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

.And meanwhile, Jiang Shengyi had safely returned to the Yaochi camp.She wore a snowy white garment, her skin as fair as jade and her bones like finely crafted ivory. Her grace was ethereal, one would...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.hat was clearly a tower!A pagoda, all glittering like jade and glass.The pagoda, with its nine stories, exudes an awe-inspiring grandeur beyond imagination.And there is a hazy ethereal mist, swirling...