Ning Yuan Rong Zhao

About thirty paces from the Sacred Mansion, two extremely tiny dots were moving slowly forward. 。If you were to get closer, you would see that the two spots are actually two figures radiating with holy light. They are Fang Yi and Dongliu Jianzun. 。It was only because the physiques of the two individuals were, compared to the Holy Mansion, truly diminutive, that they appeared as mere specks. 。Both Fang Yi and Dongliu Jianzun's faces were somber. Every step they took forward, intricate patterns appeared beneath their feet. 。At this time, they would take out a talisman from their storage bag and strike it onto the ground. 。With a deafening roar, the lines shattered and vanished into thin air. 。,Dongliu Jianzun, however, remained quite calm. He said, "There are many top experts from the Blade Prison Realm and the Purple Mansion Realm stationed here, enough to deal with them. Let's first find a way to take possession of the Holy Mansion.",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.。