Revival of the Gods english

At 4 o'clock, Fangfei has one yuan, and the thousand worlds are still shining.

In the fairyland, where a mountain is steep, a thundering pillar is shining brightly under the red light of Chiwu. The thunder is thick and tens of acres, and there is a sacred spirit of the hole. In and out, there are thunder arcs in the middle. In the arc of lightning, the golden thunder condenses into a fist and the size of the fist is swaying. The light of the thunder is not only covered by thousands of miles, but also the sound of thunder and whistling as the drums will secluded.

Sunset, thunder, and the thunderbolt slowly contracted, and the glare of the thunderbolt disappeared, but the thunder fell into the palace. This palace seems to be hidden between the trees of the sky, and it seems to be independent in another space. However, the flying arches clearly saw the palace collapsed and collapsed.

The palace is still outdated, but under the glory of the sunset, there is still a lot of red and red light and shadow. In this light and shadow, there is a silver rune with a fist size, or a golden light with an arm thickness, and it looks like a breath. Scattered between the lush trees and the rock formations.

The fairy spirit of the fairyland is very strong, and many places gather into a cloud, and even some of the clouds are condensed into drops. If any cave in the fairy world is placed in the human world, it may be the existence of the hole. In this kind of environment, the trees in the fairyland are getting stronger and stronger, and it is not a few dozen feet, and it is more than a thousand feet high. The trees are so, can the mountain peaks be low? Everything you see is tens of thousands of feet, not to mention the mountains and mountains, and millions of people may say less.