glow surrounded him, and mists swirled around him like a vision of an immortal son, a descendant of the gods!He arrived, riding the wind and dragon, so silently that it felt as if a deity had descend...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. one must first bring an end to the present chaos.Jun Xiaoyao took a step, instantly appearing in the center of the battle between Tian Wuzi and his daughter, the King.The Heavenly Shaman originally w...