Ning Yuan Rong Zhao

Nor did he know how many talismans he had used, finally, Fang Yi and Dongliu Jianzun were getting closer and closer to the Holy Palace. Even with the two of them's composure, they couldn't help but show excitement at this moment. 。,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. 。,"Are you trying to reap the rewards without doing any work" Fang Yi snorted coldly. 。Zhang Ruochin said, “When it comes to shamelessness, you're unmatched. Back then, you and those holy beings from the Dao Prison Realm forced us into the canyon to die. I’ve never forgotten that score.” 。Thinking about this, Fang Yi's heart surged with even greater anger, and he said: "Well, since you're here, let's settle all our grievances and old scores once and for all." 。"Party B's two hands, pressed against the temples, exerted all his strength to stimulate the Baihui acupoint between the eyebrows. " 。The next moment, a white beam of light shot out from his brow and struck the charging golden chariot. 。。