C1845 (2/2)
There are countless powerful kings, and there are many divine realms.If in the past, according to the character of the God of death, he would have sent the elder of shenhuangjing.
However, it is very important that no sword God Emperor is carrying out his own plan recently.
Shenhuang and Shendi can not leave Nanling sword palace without authorization.
This led to the failure of the three chanchen gods to follow up for so long.
At this time, Fang Chen in the Antarctic continent did not know that he was facing a greater crisis.
After seven days of guarding on the hill, Feng Ni and Feng Xiu Er came out from under the ground.
”How about it?” Fang Chen asked.
The two women's faces were full of smiles.
”Fang Gong, thank you for this time. Under the earth, there is the inheritance of our Phoenix ancestors.” Feng Xiu er said with a laugh.
”We both accepted a heritage. It won't be long before you can step into the realm of the gods. ” Fengni road.
Feng Ni, who has always been scrupulous, has a smile on her white face.
”Congratulations.” Fang Chen Baoquan Dao.
”I'm afraid the inheritance of stars and moons will not be weaker than us.” Feng Xiu'er said.
As time goes by, Feng Xiu'er and Feng Ni guard each other.
Fang Chen entered under the ground, just came in, and felt the surge of real dragon blood in the body.
”What's going on?”
Fang Chen frowned. Is there really a trace of a real dragon here?
Fang Chen followed the guidance of the real dragon's blood and soon found a palace. The stars and the moon sit in the center of the palace, surrounded by two distinct breath.
A kind of extreme cold breath, a kind of extreme hot breath.
This is the essence of Xuanyin Phoenix body.
”Yueer's Xuanyin Phoenix body seems to be stronger.” Fang Chen said with a smile.
Hum!
At this time, the golden heart beat rapidly, and a loud and clear sound of dragon chanting was emitted in the blood of the real dragon.
Fang Chen's body, involuntarily came to a side of the wall in front of.
”This is...”
Whoa!
Fang Chen just arrived, the stone chips on the wall fell off quickly. After a moment, all the stone chips on the wall fell off.
A portrait appeared in front of Fang Chen.
”This is...”
Above the portrait, there is a lifelike dragon, hovering in mid air, overlooking the earth.
”Who painted it?”
Fang Chen's heart vibrates. Seeing the real dragon on the portrait, he is in a trance.
Boom
Although Fang Chen had already prepared, he still did not resist the invasion of fantasy.
An ancient scene came to his mind.
”That's...”
In the sky, a phoenix full of fire, and Huanglong real dragon, hovering in the air.
The momentum was overwhelming.
The real dragon seems to be talking with the Phoenix, and after a moment, they emit a terrible breath.
The next moment, the real dragon and Phoenix, quickly entangled together.
The breath of real dragon and phoenix is climbing rapidly. Fang Chen thought of a word, Shuangxiu.
Boom
Fang Chen's mind exploded and four words appeared.
Dragon and Phoenix blend.
Then, a lot of writing appeared in his mind.
Fang Chen's real dragon blood burst out a terrible breath, and his body was out of control and went towards the star moon training place.
”What's going on?”
Fang Chen's heart vibrates.
When he was close to the stars and the moon, the latter opened his beautiful eyes, his face was full of blush, his body was dry and hot, and the fire was in the sky.
”Brother Chen.”
Star moon that charming eyes, full of tender color.
She said in a soft voice.
Suddenly, directly into the arms of Fang Chen.
The real dragon breath, and the power of Phoenix, quickly blend together, Fangchen and Xingyue's body, also began to dry hot.
They both began to forget themselves and kiss each other.
Tear!
Fang Chen pulls hard, tears the clothes of the moon directly, and the snow-white ketone body appears in front of you.
Although it is not the first time to see, but still give Fang Chen visual shock.
”Brother Chen...”
The delicate sound of the stars and the moon comes into Fang Chen's ears.
The latter's head is congested, lost his reason in an instant, and forcefully embraces the stars and the moon in his arms.
Soon after, the sound of panting echoed in the palace.
The so-called spring curfew is worth thousands of dollars, which is this time.