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

le western heaven Fahai.He looked into the distance, clasped his hands together and said: "Amitabha Buddha, that blessed land, is fated to be mine."……This is an incredibly vast plain, and above the pl...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.ossessed by emperors.Therefore, of course, it is incredibly difficult to improve.But just as sleep came, a pillow was provided.This method of contemplation on the stars has indeed solved an urgent pro...