Before the Tiangang Ancient Phoenix Clan revealed its true face, Ye Wuxian felt a powerful oppression accompanied by billowing dust and smoke surging on the top of the firmament.

Hearing the screams of the night without hatred, coupled with the subtle hints of Palmer's words, the image of a fierce falcon was born in his mind.

He stared at the sky, lest he miss the slightest detail.

The Purple Pole Howling Moon Wolf under the throne of Abaris let out an earth-shattering roar, this strange beast with the strength of the Fighting Emperor was fierce and approached the Wolf King, even if its quality was slightly inferior in some aspects, it was still not far behind. King Abareth's golden sword was dazzling, dazzling, and the flames of dissipation overflowed, showing the illusion of burning half the sky.

Looking at King Abares' troops, the various legions are distinctly bannered and well-armoured, and their individual strength may not be very outstanding, but the whole formed by thousands of people is completely seamless, like an invulnerable meteorite, mixed with an indomitable momentum, smashing into the billowing sand.

This kind of temperament is shocking, because it reminds Ye Wuqi of another army, although the Bright Clan troops are far from being able to match the name and military prestige of that unit, but the two have something in common in the spiritual realm. That army is the Dragon Army under the Singer of the Clouds, led by the Yellow Seal Commander!

The Royal Dragon Army has been born, but there is still no news about it on the rivers and lakes, as early as Taoli Villa, the night without hatred has done the news of the surging rivers and lakes, and now the calm and calm makes him feel very strange. Where has the Dragon Army gone these days?

But now is obviously not a good time to ponder this issue, and the next second, Ye Wuqiu's squinted eyes suddenly widened, and what he saw in front of him was completely beyond his expectations, because the true appearance of the Tiangang Ancient Phoenix Clan completely subverted his preconceived impression.

I saw that its feathers were glowing, the steps were glowing, the nine buds should be Lingrui, and the five colors became articles. The terrifying scene of its huge wings overwhelming the sky, each flap like a roaring hurricane, contrasted sharply with its light posture, its gentle flutter carrying a reflection of a kind of classical energy that seemed to be rigid and soft, and left under every path it traveled.

The image of the phoenix has existed in the poetry since ancient times, and the image that symbolizes auspiciousness appears every time it is the color of the rui, the fire nirvana, as the so-called "dragon is noble, lin is auspicious; phoenix is its virtue, nirvana fire is long." Such a hope born in despair not only carries the spirit of people who are not afraid of difficulties and dangers, but also carries the sustenance of the soul of the noble Zaoxue, just as the literati and ink writers wrote, "Thousands of miles, haunting unusual." Its ambition is still noble, and its virtue is not a few sounds. Non-sycamore trees do not live, non-bamboo food is not far away. If you don't swear it, you can't make a promise. ”

How did such a creature, which represented a symbol of culture, rush out of the smoke and soar into the air with its colorful tail feathers to fight against King Abareth's troops?

The night was speechless, and the sharp eagle-like image of a bird he had expected was swept away, replaced by admiration from his heart.

"It's a phoenix!" muttered Ye Wuqiu, "such an ancient beast with extremely noble bloodline—a totem-like beast, has actually appeared here. Halfway through the words of the night without hatred, he paused, and a little light flickered in his eyes, and he continued: "This trip is not worthwhile, this trip is not worthwhile, the white-faced scholar seems to put us in a desperate situation, but in fact it is a blessing and misfortune!"

Geremi was also surprised: "Your Highness, this Tiangang Ancient Phoenix can actually have a venerable bloodline equivalent to the Golden Flying Dragon, and such a bloodline can be said to contain the power of the wind and clouds in its purity!"

Phoclo took over and said, "This kind of bloodline is not so much the influence of the race, but the connotation of Hongmeng Lianming. The mystery of the origin of heaven and earth exists in these ancient bloodlines. ”

"Oh, how did you find out?" asked Ye Wuqi strangely, after all, it was surprising that a big man like Phoklo could understand such a truth.

"Back to my lord, the cultural atmosphere of Mai Enrui is very strong, and I have learned a lot about it. Phoclo touched the back of his head and smiled, "For example, the Templar Order of Geremi, which needs to arrange exams every month to distribute the money. Learning has been a tradition since ancient times, no matter how well-equipped the armament is, the world situation is so chaotic that it is no longer able to distinguish between them. ”

Ye Wuqiu nodded, secretly admiring, and focused his attention on the present.

It is said that when the phoenix rushed out, the dancing flames seemed to have spiritual intelligence, and its huge figure was revealed in a hulala. "Squeak-" The hiss that resounded through the sky made Qiankun change color, and the turbulent clouds and clouds shrouded the two sides like a four-fold ocean, and once they met, they even skipped the link of calling for greetings, and the strong men in the two camps rushed into the enemy formation as hard as they could.

The two sides are like two peerless divine weapons, putting on a posture of not making a decision and vowing not to give up.

The sky was chaotic in an instant, the phoenix feathers were scattered, the blood beads were like rain, the soldiers of the Guangming clan were brave and fearless, the sharp blades in their hands opened and closed, and beckoned to the weak point of the Tiangang Ancient Phoenix to greet them, and the phoenix's iron beak was like a hook, the wing feathers were sharp, and the strong airflow was a sharp weapon that it could rely on.

For a while, the number of soldiers of the Guangming Clan was far more than that of the Tiangang Ancient Phoenix, but when the billowing smoke and dust dissipated, Ye Wuxian found that the Tiangang Ancient Phoenix Clan only came to more than a thousand phoenixes this time.

"Whew-" The blazing flame erupted from the mouth of the leading Tiangang Ancient Phoenix like a highly poisonous corrosive ambergris, King Abaris roared, and the golden knife in his hand was raised high, and at the same time, the purple Extreme Howling Moon Wolf suddenly appeared in the air fluctuations hidden in the roar, and the light purple light wave circle spread, and the holy flame suddenly encountered obstacles and slowed down the erosion rate, and King Abares's attack immediately split the holy fire into two like cutting and splitting, and the powerful slash approached the Tiangang Ancient Phoenix with a huge golden light blade.

The Tiangang Ancient Phoenix continued to reverse and move, taking a changeable route with its flexible waist, easily avoiding King Abaris's attack. The golden blade of light shot fiercely into the sea of clouds, stirring up countless cloud patterns.

The Tiangang Ancient Phoenix screamed with murderous intent, and it became entangled with King Abareth, fighting farther and farther away, and finally broke away from the large army and fought in the air.

To tell the truth, Ye Wuqi is a little panicked in his heart at this moment, not for anything else, just because he watched the two great powers tear and entangle not far above his head, if one is not careful, such as just when the holy flame falls on top of his head, wouldn't it be that there are no bones left, and there is nowhere to reason for grievances?

"Don't panic, my lord, with me Phoclo here, they won't hurt you. Franklo seriously pierced the weakness of Ye Wuxi's heart, and provoked Ye Wuqi to be embarrassed.

"Okay, just like you, you still want to protect Your Highness. Graemi's eyes affected by the scar showed a look of disdain, and a strong fighting spirit suddenly swirled around his hands, staring intently at both sides of the battle to prevent accidents.

"Why do I have elm pimples. Phoclow's face was confused, but Grami didn't bother himself, he was bored, and he was concentrating at the moment.

The warriors of the Bright Clan, sword in hand, silently watched the battle in the sky, and the feat of defending their homeland seemed to be full of tragedy at any time. There was no sound but the roar of the drums of war and the noise of battle.

"Look, sir!" exclaimed Phocloe.

Ye Wuqiu looked in the direction of his signal, and saw that where the team of men and horses were fighting, the Tiangang Ancient Phoenix invaded and harassed with the power of thunder, and gilded light suddenly appeared between each Tiangang Ancient Phoenix and connected with each other.

The strong atmosphere of mystery spreads in all directions, and the bleak wind swells with inexplicable meaning.

This is...... The night is dumbfounded, because it may be difficult to find anything if it is limited to only a part, but if you look at the macro, the magical pattern is vivid!

Tiangang Ancient Phoenix draws an intriguing picture under the sky!

Of course, it is difficult for the Bright Clan in the fierce battle to see the whole thing, and they are not fully aware of the unusual things that are going on, so it is naturally difficult for them to ascend to the throne.

More than a thousand Tiangang Ancient Phoenix constantly adjusted their positions, and finally raised their heads and hissed in unison, the brilliant and immortal light shone on all beings, and the unparalleled power ejected the ancient Light Clan warriors who were still in shock far away.

King Abaris slashed open, and he and the Purple Peak Howling Moon Wolf had a heart-to-heart bond, and they jumped out of the battle circle, looking at the sky with horror on their faces.

The phoenix leader did not pursue, as if it had enough self-confidence, it proudly flapped its Luan Jin ancient wings, and its eyes showed disdain.

"Surrender and submit to the rule of my Tiangang Ancient Phoenix Clan. The phoenix leader spoke.

King Abaris took a deep breath, and there was no fear in his tone, but a little teasing: "You have really taken great pains for this war. ”

"A hundred phoenixes roll frost and snow, and a thousand phoenixes cover the sky. Do you still have to resist, Abareth?" the Phoenix Leader's tone was flat and unsentimental, as if it seemed to him that it was inevitable that the Ancient Light Clan would be destroyed.

"My Guangming clan is sincere in self-cultivation, moral and speechless, fearless and fearless. If you want to fight, why do you have so much nonsense? My Bright Clan would rather be broken than destroyed!" Abaris stared at the phoenix and roared, and the Purple Pole Howling Moon Wolf under him had an eerie look in his eyes.

The phoenix rose high, and the momentum of the sky carried a fierce wind blowing in all directions. At the same time, the loud and sharp seemed to convey a signal, and the momentum of more than a thousand Tiangang Ancient Phoenix was rising in the wind, and the powerful pressure made the clouds and fog linger, indescribable.

Seeing that something was wrong, King Abaris gently patted the mane of the Purple Extreme Howling Moon Wolf, and rose to his feet, turning his whole body into an arrow from the string and shooting fiercely at the leader of the phoenix.

At the same time, the Purple Peak Howling Moon Wolf's eyes revealed shrewd wisdom, and his throat was like lava boiling, and he turned into another ray of light and shadow and parted ways with King Abaris!

In the eyes of the phoenix leader, the powerful figure of King Abareth, who looked like a meteorite falling, continued to enlarge, and the golden blade of light came first!