Ning Yuan Rong Zhao

Fēng Mó stood on a dragon bone of the golden chariot, and let out a sinister chuckle: "Brother Fang, Brother Dong Liu, it's been a long time.,Jin Bu Long's momentum was unstoppable, like a bamboo forest being swept away. He smashed through three Wan Wen Sacred Artifacts in succession, shattered four sacred arts, and rushed towards the Sacred Mansion at lightning speed.,Nine Dragons run simultaneously, in terms of momentum, enough to overwhelm a Step Saint King. 。Soon, the golden chariot of Jīn Bù Lóng caught up with Fang Yi and Dong Liú Jiàn Zūn, arriving beneath the Saint Mansion. 。Those powerful Saints from the Dao Prison Realm and Zi Mansion Realm were left far behind the chariot. 。。