Ning Yuan Rong Zhao

Dongliu Jianzun, however, remained quite calm. He said, "There are many top experts from the Blade Prison Realm and the Purple Mansion Realm stationed here, enough to deal with them. Let's first find a way to take possession of the Holy Mansion.",Fēng Mó was secretly astonished, feeling that Zhang Ruochen’s chariot must be of a very high battle rank. Otherwise, it would be impossible to so effortlessly deflect the full force of the Wanwen Sacred Artifact.,Give me a break 。A half-transparent aquatic demigod, a Saint King in his prime, charged forward, blocking the path of the golden dragon carriage. He mobilized the laws of water through his sacred arts, causing a silver river to appear on his palm. 。The long river swirled, turning into a liquid spear that shot towards the Golden Stepper Dragon Chariot. 。。