Descent of the Phoenix

In the volleyball, the arrow came from all directions, and it was necessary to shoot the three kings of the sacred islands surrounded by them into a hedgehog.

"Go." A violent drink, the three kings violently rise, jumped to three or four feet, pedaling the rocket, as fast as lightning, rushed toward the periphery.

With the enemy, even if they are able to pass the sky, once they fall into the encirclement, they will not die.

It is now the best policy to fall into the ambush circle.

The high station and the Xuanyuan Che on the star-picking temple, seeing this cold, a mention of the big bow on the star pavilion.

The golden arrow is bowed and the silver bow is wide open.

Xuanyuan Che looked at the fire king who was the first to appear.

In an instant, I saw a golden light wearing a cloud and breaking the moon. Under the bright moonlight, a golden arc was drawn, and the deafening sound of tearing the air made people feel scared.

The golden rivalry, if you enter the uninhabited territory, pass by, who can stop.

The golden arrow broke through, and the Guards Rockets, which were hidden in the surrounding area, did not know how many times faster. The blink of an eye had already reached the front of the Fire King.

"Oh." Just heard a soft bang, **** chapped, spilled into the sky.

In the 10,000-odd rocket, the dark sky shines like a white, everyone sees it.

The fire king was in vain, and it was intended to open the arrow that came out of the air.

I didn't want to break the air, but I only opened the golden arrow half an inch, and I couldn't make it. The golden arrow shot and passed, and Xuanyuan Che shot an arrow.

The figure was wrong, and the force of the king passing by was seen by this, and he grabbed the fire king, and his body shape flashed, and he rushed to the rocket.

"A good Tianchen Wang, this 仗 we recognize, the next time it is not so easy."

The darkness of the night, the sound of indifference, floated from the sky.

The wrists are raised, Xuanyuan Che grabs the silver bow, and is still colder than the drug king's voice: "The widows are always with you."

"Anytime……"

Xuanyuan Che has not yet fallen, the autumn marks below, Murong invincible, Yan Hu, and others followed the shouting.

Thousands of people screamed in the night sky, and the curtains rolled up and the sky was majestic.