is not here." Jun Xiaoyao shook his head slightly.Then, with a casual wave of his hand, the ancient celestial flame of Tuo She Gu Di materialized, incinerating all the corpses and leaving no trace beh...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.ousands of times.Finally, with a crisp crack.The chaotic clock of the non-heavenly being was shattered directly!Jagged shards of metal, tearing through the void, erupted in all directions.Feitian's fi...