The strong wind blew through the void, and two huge flint fires were constantly floating in the air.

In the sky and under the ground, countless people looked at the Feng En and Feng Rong brothers.

Feng Rong was furious, his face turned red, his eyes almost protruded from his eye sockets, and his blue veins on the back of his hands were raised, as if he could not control himself at any time and could rush out to tear Feng En into pieces at any time.

Feng En stood at the bow of his flagship with a cold expression, staring straight at Feng Rong: "You, let me say another word?"

Feng Rong didn't dare to speak.

Feng Rong, Feng En, and their mothers all come from the Wa clan.

However, the unique customs of the Wa clan led to the fact that although their mothers were both women of the Wa clan, the fathers standing behind them were different.

Feng Rong's uncle is Bai Suxin, the mountain Changbai Lotus Palace today.

Feng En's uncle is one of the three Buddhas in Honglian Temple. The angry face Buddha, the smiling face Buddha, and the faceless Buddha. Among the three Buddhas, the faceless Buddha is respected, and their Buddhist practice has reached an incredible level.

So the background backers of both of them are strong enough. But if you look carefully, Feng En, who has received full support from Honglian Temple, is undoubtedly a little stronger than Feng Rong.

So Feng Rong was so angry that he greeted Feng En's mother angrily. But he didn't dare to say this again.

Frustrated and annoyed, Feng Rong's face became more and more wrong, and blue veins on his forehead were bulging, and his eyes turned purple-red.

Bai Suxin stood up, and he looked at the smiling Buddha behind Feng En coldly, and said coldly: "Everyone says that monks are compassionate, and smiling Buddha, you are a little more ruthless... These are all me, the good guy in Sui Chao."

The smiling Buddha smiled and bowed to Bai Suxin with a smile: "The world is so beautiful and the human heart is so dirty, this is wrong... Baishan Chang, King Yin has a kind heart and has come all the way to rescue him. You should be grateful."

"Are you grateful to him for slaughtering his own soldiers?" Bai Suxin scolded fiercely.

"It's just a mistake..." The smiley Buddha's smile did not change. He smiled and said, "It's just a mistake, not intentional. Even if this lawsuit is attacked by Your Majesty, we will still be in the right way."

Behind the Smiling Buddha, 100,000 disciples of Honglian Temple folded their hands together, murmured and chanted the Buddha's name, surrounding Fanlong and others.

A larger Vajra Sumeru formation was faintly formed, and an extremely huge Vajra Sumeru pedestal appeared in the void. Fan Long and others emitted Buddha light from all over their bodies, and rays of light penetrated through the Vajra Sumeru pedestal, and a powerful pressure rippled in the air.

Behind Bai Suxin, the 300,000 White Lotus Palace disciples were divided into seven or eight obvious camps. They gathered together, and above their heads, the righteous spirits rushed straight into the void, turning into rivers and rolling, but in terms of momentum, they were obviously much weaker than the disciples of Honglian Temple.

These disciples in Honglian Temple can die for the "Buddha" in their hearts.

As for scholars in Bailian Palace... they can sacrifice for the "morality" and "right reason" in their hearts, but scholars have many thoughts and many ghosts, and the "morality" and "right reason" in their hearts are different.

I do not recognize the "morality" and "righteousness" you agree with.

Therefore, don’t expect the disciples of the White Lotus Palace to sacrifice and fight for a common goal. They often choose to fight alone.

In other words, every disciple of the White Lotus Palace thinks that he is the best, and the "reasons" recognized by others are "bullshit". Only the "targets" they identified and the "characters" selected are the best and best in the world.

However, the disciples of the White Lotus Palace have an absolute advantage in terms of number of people.

In addition, behind Feng Rong, there are hundreds of thousands of private military guards from major powers.

Feng En dared to attack Suichao's Imperial Army, but he was not so crazy that he was ruthless against the private army of these kings.

The soldiers of the Imperial Army are the slaves of the Feng family. If they kill them, they will kill them. If they receive a loss of war, they will be... And the private army of these kings is the private property of others. Even if they are as arrogant as Feng En, they dare not offend hundreds of kings at once.

Having offended so many kings, even if you sit on the throne of the Divine Emperor in the future, it will definitely not be a good feeling.

After coughing lightly, Feng En bowed to Feng Rong: "Brother, we brothers, there seems to be a little misunderstanding."

Feng Rong had a gloomy face and shook his head: "Second, don't say that the elder brother is here to rely on his seniority, we have not misunderstood... It's just that you did something wrong. You do this so carelessly, you really think..."

Feng En interrupted Feng Rong's words: "I am better than you. Most of the civil and military officials of the Sui Dynasty thought I was the next divine emperor. This is undoubtedly a matter of no doubt. I have never missed it when doing things. If I make mistakes occasionally, who would tell me any gossip?"

Feng Rong was so angry that he trembled all over. He gritted his teeth and stared at Feng En hard.

Feng Enyouran said: "This is where I made achievements. However, since you are here, you are brother, you should not be too stingy, otherwise people will say that I have no tolerance for others."

After waved his hand, Feng En said calmly: "As far as I know, there are three national dynasties on this continent. With the troops under our current command, I still have more than 500,000 soldiers, and you only have more than 100,000... Then, you occupy one of three national dynasties and I occupy two, which is fair and reasonable, right?"

Feng Rong pointed at the hundreds of thousands of private troops behind him in anger. He roared: "Second, are you blind? There are so many behind me..."

Feng En smiled and bowed to the accompanying generals sent by the kings: "You might as well ask your own kings, do you really want to get involved in the battle for the throne of my Feng clan?"

The confidant generals of more than a hundred kings looked at each other and then took a step back at the same time.

The reason why they brought their private troops to attack Wuguo with Feng Rong was simply because the elite children of their own kings died here in the White Lotus Palace.

They are here to take revenge.

They were not purely here to help Fengrong expand their territory.

Although the king's family behind them has a close relationship with the White Lotus Palace, the White Lotus Palace is not a solid piece of the body. Not all the big bosses of the White Lotus Palace are willing to help Feng Rong fight for the throne.

Why do you want to involve the entire White Lotus Palace when Bai Suxin’s game between her uncle and nephew?

Some of the White Lotus Palace bosses even hooked up with other princes, and they were having a lot of fun exchanging interests with each other.

A confidant of a king bowed to Feng Rong calmly: "Your Highness King Xia, we will not participate in your entanglement with the Second Highness. However, on the order of the lord, on this continent, we will help you fight whoever you want to fight. Apart from that, we will not interfere."

Feng Rong's face turned purple with anger.

Feng En laughed loudly, and he smiled with great pride and brilliantness.

The smiling Buddha also smiled happily. He opened his hands, closed his eyes, and breathed in intoxicatedly, as if the air filled with smoke was so sweet and fragrant.

Bai Suxin held the hilt of the sword on his waist tightly, and he furiously sent a message to several bigwigs of the White Lotus Palace behind him: "Do you want my face in Bai Lotus Palace?"

Several big guys looked at Bai Suxin with expressionless faces.

A voice sounded faintly in Bai Suxin's ears: "Of course you want the face of Bailian Palace... But how can you earn this face back? If the mountain chief takes his direct disciple and takes the initiative to attack the smiling Buddha... The brothers will naturally not be behind... If you play the striker, we will follow."

Bai Suxin closed her mouth.

He looked at the disciples of his own lineage who gathered together.

These disciples are smart, smart, knowledgeable, and every household offers Bai Suxin astronomical figures every year. In addition to cultivation resources, there are also various adogs, and those that are vivid and fragrant. Bai Suxin’s most happy “live treasures” are constantly being sent.

Alas, hey, these disciples are so well-behaved and cute, how could they bear to die here in battle?

It was a huge loss for Bai Wen and Bai Wu and his friends to die. These tens of thousands of direct disciples were really reluctant to sacrifice.

Bai Suxin approached Feng Rong and muttered to him for a while.

Then, the Feng Rong and Feng En got together, one smiling and the other bitter. The two of them roared quietly for half an hour. Then the two finally cut their palms and slapped each other with their bloody palms.

The two brothers reached an agreement.

The three dynasties on the ground, the original Great Martial God Kingdom, the territory of the Great Wei Kingdom, including the most abundant energy of heaven and earth, the richest resources, and various rare treasures produced from time to time, were all handed over to Feng En to conquer.

As for the underground Fuxi Divine Kingdom, it depends on the ability of the brothers Feng Rong and Feng En. Who can grab the biggest piece of fat depends on their own methods.

There is no doubt that Feng Rong suffered a loss in this agreement.

But Feng En also has his reason. The next divine emperor of Fuxi's divine kingdom has fallen into Feng Rong's hands... Feng Rong took a big advantage in this agreement.

Even if it was sent back to Suidu, the civil and military ministers from Suizhou would praise Feng En's "really have the temperament of the Divine Emperor", and could not say that he "digs a pit for his brothers to jump".

No matter how much entanglement or how many plans are in my heart, anyway, with so many people witnessing the "Blood Palm Swearing" between the two brothers, Feng En and Feng Rong cannot change this result.

The "Blood Palm Oath" is an extremely formal and extremely serious way of making a covenant among the Feng royal family of the Sui Dynasty.

Whoever dares to disobey this oath or the consequences of the Feng royal family is extremely serious. Neither Feng En nor Feng Rong will do such a stupid thing.

Feng En waved at Feng Rong with a smile, and the brigade of ships carefully retreated backwards, drew a huge arc from a distance, and then quickly moved away from Fuxi Shendu and flew towards Wu Tie's current capital Shenwu City.

Sitting cross-legged in the clouds, Wu Tie's eyes frantically lifted his mind without saying a word. A cold light flashed in Wu Tie's eyes. He looked at Xi Wule, who was controlled by Feng Rong in the distance, Xi Bubai and others, and then looked at Feng Entropy fleet that was leaving quickly. Wu Tie took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

The Yin-Yang Taoist, who had already flew out of the extreme distance, shook his right hand, and hundreds of fire lights flew out of his hands, quickly flying towards Shenwu City and a large number of surrounding cities.

The Yin-Yang Taoist warned all over the country of Wu, explaining the situation where Feng En ruled the army to attack.

He ordered all the generals and clans of the State of Wu to hide at the most urgent speed, and the farther they could hide, the better. Even through the giant teleportation array, they could first run to the endless wilderness in the south where the Chiyang Divine Mountain was located.

Especially the Wu tribe members brought out from the underground world, they must be withdrawn as soon as possible and must not let them fall into the hands of Feng Entropy.

In addition, all the wealth and all the people can be temporarily left to Feng Entropy.

This is also a helpless thing... Nowadays, Wu Kingdom is simply unable to deal with the full invasion of the Sui Dynasty. Even though Wu Tie felt like he was burning in his heart, he really couldn't think of a good way to deal with it.

Feng En's fleet flew towards Shenwu City like lightning. These standard warships of Sui Chao can fly much faster than the current warships of the Wu Kingdom, and at least have an amazing highway of more than ten times.

Even if all the space gates along the way have been closed or completely destroyed, relying on the speed of these fleets, Feng En's army will be able to reach Shenwu City in about two months.

Wu Tie took a deep breath, and the relics burned in his body accelerated again.

His body was trembling, and severe pain continued to come from all over his body. His divine fetus expanded and contracted again and again, and pieces of spiritual crystals continued to burn out.

Gradually, Wu Tie entered a strange realm, and the huge figure that slashed out a world with an axe appeared in front of him again.

On the ruins of Fuxi's Shendu, Feng Rong was so angry that he gritted his teeth and personally took the sword to kill more than a dozen underground tribes on the spot. He jumped, held the bloody sword, and pointed at Xi Wule floating beside him, roaring loudly.

"You either cut him, stab him with a sword, drink his bloody wine, and make me surrender... Otherwise, there will be no slaves, no slaves... All the tribesmen present, and all the people I can find in the future, will die!"

Feng Rong waved his long sword, his eyes were red like a demon, and he howled like thunder: "You all have to die... Don't think that I am joking with you... You guys are weak, incompetent, backward, and lowly... You are even worse than the monsters of the Western Demon Kingdom, the demons of the Eastern Demon Kingdom, and the demons of the Ghost Kingdom and the Monster Kingdom!"

"I once slaughtered tens of billions of fairies under the order of the Western Demon Kingdom!"

"You guys, are there tens of billions of people here?"

Feng Rong smiled hysterically. Blood inexplicably oozed out of the gaps between his teeth. He shivered all over and looked at the patriarchs of various tribes and the elders in front of him with great excitement.

"Of course, you have...hohohohohohohohohohoho, the population of your continent is more than a hundred times that of my Sui Dynasty, and at least a hundred times the population."

"So, it's no big deal to kill a group of barbarians like you."

"The wildfire cannot be burned, and the spring breeze will grow again... You guys, you think it's easy to reproduce, right? Haha, kill more, I won't feel heartbroken at all!"

The senior executives of the four evil families, including the Jung-Da Ni, also followed Feng Rong and shouted loudly.

They were familiar with the situation than Feng Rong. The leader of the Qiongqi clan suddenly took action and grabbed a black snake man from the crowd.

"The black-skinned Laowu, you are the only one... Hey, don't give me such a steadfast and unyielding look... Don't I understand the nature of your black snake man? You are timid, afraid of trouble, and the most cruel and greedy... Hey, come, give our future God Emperor a knife, I will protect you and your tribe members, and you will be very popular and delicious in the future!"

The black-skinned snake man was trembling. He first looked at the leaders of hundreds of thousands of troops behind him, and then at Feng Rong in front of him.

Gritting his teeth, he stretched out his hand to a fire on the side towards the imperial guards.
Chapter completed!