Chapter 5734: Jidi Heir

  A ball of fire suddenly fell from the sky and hit a hundred miles in front of Gu Fei and the others, arousing dust in the sky.

  A circle of dust storms swept out in all directions, wherever they passed, flying sand and rocks, the sun and the moon were dark, the whole world was shaking, shocking.

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

  Everyone was shocked inexplicably.

  When have those ordinary soldiers seen such a battle? I was so frightened by the scene in front of me that I forgot to escape.

  Gu Fei frowned upon seeing this.

  The people around Gu Fei did not stare at the dust storm that swept through, but were all watching Gu Fei's face. Seeing Gu Fei frowning, everyone was surprised and delighted.

  But everyone below the holy realm is extremely depressed, because they simply don't have the ability to perform well in front of the master.

   However, the Mingyang Saint and Fatty, and the Black God Ridge Lord are different, they are both holy realms.

  The opportunity for their performance is here.

  Mingyang Sage shot directly, with a wave of his right hand, a gust of wind appeared in the void and directly greeted the dust storm that swept up.

  I saw a violent wind whistling, and wherever it passed, the dust storm was directly blown into the void.

  If you look down from Gaotian, you can see that the circular dust storm sweeping around has a huge gap directly.

   "Holy Land?"

  At this time, more than a dozen powerful men who came to the sky stopped in the air.

   is the leader, but he is a young man who holds a folding fan in his hand, dressed in white, with a face like a crown jade and his eyes like stars.

  Of course, in Wuji, even people who look like a teenager are often old antiques who have lived for endless years. Appearance is very unreliable in Wuji.

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

  Mingyang Saint raised his head and looked at the dozens of powerful figures above the sky, his heart was shaken. Each of these people is a great figure in the Eastern Polar Realm!

  Everyone was shocked to the extreme when they heard the name of the person named by the Mingyang Saint.

  Whether it is the Heavenly Martial Lord, the Nine Profound Lord, or the Tongtian Lou Zhu, the Purple Fire ancestor, these people are all the cows of the East Polar Realm, the overlord of one party.

  This kind of existence, Dong Yuexue'er and others are not qualified to see it. To them, this big figure is a figure in the sky.

  They don’t even have the qualifications to be slaves to these big men.

  But now, they have worshipped a monstrous big man as their master.

  Thinking of this, Dong Yuexue'er and the others immediately fluttered a little, their waists straightened, and their chests straightened. Even if they faced these big people, they wouldn't be afraid.

   Just when both sides were staring at each other, a powerful breath surged from the place where the fire fell.

  The next moment, a rhyme of Dao burst into the sky, the heaven and the earth resonated, and the aura of the endless world converged like a frantic toward the point of falling, and the aura suddenly became so thick that it could be seen by the naked eye.

   "Haha, the things that come out of Dongji God City are really treasures!"

  The boy in the sky, like the boy and brother, closed the folding fan, gave a high-five, and laughed.

   "The Treasure of Tao Yun?"

   "It's just a piece of rubbish, it's a treasure."

  Gu Fei disagrees.

  He can disagree, but in the eyes of others, it is an incredible treasure, and everyone is jealous.

   "Shoo!"

  A figure directly rushed out of Gu Fei's team.

   "A group of fools, Daoyun is the best, don't grab it yet, 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.

   "Bold, I Feng San’s things, who dares to grab it."

  The white-clothed boy was furious when he saw this. He stood high, looking down at the fat man rushing towards the treasure, and the little ant dared to be presumptuous in front of him.

   "What, is he Feng San?"

  Mingyang Sage also wanted to rush up to **** Tao Yun's treasure, but when he heard the words of the white-clothed boy in the sky, one staggered and almost fell, with a look of horror, scared not lightly, and trembling.

   "Feng San?"

  Hei Shenling Lingzhu was also taken aback.

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

  Wang Zhan disdainfully said.

"the host……"

Tianmeng on the side of    secretly pulled Wang Zhan's clothes.

"what's happenin?"

   Wang Zhan said impatiently.

   "Feng...Feng Sanye, that's the third disciple of Dongji Jidi."

  Tianmeng whispered to Wang Zhan quietly, his voice was trembling, and he was also afraid, Feng Sanye, that is a figure in the sky, calling the wind and calling the rain in the east pole.

   "What... is that the Jidimen?"

  Wang Zhan was shocked even if he had never seen him again.

  Whose site is the East Pole?

   belongs to Emperor Wuchuji.

  Who is the supreme master of the East Pole?

   is Emperor Wuchuji.

  All the forces on the East Polar Realm, everyone, have only one master.

   is the Emperor Wuchuji.

  This is something that all three-year-olds know.

  It’s no wonder that the Heavenly Martial Lord, the Nine Profound Saint Lord and them all followed the young man honestly, nodding and bowing with flattery, it turned out that they were descendants of Ji Di!

  However, except for those who knew Feng San’s identity, everyone else felt nothing.

  After all, there are very few people who know Feng San’s identity. Only those big figures know that Feng San is a descendant of the Emperor.

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

  However, the Nine Profound Sage Lord, Tianwu Sage Lord and a group of Eastern Great guys surround Feng San like stars holding the moon, even if they don’t know who Feng San is, everyone can see that Feng San’s background is absolutely extraordinary.

   Just when everyone was shocked by Feng San’s identity, the fat man rushed to the place where the thing fell, no matter how much.

  He didn't hesitate to jump directly into the big pit.

  The thing smashed the ground out of a bottomless hole.

  At this time, endless auras of heaven and earth converge, but the entire deep pit is full of radiance, and the void is full of sparkling auras.

   "That guy jumped down..."

  In the sky, Feng San, the descendant of the Emperor Ji, is really angry. In the East Ji, who dares to ignore him? Who dares to be presumptuous in front of him? When guys like Saint Nine Profound Saints see themselves, who is not respectful?

   "Master Feng, let's go down and catch the guy who knows nothing about life and death and let the adults send him off."

   Nine Profound Saint Lord jumped out first, and then rushed straight down from the sky.

   "Master Feng, I will also go to teach the guy who doesn't have long eyes."

  Sacred Master Tianwu also hurriedly said, and then rushed down.

  Other big figures also jumped out, clamoring for the fat man to be optimistic, and they all rushed down from the sky. They wanted to perform in front of Feng San!

  You need to know, this Feng San is the third disciple of the Eastern Ji Emperor Wuchuji Emperor, and he is the direct descendant of Wuchuji Emperor, and his identity is extremely noble!