Ning Yuan Rong Zhao

Fang Yi was first slightly stunned, and then, a flash of anger appeared in his eyes.,"What a formidable chariot, I wonder if it's a divinely forged artifact with countless patterns",East Flow Sword Venerable, standing on the side, pupils contracted to the size of a needle. Seizing the opportunity, he thrust his sword out. 。Because the speed at which he erupted was too fast, it even formed eighteen remnant souls, and all of the remnant souls were connected into a straight line. 。。