Immortal Martial Venerable

The Imperial Capital of Dongyue is still being rebuilt, and the reconstruction of the imperial capital is very fast. All the major forces under Gu Fei have contributed money and efforts, and the entire rebuilt imperial capital has expanded more than ten times than the original scope.

Ziyang Holy Land, Jiuxuan Holy Land and other superpowers want to build the Dongyue Imperial Capital as their base camp.

And this Changsheng Inn is the base camp among the base camps, and has become the palace of many big men in the Holy Realm.

Guarding this Eternal Life Inn are the saints and sons of gods from all major holy places and major religions.

Today, it is the turn of Wu Feng, the Holy Son of Purple Sun Holy Land, to take his turn.

I thought it would be another day of eating and drinking, just eat and drink as much as possible and get through it.

Who would have thought that someone would come to cause trouble early this morning, which made Wu Feng very depressed. The person who came was very arrogant, and he knocked away a disciple of Jinyang Holy Land who was guarding the gate after a disagreement.

This directly angered Wu Feng.

"Boy, how do you want to die? Either be stabbed by us, or wipe your neck yourself, you choose one."

Wu Feng stared at the young man in white and said coldly.

"cut!"

The young man in white clothes smiled with disdain on his face.

"Very good, I believe you have already chosen. Come together and chop him down for me."

Wu Feng shouted and waved his hand.

The surrounding Ziyang Holy Land disciples immediately took action against the young man in white.

"Uh-huh!"

Several rays of cold light were like cold lightning, piercing the void and strangled towards the young man in white.

The young man in white stood with his hands behind his back, ignoring the attacks from the people around him.

"How can you be so arrogant?"

Wu Feng became even more angry.

This is the territory of their young master Wang Zhan.

If something happened, their Purple Sun Holy Land would be in great disgrace.

The moment he saw that the young man in white was about to be crushed by those cold lights, those cold lights were reflected back in an instant.

The few Ziyang Holy Land disciples who took action fell to the ground screaming and received their lunch boxes immediately.

"What……"

Wu Feng was dumbfounded.

The group of people who had just rushed out of the Changsheng Inn were also stunned.

"I... didn't even see clearly how he took action..."

A drop of sweat flowed down from Wu Feng's forehead.

At this time, he realized that the other party's cultivation level was far above his.

Is this guy a Holy Realm boss?

"Who are you, and do you know where this place is?"

Wu Feng stared at the young man in white with a solemn expression.

"Of course I know where this place is. Tell everyone inside to get out, then kneel in front of me and wait for my fate."

The young man in white said proudly.

"..."

Everyone who heard the words of the young man in white was stunned. He was so arrogant. Who is this guy? He dared to say such words. Does he know who is in the inn?

In this Changsheng Inn, there are gathered the Tianwu Holy Land, Tongtian Tower, Jiujue Holy Land, Purple Fire Holy Land, Tianxie Palace, Wuliang Sword Sect, Dongxuan Mountain, Shadow Demon Sect, Jinyang Holy Land, Black God Ridge, etc. Countless masters of first-rate forces.

Moreover, the holy realm bosses of these forces also live here.

The most important thing is that Wang Zhan also lives here.

Wang Zhan was their master Gu Fei’s only disciple in the Wuji Realm.

If something happened to Wang Zhan, it would be over for them.

"What a courage!"

At this time, an old voice sounded, and an old man with a black beard came out.

I saw him walking like a dragon and walking like a tiger, with an extraordinary bearing, and a faint aura of the holy way that was frightening.

"Junior pays homage to Senior Meng."

As soon as they saw the person coming, everyone quickly saluted him.

This middle-aged man with black beard is Elder Meng He from Tianwu Holy Land.

Meng He's cultivation had just broken through to the Holy Realm, and the aura of the Holy Dao in his body had not been completely restrained. Even if he received the Dao Yun treasure given by Gu Fei, he could not suppress it.

"It's just a small holy realm."

The young man in white just glanced at Meng He and ignored him at all.

"Little... holy realm?"

Meng He was immediately furious. This guy's tone was really loud.

"Little guy, you dare to come here to cause trouble, you are so awesome."

Meng He came to the opposite side of the young man in white, glanced at the corpses on the ground, and couldn't help but frown. He would kill people if he disagreed. This guy was a ruthless character.

"I'm not here to cause trouble, but I'm here to let you kneel at my feet and sing conquest."

The young man in white said coldly and proudly.

"What? What did you say?"

Meng He was shocked and angry when he heard this. Is this guy crazy?

"Ha ha……"

Meng He couldn't help laughing.

"Is it that funny?"

The young man in white said calmly.

"Are you afraid you're not crazy?"

Wu Feng sarcastically said.

"Palm mouth!"

"Snapped!"

The young man in white waved his hand, and Wu Feng flew out, fell to the side, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, with a few teeth mixed in the blood.

The left side of Wu Feng's face immediately swelled up.

"You... are presumptuous!"

Meng He was furious. This guy was really crazy. He dared to hurt someone in front of him.

"Kneel down!"

The young man in white stretched out his right hand and pressed it towards Meng He.

"bump!"

Meng He knelt down immediately, and the green bricks on the ground were directly smashed by his knees.

"What……"

Everyone who saw this scene was so shocked that their eyes almost fell to the ground.

Meng He was seen struggling to stand up, but no matter how hard he tried, his face was so red that he couldn't stand up.

Meng He was frightened to the extreme. He never imagined that the young man in white in front of him could be so powerful. He just stretched out his hand and pressed lightly, and he was directly pressed to the ground and unable to stand up.

He is a perfect saint.

Everyone was stunned.

"Come out and kneel down for me, otherwise, I won't mind killing you all."

The young man in white said towards the Changsheng Inn.

Although his voice was not loud, everyone in the Changsheng Inn heard his words clearly.

"Uh-huh!"

Six powerful figures rushed out of the building at the same time.

Each one of them is filled with the aura of the Holy Path, and each one of them is so powerful that it makes everyone present tremble. They are the real bosses of the Holy Realm.

Meng He was nothing more than a child in front of these six saintly realm bosses.

"Who are you? This is the place where my master Gu Fei belongs."

The leader was covered in purple fire, and the void around him was constantly distorting and deforming under the burning of the purple fire. He was the Holy Lord of Purple Sun.

"Gu Fei? Your master's surname is also Gu?"

The young man in white changed his color for the first time when he heard this.

"No one has the surname Gu...could it be that you are..."

Ancestor Zihuo seemed to have thought of something, and his expression suddenly changed.

"I am Gu Taichu of the Gu family."

The young man in white said calmly.

"Tianhuanggu Family?"

The Holy Realm boss behind the Zihuo Ancestor was immediately shocked when he heard this.

Today, the Huanggu family is the number one cultivating family in the ancient times. During the ancient times, their ancestors didn’t even know they were still playing in the mud. ??