ses."No, my dragon qi!" Xiao Chen roared with bloodshot eyes, driven to madness."So noisy!" Jun Xiaoyao once again slapped down with his palm.With a deafening boom, followed by the sickening crunch 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.rifts.Six figures, shimmering with starlight and metallic sheen, stepped out of the spatial rift.Every figure is tall and majestic, radiating the aura of a holy realm.It is precisely the Star-Splittin...