Chapter 1079: The Power of Black Blood, the Tragic King Fu F

ith a loud crack, the gigantic centipede, shrouded in menace, was smashed to pieces, its long body falling from the sky and kicking up dust."Within these ten realms of fissures, opportunity and crisis...Chapter 1079: The Power of Black Blood, the Tragic King Fufeng, Suppressing Quasi-Immortals with One Hand

A voice, cold and powerful, echoed across the heavens.

At this moment, no one refuted.

Su Hongyi and Shen Le naturally wouldn't retort.

Maharaja, too, had long since been won over by Jun Xiaoyao's performance.

As for Zhúyè and Yún Xiǎohēi.

Now we are like two trembling mice.called Taiyuan Sacred Gate. Perhaps Young Master Zhao could enlighten me"Hearing that Jun Xiaoyao had taken the initiative to talk to him, Zhao Haoxuan felt a faint sense of being favored.In his opini...