Divine Capital, the Scapegoat (2)

"Cough, cough!"

On the other side, Feng Xingliu held his head high and coughed a few times. Unexpectedly, at this moment, Feng Xingliu had already proven Dao. Furthermore, the fire technique on his body overflowed, and there were red patterns looming on his hands. He had probably obtained a lot of inheritance.

Feng Qingcheng had also made a breakthrough, but she had only broken through to the Perfected Star Transformation Realm. It seemed that she had gained all five locks, which saved her for at least a thousand years of cultivation.

As for Le Renkuang, he just laughed happily. Jiuxing Ling was still calm with a faint smile on her face.

As for Feng Yu, she crossed her arms and frowned slightly. After glancing around, she said via voice transmission, "Little Junior Brother, did you do this?"