The phoenix dove followed the light of the pearl of the night and looked forward, and his head was ...... There are two corners.

"-Brush!" Monsters hit directly.

It slammed into the dove desperately, as if it were about to crush it to pieces!

The phoenix dove waved his hand, and the stone walls on both sides instantly converged inward, and the width of the entire rock wall stuck him in the room, unable to move.

Four claws and six fingers, with dragon horns on the crown of the head......

And even a true dragon like Ao Yan is only five fingers.

The other four fingers are just decadent pythons who want to become dragons!

"-Black Dragon!" The phoenix dove spoke almost without thinking.

There are many rumors about the black dragon, and some people say that the black dragon is the body of darkness that the true dragon evolves from, and it has more power than the real dragon, so people are afraid of it and drive it into the demon race.

It is also rumored that the black dragon and the phoenix are the parents of the chaotic period of heaven and earth, but the power of the black dragon to create the world has been exhausted, and it will degenerate more and more in the future. Finally merged into the sea, and was crushed by the original blood branch, the new dragon, and then was driven into the demon race.

It is also rumored that after falling into the demon, if he is not purified in the void and does not repent, his resentment can tear his skin and shed scales and turn into a vengeful black dragon......

There are too many sayings, but what Feng Jiu can be sure of is that the black dragon in front of him is definitely not easy to bully.

The black dragon roared, condensing a ball of spells from the dragon's mouth, blooming with dazzling light, as if it was about to explode the surrounding rocks.

However, before the dark spell ball in his mouth could take shape, it gasped and fell to the ground with a bang.

It seems that before the phoenix dove came, it had been fighting for a long time......

Since this dragon no longer had any physical support, the phoenix dove didn't bother to pay attention to it, and directly bypassed the black dragon, looking for the bitter cold grass in front of him.

All he thought about was Qing Wei, so he didn't have the heart to worry about a dragon.

"Phoenix......

His voice was low, as heavy as lead, mixed with an unknown smell, accompanied by a sneer.

……

For some reason, when the phoenix dove walked, he always felt that there was a person behind him, staring at him closely.

But when he looked back, he couldn't see any shadow, everything seemed to be his illusion.

I don't know when his original peaceful days have been broken, and now every day seems to be no different from him, but it is no longer the same......

A crisis is coming.

——Cute pet enemy: Lord Fox King begs to be let go——

——If you think it's brain-burning, you can watch it a few more times——

When the phoenix dove returned, the sky in the entire Fengling Palace was gloomy, especially on the edge of the sycamore forest, and a large dark cloud enveloped it.

The clouds couldn't be lower, as if a large rock was hanging above it and could fall down the palace at any moment.

The wind outside was not small, constantly scraping leaves from the plane trees and beating on the doors and windows, shaking the delicate carved wooden doors and windows of Fengling Palace to the point of "collapsing".

The huge palace is now as decadent as a wooden house hanging on an isolated island.

This was the first time Feng Chu had seen such bad weather, and he thought to himself, probably because the fairy world was about to enter the middle of summer. He closed the window tightly and sealed the crack in the window.

Who expected that this side would be done, and that side would be blown over by the wind.

The prescription that had been placed on the rosewood table also flew away with the gust of wind.

Before Feng Chu could reach out to catch it, the prescription was torn apart by the strong cold wind the moment he entered the outer hall.

In the midst of the scraps of paper, he saw a familiar face.

The man's face was peerless, and his phoenix eyes were so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it.