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

methods and trump cards are far beyond what ordinary prodigies can compare to."What use is it" Jun Xiaoyao's face was expressionless."Flying Phoenix Claw!"Feng Qing's spirit transformed her palm into...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.e on Ti Nü Yuan's face gradually faded.Her eyes were clear and calm, then she suddenly smiled and said: "I am a fish, always striving to leap from the water, to become the Goddess of the Luo River who...