Immortal Martial Venerable

In front of the Chaotian Pass, the most powerful pass in the Dongyue Dynasty, Gu Fei and his men who were at the Saint Realm boss level kept a low profile.

Gu Fei himself was too embarrassed to continue role-playing and pretended to be an ordinary soldier. He went back to being the boy in black and riding an ordinary black-scaled horse.

But around Gu Fei, there were a group of guys in strange clothes. Among these guys, there were old men with white beards and white hair, middle-aged Taoists with black beards and Taoist robes, and young people with faces as beautiful as jade.

There was also a fat man with no hair or eyebrows.

These guys are none other than the sect-level saint-realm bosses in the East Pole Realm.

All of them have restrained their auras. At first glance, they are just a group of ordinary people, because people with lower cultivation levels than them can't see their reality.

Among this team, only Gu Fei has a higher cultivation level than these guys, so only Gu Fei can see their true and false.

However, although this group of holy realm bosses have restrained their auras, they have not changed their clothes. They are the masters of a sect, the holy masters of the holy land, or the owners of the first floor.

He is very particular about his clothes.

The Purple Fire Ancestor was wearing a purple robe, and the purple robe was embroidered with nine purple divine yangs, and among the divine yangs, there were divine birds looming.

Even ordinary people can tell at a glance that the purple robe worn by the Purple Fire Ancestor is extraordinary, let alone a monk?

There is also the Martial Saint Lord that day, wearing cloud-climbing boots, dragon-patterned fairy clothes, and a purple-gold nine-dragon crown. Even if he restrains his aura and hides his cultivation, he unintentionally reveals that he is aloof and not angry. The aura of authority is eye-catching.

There were also the Shadow Demon Lord, Jiu Jue Holy Lord, and the others, all pretending to be mortals in front of Gu Fei, pretending to be low-key, but they had no idea that the extraordinary demeanor they unintentionally revealed had ruthlessly betrayed them.

Among all the people, only Gu Fei dressed up the most like a mortal.

At this time, Yang Feiyun had already rode his horse to Dongyue Xueer's side.

At this time, Dongyue Xueer was wearing bright silver phoenix armor, with a one-horned fire tiger on her crotch, and holding Dongyue Bow in her hand. As she looked around, she could see that her superior aura was not fake, and ordinary people couldn't fake it either.

"Your Highness Princess, this..."

Yang Feiyun was about to speak but stopped.

Dongyue Xueer threw her token directly to Yang Feiyun.

Yang Feiyun quickly caught the token and then rode forward again.

She came directly to the closed door.

"Open your dog eyes and see clearly. This is Her Royal Highness the Princess's token. It was given by the Emperor himself. Why don't you just open and close the door to welcome Her Highness the Princess?"

Yang Feiyun raised the token in his hand and said loudly to the general on top of the city.

"Let me see?"

The guard on the top of the city took a concentrated look, and a layer of cold sweat immediately broke out on his forehead.

However, he was very arrogant just now.

Give up now?

The princess token was made of a special material, and the guard on top of the city could tell at a glance that the token was genuine.

The problem is that now he is riding a tiger and it is difficult to get off. If he gives in, he will probably end badly. It seems that he can only bite the bullet and get off.

"How do I know if this token is real?"

The guard said coldly.

"You are brave, please sign up."

Yang Feiyun was furious. A small guard dared to question whether the princess's token was true or false?

"This general will not change his name in action, nor his surname in sitting, just like Long Xiang Lei."

The guard said loudly.

"It turns out you are from the Long Xiang family. No wonder you dare to be so arrogant. You have the guts!"

Yang Feiyun angrily gave a thumbs up to the guy on top of the city.

"The current situation is turbulent. Chaotian Pass is the gateway to the imperial capital. How do I know that you are not members of the Tyrant Dynasty in disguise?"

Long Xiang Lei said loudly.

This guy is also a master of acting. At this time, he is upright and speaks righteously.

"you……"

Yang Feiyun is so depressed and even disguises himself.

But what if this guy refuses to open and close the door?

"It's really troublesome!"

Wang Zhan became impatient. He was about to step out and break the barrier directly.

At this moment, a figure fell from the sky and landed directly on the city.

"Snapped!"

The visitor slapped the dragon elephant thunder off the city wall and threw it heavily in front of the door.

"How dare you block Her Royal Highness from the gate, a blind thing?"

The visitor said harshly.

Long Xianglei, who fell in front of the door, got up from the ground, opened his mouth and spat out a few bloody teeth, and was about to curse at the man on the top of the city.

But when he saw the appearance of the man, his feet were so frightened that he knelt on the ground with a "plop".

"The general... the general... finally pays homage to the general..."

Long Xianglei's voice trembled.

"I've seen the general!"

Yang Feiyun was also surprised when he saw the man on the top of the city. The man who came was actually Long Xiang Feiying, the general of the Dongyue Dynasty.

"My subordinates have neglected Her Royal Highness. I hope Her Highness will not take offense."

Dragon Elephant Feiying said politely.

When he glanced at Dongyue Xue'er and others, he almost fell off the top of the city in fright when he saw the sect master-level holy realm bosses beside Gu Fei.

"This, this, this..."

He wanted to say something, but was too shocked to say anything.

How come these huge figures appear here?

Dragon Elephant and Flying Eagle almost pissed themselves in fear.

Even Dragon Elephant and Flying Eagle are not qualified to meet the great masters of the Holy Realm such as Ancestor Zihuo, but he does recognize their disciples and grandsons like Ancestor Zihuo!

At this time, Patriarch Zihuo and Holy Lord Tianwu summoned some disciples and disciples to come and obey their orders.

For example, the middle-aged man who was carefully following Tianwu Holy Lord was the top disciple of Tianwu Holy Lord, Fengyan Half-Saint who was half-stepping into the holy realm.

The purple-haired young man waiting beside the Zihuo Ancestor was the Huochao Sect with the Heavenly Fire Dao Body.

There is also Xuan Wushang in Jiuxuan Holy Land.

These people are all huge big shots. They can't even fawn over them. Even if they want to kneel down and lick these people, they are not qualified!

This guy Long Xianglei actually dared to block these people, he simply didn't know how to live or die!

At this time, Long Xiang Feiying really wanted to slap this idiot Long Xiang Lei to death.

Long Xianglei was frightened when he saw that the big boss of the family on the top of the city was frightened. He himself was also frightened.

"Master wants to keep a low profile, but you have to make arrangements."

A voice suddenly sounded in Long Xiang Feiying's mind.

"Yes Yes Yes……"

Dragon Elephant Feiying was sweating on his forehead.

"Her Royal Highness's master?"

The imagination of dragon, elephant and flying eagle was extremely frightening.

"Open the door and welcome the princess in!"

Dragon Elephant Fei Ying forced himself to calm down and gave orders loudly.

The next moment, the closed door slowly opened.

Dongyue Xueer rode a one-horned fire tiger and led the team into the city majestically.

On the surface she looked very beautiful, but no one could have imagined that she was so panicked on the inside.

She was just cooperating with her master in acting.