g Shengyi choked up as she spoke.Her snowy complexion was touched with a delicate flush of crimson.Jun Xiaoyao was slightly taken aback, then speechless.Is a woman's train of thought always so unique"...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. the three saints of the Ancient Demon Clan, the Ancient Monster Clan, and the Nine Nether Phoenix Clan.Jun Xiaoyao did not make a move for the time being, but looked towards Qin Hao instead.Qin Hao s...