oyalty, one must sow something in return. Jun Xiaoyao understood this simple truth.Besides, these treasures are nothing to Jun Xiaoyao now.Mo Yan's jade beauty was radiant, her fair and alluring face...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.ing-of-age ceremony has come to an end.And the bigwigs of all factions left, each with their own varied emotions and thoughts.At first, they thought this coming-of-age ceremony was most likely a palac...