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

Slaughter was like a duck with its throat squeezed, unable to utter a word.To think, he's the pride of the formidable Taboo Clan, yet he can't bear the gaze of a single person!Jun Xiaoyao turned to l...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.