life and death. One by one, the five-clawed golden dragons were torn apart, shredded, and dissipated into imperial dragon qi.Poof!Qin Wudao spat out another mouthful of blood.His form flew backward...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.r swept across the space, tearing through the void. Golden light overflowed, and illusory dragon shadows emerged.As if opening the gateway to a dragon realm, countless dragons surged forth, roaring fe...