Ning Yuan Rong Zhao

Suddenly, the air in the underground cave violently vibrated, accompanied by the roar of a dragon and the sound of wheels turning. 。,The golden chariot collided with the white star phantom, shaking violently, and then flew to the right.,From the palm of Fang Yi, a small and exquisite flying knife shot out. It transformed into a slender light trace, aiming for Zhang Ruochin's brow.。