"..."
Not far away, Fu Ye and Jian He were greatly shocked.
Especially Fu Ye.
He opened his mouth, but had no idea what to say.
Jian He, on the other hand, was about to speak but stopped, and finally could only pat Fu Ye on the shoulder, saying, "Brother, my condolences."
Condolences my foot!
Fu Ye's state of mind almost collapsed.
Just at that moment, the flowing Phoenix tail feathers on Fu Yue suddenly became incredibly radiant, and Hu Mei's tail, originally somewhat small, also grew longer.
A massive force was gradually ascending.
It caused the surrounding peach trees to shake wildly, and all the petals fell completely in an instant, swept into a pink storm by spiritual power.
At the same time, the magnificent Phoenix fire also started to burn, the fire growing with the wind, sweeping the entire space with this enormous pink-gold storm.
"What's going on?" Jian He had never seen or heard of anything like this, and quickly took out a defensive magical artifact.
