Imperial Phoenix Rules

The environment after the remodeling of the praise, in addition to the title and God, no one can restore.

Just let Luo are stepped into the Jiuqiming, the nine secluded is true.

"Brothers, fight! Ning death can't let Luo have stepped into the Jiuqiming first!"

Red bid-blood bath blood, raised the blood of the blood, and screamed.

"Yes, this is the nine nine of the emperor and the magic. It is the nine of our Mozu, and Ning Di can not lose a branch of the territory!"

Nuki's appeal to get a positive response from the Mozi, although many of them are seriously injured.

"You can't lose one point, brothers, good, our Mu, our dragon, our nationals, all die with you!"

Junko loved ones and companions have been fighting with the Mozun army.

Everyone exchanged each other, seeing the blood on all my companions and the same price, the bloody battle, and started laughing.

"Brothers kill!"

The Mozu army is heavy, rushed to the Ling national army.

"Hey, the wind is cold, this traitor!"

Luozhen saw the wind night and cold and the wind in the magic army, the heart of the heart of the heart.

A strong murder saw blood emotions, crazy in his heart.

He wants to kill, he wants to turn the wind night, and there is a famous traitor all killed!

Luo Hui's sleeve, more lightning ball pour, and smashed to the Magic Mun.

The arc sounds of the rumor flashed, and the sound of the electricity, and a group of violets were exploded.

Although each Mozi is trying to avoid the Lower light ball attack, but more the magic is hit by lightning balls, and they will not send a sound, and they will become ashes.

The number of Mozun Army is sharply reduced in the speed visible in the naked eye.

Fortunately, the magic army of the survival is now less than 10,000 people, still unyielding, fighting, more and more.

"Hey, this Jun wants to see, you can stick to a few times."

Luo Huoard sleeves, and there are countless lane light ball pour.

Soon, the number of people of the Mozu army, counting in the battlefield, Dragon, and Feng Yun, etc., is not enough.

Insufficient people make a wide open battlefield.

Unknowing people see, I can't believe that this is not enough team, which is the magic army army that has been brave and brave.

"Hahahaha! Moist, there is a traitor of this group of Lingsheng, squatting to this Jun head, maybe this king is good, and you are not dead."

Luo Yu's foot turns on the Dragon vain, looked at the magic army of the lack of thousands of people, and she had started laughing.

This is the Mo National Army of the Emperor, completely hit!

"Luo, your despicable little person, you will think!"

"We will be in your light ball, you are not willing to give you this dirty man!"

The words of Luo Wei immediately ushered in the Magic, the army fiercely resistant.

Their eyes are rolling, and they should not serve Luo.

"Very good, since you are seeking to die, this king is as you wish!"

Luo Yu smiled and laughed, murderous surrounded by his body, and torn behind himself, and exposed a black hole in diameter of up to 100 meters wide.

A lightning light ball on a diameter is ready to go, as long as Luo is mentally, the lightning ball will move, and these people will burn these people into ashes.