Chapter 882

The White Dragon Emperor didn't speak, nor did the West Tian Bo Hou.

Just a few moments after Luo seventeen defeated commander bochi and Luo Chuan killed the leader of Mo sect and subverted the demon sect palace, the two emperors and strong men had come to the top of Hongmeng giant wood and faced 39 Hongmeng Taoist fruits at their fingertips.

But coincidentally, both the White Dragon Emperor and the West heavenly uncle didn't reach out to pick the Hongmeng fruit, but stopped the last step and turned to look at Luochuan.

The eyes of the three were calm, as if they had expected each other's behavior.

"Minutes? How?" asked Xitian Bohou after a long time.

"This is simple, naturally according to the size of contribution." Luo Chuan said.

"Brother, you are direct." the White Dragon Emperor smiled: "the so-called contribution of the three of us is naturally your greatest."

"My brother and the Western Taoist friends have made contributions here." Luo Chuan replied with a smile: "how about this, Hongmeng Taoist fruit? I account for 30 and there are nine left. Of course, my brother takes the big head. How about it?"

The voice fell. No matter whether it was the floating emperor, Yu Youxi, Nanli, or the 50 or so elders of the demon sect who were released by the heavenly snake Zhenjun and pressed to the ground, they didn't show any surprise.

Luo Chuan and his son have a far-reaching layout and have defeated youYou Yimai and demon cult palace in a row.

The sky snake is a real king. It can display the cannon fodder camp of the emperor's attack, plus the mysterious Luo seventeen. Luo Chuan has these three major dependencies. Even in the face of the White Dragon Emperor and the West tianbohou, he doesn't have to be afraid. If he continues to compete for Hongmeng giant wood and Hongmeng Daoguo, Luo Chuan has at least a 70% chance of winning if the White Dragon Emperor and the West tianbohou don't cooperate.

At present, the three people have agreed to stop, and it is natural that Luochuan accounts for the majority of the 39 Hongmeng road fruits.

The White Dragon Emperor didn't speak. He stared at Luo Chuan. His eyes were playful and unpredictable. The West Tian Bo Hou smiled faintly, and two sword lights flashed in his eyes, showing a trace of displeasure on his face.

Hoo... Hoo

There was a vigorous wind in the sky. The wind rolled the earth, flying sand and stones. A supreme breath gathered hundreds of feet away from Hongmeng giant wood.

Another strong man appeared!

People's eyes cast at the, showing curiosity.

Only Luo seventeen, Bo Hou in the West sky and the White Dragon Emperor's eyes stagnated, and their faces showed dignified colors one after another. In particular, when he looked at people's eyes, he felt more hatred and anger than Luo seventeen and the White Dragon Emperor. He endured it to the extreme, but it was because it was profound to the extreme.

The wind subsided and the flying sand settled.

A black dragon appeared in the sand.

The black dragon had only one ball, but when it flew out of the sand, its body immediately spread!

Pieces of glittering and translucent black dragon scales spread out for thousands of feet. The huge dragon head is comparable to a hill. It floats in the air and looks at Luochuan, Bailong emperor and Xitian Bohou at the height of Hongmeng giant wood, with cold eyes.

From the dragon's back, there was a burst of light smile: "you guys are really lively and sealed the secret of heaven. But do you really think you can hide the world by this means? Ha ha..."

The laughter became loud and deafening, and anyone could hear the strong irony in the laughter.

The White Dragon Emperor and the West Tian Bohou looked as usual and remained unmoved. Not far away, the floating emperor, who had given up competing for Hongmeng giant wood, turned his head, glanced coldly at the man on the dragon's back, smiled for a long time and said, "there is a tight life under the pavilion. I don't know who is an expert?"

"You're not qualified to know."

The man on the dragon's back also glanced at the floating emperor with cold eyes and indifferent tone.

The floating emperor immediately laughed: "not qualified? I want to know who is qualified?"

"Those who are qualified already know. Those who are not qualified will never be qualified."

The man on the dragon's back gently stroked the black dragon's scale skin, looked at the floating emperor, suddenly raised his arm and threw out a ball of Qi.

The air machine was wrapped by the wind shadow. It could not be seen clearly. There was a strong sense of killing in it. It went straight to the floating emperor.

The floating emperor was already angry when he lost his qualification to compete. Suddenly, he saw another strong man coming to rob Hongmeng giant wood, and spoke wildly in a contemptuous tone.

"I rode a black dragon."

The floating emperor turned his palm, and a crystal clear seed floated in the palm. The seed rose in the wind and became bigger in the twinkling of an eye, turning into a world of Xu Mi heaven and earth, and hiding all kinds of changes.

Facing the attack of the Qi machine, the floating emperor looked calm and his eyes were full of confidence.

"Heaven and earth, change!"

The floating emperor opened his mouth and shouted, turning the palm of his hand to push out the world of heaven and earth!

Boom... Xumi heaven and earth flew out of the world and met the air machine wrapped in the wind.

"The floating emperor is worthy of being a rising star on the emperor list. If this continues, he will be in the top 30 two hundred years later... It's a pity." the White Dragon Emperor sighed.

"It's really a pity." Xi Tianbo Hou was concise and comprehensive. He stared at the man on the dragon's back, and his right hand didn't know when he had grabbed the hilt behind him.

With an earth shaking drama, the Xumi heaven and earth world of the floating emperor was hit by the air machine, and immediately broke into powder, which spread all over the earth.

The floating emperor was stunned and stared round. He was stunned and unbelievable.

The strongest moral method he was proud of was easily broken, so understated and so vulnerable.

In an instant, the air machine wrapped in the wind appeared in front of the floating emperor.

The wind shadow drifted away, revealing the original appearance of the air machine.

Looking at the white Qi machine close at hand, the pupil of the floating emperor shrank sharply, and a name flashed in his mind. Even for him, it can be called a legendary name.

"You are..." emperor Fusheng stared at the boy on the dragon's back not far away. Before he said it, the Qi machine had drowned him.

Boom... The floating emperor flying out this time. He was fiercely hit by the air machine and flew out. His Taoist robe was broken and his hair bun was scattered. His face turned pale in an instant, his head looked up and spewed black blood, and his eyes darkened in an instant.

Boom!

The floating emperor was thrown into the mountain wall by the whole. The surface of the emperor's body was cracked and spilled with blood. The broken and fuzzy blood and flesh flowed out and condensed with the melting of mountain rocks. The whole person fell into the cave of the mountain wall, but he was like a flying insect falling into a spider web. He couldn't move, let alone escape. He could only tremble and struggle for a while.

"What we rely on is not the black dragon you think."

The young friar in a purple Taoist robe stroked the dragon scale and glanced contemptuously at the floating Emperor: "now you can take it? Just an emperor, who has just entered the top 100 list. What is the qualification to know the name of this Tao."

in perfect silence.

The floating emperor was full of pain and sorrow. His Taoist state of mind was no longer so stable after being hit by Luochuan. Today, he was humiliated in public, defeated by one move, and fell into the mountain wall. It was a great shame.

What makes him more ashamed and angry is that up to now, he doesn't know who the other party is.

Nanli, Yuyou West, and the elders of the demon sect released by tiansnake Zhenjun looked at the young man riding a black dragon in the air. Their horror was comparable to seeing Luo Chuan kill the leader of Mo sect.

With one move, the young man broke Xumi's heaven and earth and defeated the floating emperor.

Compared with Luo seventeen, who won quickly before, the young man didn't shoot very fast, and he still fought head-on. Compared with the two, the young man's hand was even more terrible.

In addition, no one can judge whether he has just arrived or whether he, like Luo Chuan, has been lurking here and endured for a long time. The oppression brought by this mysterious young man riding the dragon is almost catching up with Luo Chuan, who has tiansnake Zhenjun, cannon fodder camp and youyou messengers.

"Who is he? He is young, but he has such cultivation and practice. Is he the legendary monster genius?" Luo Chuan asked Luo seventeen.

Before the voice reached, it was stopped by the West Tian Bohou and the White Dragon Emperor.

"Luo Chuan, you really can't guess the identity of this person?" the White Dragon Emperor asked with a low smile.

Luo Chuan's eyes wandered and his face was thinking.

In Jiulong Jun's memory, there is no such person. But the White Dragon Emperor, the West Tian Bohou and his father all know the origin of this man. Obviously, this man is also an old strong man who has been famous for a long time in the nine days world.

Suddenly, an idea flashed through Luo Chuan's mind and asked the White Dragon Emperor, "is it holy..."

"Yes, he is the Dharma protector under one of the six sages." Xitian Bohou interrupted and said coldly, "you may not know his new identity. But you may have heard of his former identity... He was the holy Baby King of Jiulong Xianting in the past!"

As soon as the four words of the holy Baby King came out, Luo Chuan's brain hummed. The memory of the Nine Dragon King overturned and fluctuated, just like the tide, drowning his Nian sea.

It is not that there are too many memories of the baby king, but the four words "Baby King" have triggered too many emotions in the memory of Jiulong king.

In the past, Jiulong King fought against the sages of the world. He once flew to the Taoist palace of the sages and fought with the sages! In the world rumors, some people say that Jiulong king can't fight the sages, some say that Jiulong king can draw with the sages, and some say that Jiulong king can threaten the sages in the world.

No matter what the truth is, Jiulong Jun has given the sages a headache.

There have been different opinions on the destruction of the Kowloon king and the Kowloon fairy court. But one of them is well known - although Jiulong Jun was defeated by sages, it was the betrayal and betrayal of the three disciples who really put him on a dead end.

He ranks third among them and is also the favorite disciple of Jiulong Jun. he was raised by Jiulong Jun from an early age. Using the secret method, he is less than the real pill at the age of 10, less than the baby at the age of 20, and returns to emptiness in his early twenties... After 100 years of age, he is already a strong man in nine days.

This is the baby king.

At the moment of snapping his finger, the memory of Jiulong Jun walked through Luo Chuan's mind. Although Luo Chuan had forcibly restrained the surprise in his eyes, he was still captured by Xi Tian Bohou.