Ning Yuan Rong Zhao

Fang Yi turned to look, only to see a chariot of golden splendor being pulled by nine giant dragons, surging out of the darkness at high speed.,Even among the Wanwen Divine Artifacts, there is a significant difference in power. 。,The flowing liquid water, rapidly solidified, transformed into white solid ice, still retaining its spiral shape, carrying a penetrating force. 。The frenzied foot stomped, leaping from the golden dragon palanquin, snatched up an iron rod, and with a sudden sweep... 。His iron rod wasn't an ordinary object, heavier than a mountain peak. When he swung it, ripples like waves formed all around. 。。