rose slightly.That figure was a man with blood-red hair.Clad in obsidian armor, wielding a black war spear.Most striking of all was the gruesome sight hanging from his waist: a string of freshly sever...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.not the kind of person who lingers in romantic affairs.But Jiang Shengyi, she is so charming.This is true in every sense.But Jun Xiaoyao did not forget his own business.After all, there are still thin...