Purple thunder fell, and the whole sky was dyed red in an instant. Yancheng was as bright as day under the light of the pink awn.

"The wind blows fast --!"

A fury, white Chen mobilize the whole body spirit power, foot horizontal move, a shadow flash by, and purple thunder is also split to his original place.

Boom!

A loud noise wakes all the people in the Bai family from their sleep. When all the people open the doors and windows one after another, they look dull and panic.

Like the end of the world sky, clouds rolling and moving, huge black vortex roaring in the sky, gradually emitting a dazzling purple awn.

At this time, Bai Chen's courtyard has been blown up by a cloud of smoke, and he, at the critical moment, jumps to the corridor to escape the thunder.

But!

Looking at the restless thunder clouds in the sky, Xia Daotian gaped: "to become a spirit Master, shouldn't we just meet a thunder disaster? Why is there still restlessness in the clouds?"

Sweat soaked Bai Chen's eyes, dripping splash, he slowly raised his head, looking up at the purple awn in the black vortex, face more ferocious.

"NIMA, don't you want to play with me?"

All of a sudden, another thunderbolt came down. It was very fast, and it had already been blasted into the White House in the blink of an eye.

Boom!

Another loud noise, huge mushroom cloud soared in the sky, gravel all over the sky.

"Boss!"

Xia Daotian finally can't help but exclaim, is this heaven against Bai Chen?

In the mushroom cloud, an extremely embarrassed figure flies backward, draws a black line, and smashes into the collapsed house.

Under the debris, Bai Chen forced to stand up, and the blood spilled from the corner of his mouth made him more angry.

Staring at the purple thunder cloud that condenses again in the black vortex, Bai Chen glares at the sky and finally roars at the sky, pointing to the sky and scolding: "my God, your ancestors, come on, split me!"

Under the hysterical roar, the ferocious white Chen, like a wild beast with crazy hair, roars in the dark wind.

"If heaven does not allow me, then I will overturn heaven and earth and stain the sky with blood --!"

In a flash, the third thunder again split, this time faster, just a blink of an eye, hit into the white Chen's position.

Once again, the whole city of Yancheng was in a panic

Fengyan Dynasty, Phoenix Temple.

An old man in red robe, with a negative hand overlooking the endless starry sky, his face full of horror.

The earth suddenly vibrated violently, and one room after another lit up candlelight, shouts, screams, one after another.

Soon, the void behind the old man twisted, and a girl appeared out of thin air.

This woman's flaming red robe dances in the night wind, and outlines her graceful figure. From a distance, it looks like a red lotus blooming in the night and a red star floating in the sky.

"Junran, here you are." The old man's voice rarely trembles.

If you only listen to this voice, you can't imagine that he is the most prominent Phoenix Temple master in the whole dynasty, and the person worshipped and revered by the world - Phoenix King!

"Grandfather..." The girl, known as junran, is staring at the mountain in the distance with a pair of frosty eyes. She is shocked: "how can the stone tablet of rosefinch be so restless?"

The old man heaved his breath and shook his head slowly: "I don't know. However, the existence that can make the rosefinch tablet so restless will never be a good kind!"

"Just restlessness..." The girl lowered her face, with an unbelievable look in her eyes.

What she felt was clearly the fear of the rosefinch monument!

Rosefinch, one of the four gods in ancient times, was born in Nirvana. Although it has fallen, its spirit still exists. It has protected the Phoenix Temple for thousands of years.

Now, is the soul of rosefinch afraid of something?

What can make rosefinch fear? How can it exist in this world?!

She didn't believe that she had never heard of anyone or Warcraft in the world who was stronger than rosefinch!

Looking forward to the majestic city of Wei'an in front of me, the old man was shocked slightly in his old age: "if you think that our Fengyan king has been in power for thousands of years, and your majesty has been gracious to our Phoenix Temple for thousands of years, I will protect your Majesty's Imperial City and your Majesty's world even if I am broken to pieces!"

Sonorous solemn oath, listen to the girl behind eyes flashing tears.

The sleeve of the small hand into a fist, the girl's noble face, the emergence of incomparable pride.

"Grandfather, please don't worry. As long as I'm Chu junran, the evil forces won't touch any inch of the land of Fengyan dynasty!"

The words are exhausted, the space turns around again, and the girl's figure disappears like the wind.

“……”

The girl's awe inspiring, let the old man's face gradually restored calm.

She is the star of hope of Phoenix Temple, and also the most outstanding talent of Phoenix Temple for thousands of years. Her words may really reshape the glory of Phoenix Temple in ancient times!The back mountain of the capital

On a high peak surrounded by clouds, an old man in a plain robe gazes at the starry sky. His eyes are empty and he doesn't know what he is thinking.

"Master, the just evil breath is stronger than ever!" Behind him, a young man in white was shocked.

"Well, that breath of soul is really powerful..." The old man who spoke was xuanlao, the most powerful person in the Dynasty and the dean of Shengtian college!

"Breath of soul?" The young man in white shirt was stunned: "can the human soul produce a breath covering millions of miles of mountains and rivers?"

Xuanlao took back his eyes, looked at the boy in white shirt and said with a smile, "of course not. I'm afraid it's the soul power of Warcraft."

"Warcraft?" The young man in white shirt clenched the sword around his waist, and his killing intention appeared in his eyes: "master, Warcraft is cruel and afraid of death. Please allow the disciples to go down the mountain and eradicate it!"

"No need." Xuanlao shook his head: "that amazing power of soul seems to have suffered some heavy damage. I'm afraid it has fallen."

“……”

The monster that set off such a big wave fell so quickly?

Xuanlao's eyes were full of compassion, and he said earnestly: "jun'er, I know you hate Warcraft, but Warcraft, like human beings, has good and evil, good and bad, gains the way or becomes the devil, all in one thought. The way of heaven never excludes any race, do you understand?"

"Yes, master..."

Wang Jun's mouth answered, but his heart was still full of anger and hatred.

Chu junran and Wang Jun, the two brightest stars of the Fengyan Dynasty, are both inspired by this evil whine.

Now, over Yancheng

The vision of heaven and earth has disappeared, and the sky of Yancheng has fallen into the silent night again.

The white family takes torches and rushes to the other garden where Bai Chen lives. When they get there, they are surprised to see the messy bricks and are speechless.

"Boss!"

"Third brother..."

"Chen'er!"

Xia Daotian, Bai Zhixue and Bai Qing are even more papery with moist eyes.