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.,Three and a half Step Saint Kings surrounded him at once. Fen Mo instantly felt the pressure, immediately retracted his smile, and caressed his iron rod. Suddenly, a series of tadpole-shaped runes appeared on the surface of the iron rod.,Of course, the sword speed of the East Flow Sword Venerable became slower and slower. 。The sword qi on the blade, also warped space, gradually dispersed. 。。