cold glint flashed in Long Aotian's golden dragon eyes.No matter what, as long as we solve Jun Xiaoyao, all problems will be gone."Brother Aotiān, listen to your servant's advice, first improve your...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.s one scene in particular.A peerless demonic figure, hands clasped behind their back, stood tall beneath a blood-red sky.That kind of aloof, world-conquering aura.That figure, is the Demon Lord in Mo...