Immortal Martial Venerable

A ball of fire suddenly fell from the sky and hit Gu Fei and the others a hundred miles away, stirring up dust all over the sky.

A circle of dust storm swept out in all directions. Wherever it passed, sand and rocks were flying, the sun and moon were dim, and the whole world was shaking, extremely shocking.

The dust storm quickly swept towards where Gu Fei and the others were.

Everyone was shocked.

When had those ordinary soldiers ever seen such a battle? He was so frightened by the scene before him that he forgot to run for his life.

Seeing this, Gu Fei couldn't help but frowned.

The people around Gu Fei were not staring at the sweeping dust storm, but were looking at Gu Fei's face. Seeing Gu Fei frowning, everyone was surprised and happy.

But everyone below the Holy Realm is extremely depressed, because they simply do not have the ability to perform well in front of their master.

However, Saint Mingyang, Fatty, and the Lord of the Black God Ridge are different. They are both in the holy realm.

Here comes their chance to perform.

Saint Mingyang took action directly. With a wave of his right hand, a gust of wind appeared in the void, directly facing the dust storm that swept over.

I saw the howling wind, and wherever it passed, the dust storm was blown away into the void.

If you look down from high in the sky, you can see a huge gap in the circular dust storm sweeping out in all directions.

"Holy realm?"

At this time, a dozen strong men who came from the air stopped in the air.

The leader was a young man holding a folding fan in his hand, dressed in white, with a face like a crown of jade, and eyes like stars.

Of course, in the Wuji Realm, even people who look like teenagers are often old antiques who have lived for endless years. Things like appearance are very unreliable in the Wuji Realm.

"Good guy, these big guys are here together."

Saint Mingyang looked up at the dozen or so powerful figures in the sky, and couldn't help but feel shocked. Each of these people was a big shot in the East Polar Realm!

When I heard Sage Mingyang say the person’s name,

Everyone was shocked to the extreme.

Whether it is Holy Lord Tianwu, Holy Lord Jiuxuan, Master Tongtian Building, or Ancestor Zihuo, these people are all outstanding people in the East Ji Realm, overlords of one side.

Dongyue Xueer and the others are not qualified to see such an existence. To them, this big shot is a figure in the sky.

They are not even qualified to be slaves to these big shots.

But now, they have a huge figure as their master.

Thinking of this, Dongyue Xueer and the others immediately became a little dizzy, straightening their backs and puffing up their chests. Even when facing these big shots, they were not cowed.

Just when both sides were staring at each other, a powerful aura spread out from the place where the firelight fell.

The next moment, a Taoist rhyme soared into the sky, the heaven and the earth resonated, and the endless spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered crazily towards the point of fall. The spiritual energy suddenly became so thick that it could be seen with the naked eye.

"Haha, everything coming out of Dongji Divine City is indeed a treasure!"

The young man in the sky, who looked like a young man, closed his folding fan, high-fived himself and laughed.

"The most precious treasure of Tao Yun?"

"It's just a piece of trash, and it's still a treasure."

Gu Fei disagreed.

He may not take it seriously, but in the eyes of others, it is an incredible treasure, and everyone is extremely jealous.

"Uh-huh!"

A figure rushed out from Gu Fei's team.

"A bunch of fools, Supreme Dao Yun, if you don't want to grab it, when will you wait?"

The fat man's voice came from far away, and he disappeared in an instant. The speed was so fast that everyone was dumbfounded.

"Be brave, no one dares to steal what belongs to me, Feng San."

When the young man in white saw this, he was immediately furious. He looked down at the fat man who was rushing towards the treasure from a high position. How dare the little ant dare to be so presumptuous in front of him.

"What, he is Feng San?"

Saint Mingyang originally wanted to rush forward and snatch the Dao Yun treasure, but when he heard the words of the white-clothed young man in the sky, he stumbled and almost fell down. He looked frightened and was so frightened that he even trembled when he spoke.

"Feng San?"

The Lord of Black God Ridge was also shocked.

"Who is Feng San? Is he strong? Is he stronger than my master?"

Wang Zhan said disdainfully.

"Owner……"

Tian Meng on the side secretly tugged at the hem of Wang Zhan's clothes.

"What's wrong?"

Wang Zhan said impatiently.

"Feng... Third Master Feng, that is the third disciple of Emperor Dongjiji."

Tianmeng secretly sent a message to Wang Zhan, his voice was trembling, he was also afraid, Master Feng, he was a figure in the sky, calling the wind and rain in the East Pole, no one dared to disobey.

"What... is that a member of the Ji Di Sect?"

Wang Zhan was shocked even if he had never seen it before.

Whose territory is Dongji?

It belongs to Emperor Wuchuji.

Who is the supreme master of the East Pole?

He is the Wuchuji Emperor.

All the forces and everyone in the East Pole Realm have only one master.

It is the Wuchuji Emperor.

This is something that any three-year-old knows.

No wonder Holy Master Tianwu and Holy Master Jiuxuan followed the young man obediently, nodding and bowing with flattery on their faces. It turned out that he was the descendant of the Extreme Emperor!

However, except for those who knew Feng San's identity, others had no feeling at all.

After all, there are still very few people who know Feng San's identity. Only those big shots know that Feng San is the descendant of Ji Emperor.

Like those soldiers under Dongyue Xueer, who knows who Feng San is?

However, Holy Master Jiuxuan, Holy Master Tianwu and other Dongji big guys surrounded Feng San like stars holding the moon. Even if they didn't know who Feng San was, everyone could tell that Feng San's background was definitely not trivial.

Just when everyone was shocked by Feng San's identity, Fatty didn't care so much and rushed directly to the place where the thing fell.

Without hesitation, he jumped directly into the pit.

That thing made a bottomless pit in the ground.

At this time, endless spiritual energy from heaven and earth gathered together, and the entire pit was filled with light, and the void was filled with sparkling spiritual light.

"That guy actually jumped down..."

In the sky, Feng San, the successor of Ji Emperor, is really angry. Who dares to ignore him in Dongji? Who dares to be presumptuous in front of him? Who wouldn't be respectful to guys like Jiuxuan Saint Lord when they see him?

"Master Feng, let's go down and capture that reckless guy and make him punished."

The Holy Lord Jiuxuan jumped out first and then rushed straight down from the sky.

"Master Feng, I'm going to teach that blind guy a lesson too."

Holy Lord Tianwu also said hurriedly, and then rushed down.

Other big shots also jumped out, shouting for Fatty to watch out, and they all rushed down from the sky. They wanted to show off in front of Feng San!

You know, this Feng San is the third disciple of Dongji Emperor Wuchuji Emperor, and is the direct disciple of Wuchuji Emperor. His status is extremely noble!