n silkworm. Her large eyes were filled with fear as she struggled ceaselessly within Jun Xiaoyao's grasp."Release me, you scoundrel!"Although the golden silkworms cannot speak, they can release divin...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.t the confidence of your daughter kingdomThe speaker, clad in a black wizard's robe and wielding a white bone staff, was none other than Tian Wuzǐ, a powerful figure from the witch clan."Hehehe… Heave...