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

ng to darkness, emanated an aura that sent chills down one's spine.He wielded a wolf-tooth hammer, its aura of menace no less intimidating than that of the four great beasts.“You are the descendant of...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.hey would probably be astonished."Is this what men are really like""...or maybe...I'm not as pretty as them..."Luoxiangling's last words were very subtle, only she could hear them.Looking at Luo Xiang...