Everyone's discussion was caught in Feng Xi's ears, and Feng Xi widened his sleeves.

The **** empress who was triumphant because of exposing Feng Xi's identity screamed and flew out, hitting the stone pillar at the entrance of the divine palace heavily, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and lying on the ground without knowing his life.

Fushu wanted to step forward, but Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Feng Xi, and his steps were stagnant.

Feng Xi didn't care about Fushu's complicated psychology, bent over to pinch the **** emperor's neck, and picked it up.

The **** emperor's feet were hanging in the air, his face flushed, and he looked extremely painful. He scratched Feng Xi's hand with both hands, trying to break free of Feng Xi's control.

"Nie...Niezi!"

Feng Xi snorted, his calm and solemn face was dyed with a hint of irony, "You are not worthy of being my father, so why do you say that you are a wicked son?"

The **** emperor looked at Feng Xi's cold silver phoenix eyes, his pupils shrank suddenly.

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I don't know how long it took. The gods felt that their feet were numb, and a loud noise came from their ears, and they suddenly recovered.

The man in the moon-white wide-sleeved shirt was stained with blood, and stepped on the chest of the **** emperor. It was obviously a cold and cold divine residence, but it gave people the illusion of Shura climbing up from hell.

But the **** emperor at Feng Xi's feet, his face was swollen like a pig's head, he vented more and less.

Feng Xi’s narrow and narrow eyes swept across all the gods and immortals, and finally fixed on Fushou’s body, and said lightly, "The **** emperor is tyrannical, faint and stupid. Starting today, the position of the **** emperor will rest on him. Come sit down."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for everyone to react, he kicked the **** emperor to Fushu's feet.

A silver streamer flashed, and Feng Xi disappeared.

Feng Xi's move was a naked provocation to Fu Shu.

Fushu's face was pale.

He wanted to confront Feng Xi, but he clearly realized that Feng Xi's strength was far above him now.

When did Feng Xi grow up to such a terrifying state?

In other words, from the very beginning, Feng Xi was hiding his strength?

Thinking of the words the God Empress had just said, Fu Shu ordered the God Servant to place the God Emperor, his eyes flashed slightly.

Feng Xi turned out to be his half-brother.

This made him unacceptable.

Fushu looked at the divine emperor and **** empress who was lying on the bed cursing and distorted, only feeling tired and weary.

"Why didn't you stop when Feng Xi made a move against this emperor?" The **** emperor slammed his fist on Fushu's body, but his strength was not strong. "This emperor really raised your son for nothing."

Fushu was very upset, and stood up as soon as he heard this, with indifference in his blue eyes.

"Don't forget, father, you have so many sons besides me." Fushu pulled his lips, almost retaliatingly, "including Feng Xi."

The God Empress glared at Fu Shu and scolded angrily, "How did you talk to your father?"

Although the **** emperor was stubborn and vicious, but gave her the status and status that all women in the world wanted, the **** queen still subconsciously stood on the side of the **** emperor.

Although she also hated the sons that the **** emperor gave birth to with other women.

Fushu took a heavy breath, no longer said much, and simply flung his sleeves and left.

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As early as when Feng Xi left Wutonglin to go to the divine emperor's palace, Rong Huang received the secret voice from Fengxi, and asked her to wait for him back in Wutonglin obediently.

Now that Rong Huang is in charge of the Wutong Forest, Rong Huang realized that Feng Xi was about to do a big deal, and turned around and closed the Wutong Forest.

It's better to leave it to a man to fight and rebel.

Rong Huang was lying on the hammock, holding two fist-sized secret crystal fruits, his mouth was ruddy, and he was not comfortable.