Descent of the Phoenix

The dewdrops fell to the ground, and the moon only felt a blink of an eye. With the flying as the center point, all the vegetation became withered and radiated.

The flowers are withered and the trees are withered.

Repeatedly overlapping, before and after.

The icy face quickly rose into a horror, and the moon looked at the scene in front of him, the first time I couldn’t speak.

It is a kind of seeing withered, it is a kind of wave that almost rolls forward like a wave, so clearly capture all life, all green.

Wherever passed, the trees of more than a dozen feet were fast and deciduous, and the green leaves sprang from the sky. In a moment, only the bare trunks remained.

The butterflies, bees, and birds that play in the flowers are like an invisible wall that has fallen from the air and lost traces of life.

The range of withering is getting bigger and bigger and wider.

Almost a blink of an eye, the original fairy tales of the birds and flowers, the butterfly fairy dance, completely into a dead silence.

Wherever the line of sight is, only the withered flowers and grass, only the extinct bird butterfly, only the heavy depression.

All the life in this heaven and earth is taken away from life in a flash, and the rest is only the silence and desolateness of death.

Just two drops of water, within ten miles, the grass does not stay, and everything is extinguished.

A cold fist in the clenched fist, it was cold sweat.

A very good poison, so I ignored all the power, and Hao Yue slowly glanced at the place where the line of sight was, a piece of wither, a bleak.

If such a poison goes down to the site of Tianchen, go down to the palace...

A month of cold war, such speed and strength, what can be resisted.

This is just a reward for saving one's life. The little means is already so powerful. If...

That day, that Xuanyuan Che...

Slowly closing your eyes, this ability, no wonder can make a few countries fear, now how they are opponents.

"This is just the most common. There are people with identity there. Murong Yuyue, the inheritance of the millennial forces, is not idle.