The surrounding demigods looked over impatiently.

Feng Huanyang said solemnly: "The so-called Fengxian Mountain is Luanxian Mountain, one of the three first-class holy sects in the Central Divine Continent. It was renamed Fengxian Mountain not long ago, and more than 70% of the sacred sects in the Central Divine Continent were captured in one fell swoop! Hong

Cheng Zun, Lian Jin and others all died at the hands of Han Yang and Si Qianyuan... Si Qianyuan recovered from his injuries, and Han Yang has the ability to suppress the will of the god general..."

"..."

After Feng Huanyang finished speaking, the scene fell into dead silence.

If this wasn't what Feng Tou said, the other demigods would almost have scolded him.

It’s simply... a fantasy!

How can Si Qianyuan recover from his injuries?

How could Han Yang suppress the will of the general?

That is a divine general!

It was only in the past hundred years that Feng Huanyang gained the ability to ask gods to send their will.

As direct descendants of Feng Huanyang, they had seen Feng Huanyang take action with their own eyes and knew how terrifying the god general's will was.

But when these words came out of Feng Huanyang's mouth, they couldn't help but not believe them.

A divine path demigod asked: "Fengtou, could it be that this guy's memory was changed by someone just to deceive us..."

Before he finished speaking, he was slapped by someone next to him.

What are you thinking about?

Along the way, there were too many strange and strange places.

Moreover, such a major event as Zhen Shen General's killing Hong Chengzun cannot be concealed at all, so there is no need to lie.

"Fengtou, then... where should we go now?"

The more rational demigods realize that today's heaven is completely different from the one they knew.
Chapter completed!