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.,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.,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.。