The Heavenly Martial Holy Land is a first-rate force in the East Polar Region of the Wuji Realm. The Heavenly Martial Lord is even more impressive. It is rumored that the Heavenly Martial Lord has already cultivated to the peak of the holy realm, and it only takes half a step to break through to the half-step Wuji.

You should know that in the entire East Pole region, there is only one Promise Realm on the bright side, and that is the Emperor Wuchuji, the true ruler of the East Pole.

Of course, this is just a matter of fact. There is definitely more than one Promise in this East Pole region. This is a fact that everyone knows.

The most essential difference between the creatures of the Promise World and the creatures of other great worlds is that the creatures of the Promise World have a long lifespan and almost never die.

In other words, the beings of the Promise World can live forever as long as they don't die.

However, even the supreme existence of the Promise Realm doesn't know how big the Promise Realm is. Since the endless years, there have definitely been many Promise Existences born.

Who can say that there is only one Promise in this East Pole?

At least Gu Fei was the second Promise Realm in the East Pole region, and the Holy Master Xutian, who didn't know where this old guy was hiding.

This old guy is very cunning.

As the holy son of Tianwu Holy Land, Meng Changtian can be said to be a guy born with a golden soup spoon. He was aloof from birth and was cultivated by his father with all his strength.

Otherwise, no matter how talented he is, without the help of his father, he would not be able to cultivate to the half-step holy realm in such a short period of time.

Cultivation is a process that consumes resources. The higher the cultivation level, the more resources it consumes.

In fact, there is only one reason for the struggle between countless large and small forces in the cultivation world, and that is the resource, the competition for resources.

Tianwu Holy Land simultaneously attacked Yinshan and Jinyang Holy Land for resources.

There was nothing wrong with the plan of Saint Master Tianwu, but he had miscalculated one point, that is, the existence of Gu Fei, which can be said to be a fatal mistake for Saint Master Tianwu.

Gu Fei's real body is still playing role-playing with Dongyue Xueer and the others, but the scroll he left for the third disciple Shuiyue under the Holy Lord of Yinshan Mountain was thrown into the Jinyang Holy Land by Shuiyue.

The scroll fell into the Golden Sun Sacred Land and fell in front of the Golden Sun Sacred Land high-level elders.

Then, under the gaze of countless people, the Great Elder of Jinyang Sacred Land directly knelt towards the scroll, and then all the high-level members of Jinyang Sacred Land also knelt.

Then, the Saint Child of Tianwu Holy Land and the masters he brought were directly confused.

"Did these guys get water in their heads? Kneeling on a scroll?"

An elder of Tianwu Holy Land said in disbelief.

"Hmph, you ants are really sad!"

The opposite Shuiyue looked cold and arrogant.

These guys don't even know the power and horror of the master.

With a scroll left by the master's incarnation of divine consciousness, it is possible to kill the holy realm boss like the Golden Sun Lord!

The guardian formation of the Golden Sun Holy Land is under the master's scroll, and it is virtually useless. You must know that the guardian formation of the Golden Sun Holy Land can't even break through the holy realm boss.

"Dare you say we are ants?"

The powerhouses of Tianwu Holy Land behind Meng Changtian suddenly became angry, and they all stared at the opposite Shuiyue.

This guy is just a small divine realm, dare to be so presumptuous, does she think she is a holy realm boss? Really knowing how to live and die!

The people of Tianwu Holy Land never dreamed that they were killing themselves in Shuiyue's eyes.

"Cut, if you say that you are ants, it's all upholding you."

Shuiyue was still cold and arrogant, and very disapproving.

The people in Tianwu Sacred Land were even more angry. If it weren't for Meng Changtian's stop, they would have rushed forward and directly smashed Shuiyue, the arrogant fellow.

At this moment, in the Golden Sun Holy Land below, a faint figure appeared on the scroll on the ground.

As soon as this illusory figure appeared, an invisible aura immediately enveloped the entire world, as if a terrifying existence woke up from a deep sleep.

Although it was just a phantom, it gave people a horrible feeling of oppressing the heavens.

"Meet the master..."

When Shuiyue and the others saw that figure, they bowed down to that figure.

At this time, only the people of Tianwu Holy Land did not kneel.

But they also have an urge to bow down to that figure.

Those people with weak cultivation bases in the Tianwu Holy Land shivered and almost collapsed under the mighty power erupted from Xuying's body.

Every one of them, even Saint Son Meng Changtian felt bad, and his soul was trembling, panicking to the extreme.

"Senior, spare your life!"

At this moment, the Great Elder Jinyang, who was kneeling in front of the phantom, directly faced the coercion of the phantom, and they all squatted on the ground.

Even the elder Jinyang, the sacred elder, is no exception.

At this time, the Great Elder Jinyang knew how small he was in front of this mysterious phantom.

What made him desperate was that this was just a phantom, not even the incarnation of divine mind.

What kind of existence can leave such a powerful phantom on a scroll is unimaginable and terrifying!

"Surrender, or die!"

There was a wave of divine consciousness from the shadow of the shadow.

Needless to say?

Great Elder Jinyang directly cast his five bodies to the ground: "I wait to surrender, I wait to recognize the Lord, Jin Qiang, the Great Elder of Jinyang, pay homage to the master."

"Meet the master..."

The high-level Jinyang Holy Land behind Jin Qiang, the Great Elder of Jinyang, hurriedly followed suit, and came to the phantom with a five-body cast.

"Surrender, or die!"

At this moment, the figure in the valley suddenly turned and looked at the heavenly martial sacred people in the sky.

Meng Changtian and the others were shocked. He only felt that he was being watched by a supreme ruler. As long as the other party sneezed, he would be destroyed.

He hasn't knelt yet, but the majestic unicorn beast under his crotch is directly kneeling.

"Fu Bo, this..."

Meng Changtian looked at the humble old man beside him.

"kneel"

The old man named Fu Bo knelt as he said.

"Uh"

Meng Changtian also knelt when seeing Fu Bo, his mentality immediately collapsed. He was here to attack the Jinyang Holy Land, not to surrender.

This time I was really unlucky. Not only did the Golden Sun Sacred Land not be taken, but I also found a master for myself, and I didn't know who this master was.

The holy son of Tianwu Holy Land Meng Changtian was so depressed that he almost vomited old blood.

"I want to surrender!"

Meng Changtian handsomely turned over from the back of the Qilin Beast, and then knelt directly to the phantom below.

The other people in Tianwu Holy Land also knelt.

They had to kneel, the phantom below was too terrifying.

At this time, there is only one shadow standing proudly in the sky and on the ground, watching ten directions, and I am the only one standing.