." Yun Zhao put down the map in his hand and took out the ring fragments in his sleeve.

I tried my best and did countless homework. Today, I really got this real key. In the meantime, it’s sinister and my heart. It’s really not for outsiders.

"Yeah." Hum, a solitary night, what did not say anything extra, slowly stretched out the two pieces of the ring in the hand to stick to the stone door gap.

The contract that has already been established, half of the ones of Aoyun and Xuesheng, has nothing to say. The Southern Song Dynasty can clearly modify the plank road, and the darkness of Chen Cang, Xue Sheng is not so good.

The three pieces of debris were tightly attached to the stone door that had been dead for four or five hundred years.

A dark fire flashed, and a heart was shocked.

Everyone is determined to look at the big stone door, is it true? is fake? Is it really a treasure, or everything is just a legend of wild history.

The fist was tightly gripped, and the whole heart was lifted up.

No one is not nervous, no one is not excited.

In the brightly lit fire that shines on this side, the three pieces that are calm and waveless are pieced together into a circular piece of debris, and suddenly slamming lightly.

Then in the eyes of everyone in this side, it slowly turned.

One circle, two circles, three circles.

It seems that there is an invisible hand that pushes it to rotate, and the ring rotates regularly.

Recently, in the front of Shimen, the solitary night and the cloud call to see this, immediately stepped back two steps, far away.

Starlight, silver moonlight sprinkled.

In the meantime, the stone gate that has not been opened for hundreds of years, in a silver world, the sound of screaming, slowly opened.