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.,Since Zhang Ruochin and Fenmo appeared here, it is very possible that other powerful beings are lurking in the shadows. 。A purple fish-shaped artifact over thirty meters long, adorned with myriad patterns, erupted with immense power, colliding with the golden dragon carriage. 。Within the Golden Dragon's Palanquin, circles of golden holy light suddenly surged forth. Dozens of dragon shadows flew outward, striking the purple fish and sending it flying away. 。,A radiance of myriad patterns burst forth with complete power, forming a halo of holy energy. 。。