word auras.On that blade, a notch appeared. The whole sword seemed to be spreading with cracks."Come back!" Princess Long Ji's face paled.The dragon-patterned black gold holy sword was her close weapo...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.ademy.Even the Phoenix Nirvana Dao, his eyes turned cold.Although he didn't really care about the Xianyuan Academy, he was, after all, temporarily practicing there now."Who are you, to speak so presum...