Ning Yuan Rong Zhao

Give me a break 。A half-transparent aquatic demigod, a Saint King in his prime, charged forward, blocking the path of the golden dragon carriage. He mobilized the laws of water through his sacred arts, causing a silver river to appear on his palm. 。The long river swirled, turning into a liquid spear that shot towards the Golden Stepper Dragon Chariot. 。,It can be seen that the power and speed of this sword, as well as the swordsmanship intention of Dongliu Jianzun, must be quite terrifying, enough to counter Zhang Ruochin's distorted space.,The final, sharp tip of the sword stopped, about three inches from Zhang Ruochin's heart.。