bly in this world, haha!"Mo Fan looked up and smiled, his thoughts became clear, and the obsession in his heart also disappeared.He then left with a group of powerhouses from the Wujixing Palace.Only...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. She can't just be a vase.In terms of cultivation, strength, and mentality, one must be worthy of him, the War Emperor.And now, looking at the stage, the graceful yet queenly domineering Oriental Aoyu...