Chapter 883

"Luo Chuan, how does Ben Dao feel that you know him?"

The West heavenly uncle Hou looked at Luo Chuan and whispered into the secret. He asked calmly.

"I don't know. You think too much, Taoist friend of the West sky." Luo Chuan said. He knew in his heart that once he said he knew, he would indirectly explain his relationship with Jiulong Jun.

As soon as Luo Chuan finished speaking, Xi Tian Bohou suddenly burst into laughter, which was deafening, in sharp contrast to his previous temperament of silence and forbearance.

Not only Luo Chuan and the White Dragon Emperor on one side, but everyone was attracted by the laughter of Bo Hou in the West sky and looked at them one after another.

"I knew, sir, how could he not stay behind!"

Xitian Bohou burst into laughter.

The voice fell, and everyone was surprised. Everyone turned their heads and looked at Luo Chuan in a daze. Everyone's eyes, including Nanli, yuyouxi and a group of demon sect elders, were shocked and incredible.

Everyone knows that the identity of Xi Tian Bohou is the most loyal subordinate of the first person to fight the saint for thousands of years. Therefore, the information revealed in Xi Tian Bohou's sentence is enough to shock the people present and even the nine heaven world.

In mid air, the purple robed boy riding the black dragon looked at Luo Chuan, his eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and his eyes were subtle.

"Nonsense."

Luo Chuan stared at Bo Hou in the West sky, with a cold look and plain eyes, but he was extremely alert at the bottom of his heart.

He didn't know why Xi Tian Bohou would say it in public even if he found it. What he was more worried about was that once he got the memory of Jiulong Jun, it would lead to great trouble.

"Luo Chuan, don't hide any more. We have already found the magic Luo Xianyan, and your subtle expression changes have betrayed you! You don't need to hide anything in front of us."

This time, Xi Tian Bohou didn't speak in public, but spread the sound into the secret. There was a trace of gentleness in his tone that was completely incompatible with his temperament.

Luo Chuan didn't say anything more. In the face of figures at the level of Xitian Bohou, since they have been found, there is no need to hide.

For a moment, several thoughts flashed through Luo Chuan's mind about how to deal with his secret discovery.

Having the memory of Jiulong Jun is equivalent to having an endless treasure mountain. Once this secret comes out, Luo Chuan will become the target of public criticism and the "strange treasure" of the competition among the powers. At that time, even the six sages may have to intervene.

Luo Chuan was thinking about it. At the next moment, he listened to the faint smile of Xi Tian Bo Hou and said: "in the past years, I heard you mention it. In addition to the three disciples under the throne, he also planned to accept another disciple... Luo Chuan, there is no need to hide, you are the fourth disciple under the throne! In a word, this Tao should also be called the little Lord."

Luo Chuan was stunned when he heard what Xi Tian Bohou said, but he covered it up well and didn't reveal it on the surface.

It turns out that the West heavenly Bohou misunderstood. The fourth disciple, young Lord?

Luo Chuan breathed a sigh of relief and sneered in his heart.

In Jiulong Jun's memory, when he felt that none of the three disciples under his seat was very satisfactory to him, he did have a plan to accept another disciple, but as soon as he received half of it, he ran aground on the way.

West Tian Bohou mistook Luo Chuan for the fourth disciple secretly accepted by Jiulong Jun and preached that he was the little Lord. This identity is also good, but it's still too eye-catching.

"Your successor? Hahaha... Xitian, you are still infatuated! Among the emperors left by the Dragon King, you are the most dedicated and live the most down and out."

Laughter came from the sky.

The young man on the black dragon's back looked at Luo Chuan deeply, and a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes. He didn't even pay his second eye. He looked directly at Bo Hou in the West sky and smiled: "More than ten years ago, I saw brother Xitian and wanted to call me Lord Xitian. More than ten years later, brother Xitian will call me Lord Protector... Brother Xitian, I respect you as a Taoist brother for the last time. The last time I ask you, are you willing to surrender to my lord?"

Bo Hou in the West glanced at the baby king and remained silent.

"Roar..."

Under the throne of the holy baby, the black dragon felt the power of the sword, his face showed a painful color, raised his head and roared, and opened his mouth to spit out dragon breath.

Just as it opened its mouth, the bright and shining armor magic weapon flashed by. In its huge mouth, there were thousands of strong soldiers and generals!

Those are all carefully refined Taoist soldiers. The number of them is about 3000. Each of them drives one demon. They have a deep breath and have reached the Taoist wheel territory! Although the positive fighting method is far from the opponent of the friars at the same level due to the Taoist soldiers, when the Western heavenly Prince and the White Dragon Emperor saw the Taoist soldiers, their faces showed dignified colors.

"In the past, when the three disciples under the throne of Jiulong rebelled, they all took a lot of treasures. The name of Jiulong Jun was taken from the nine real dragons he recovered in his life. The black dragon on which the baby King rode was the black dragon guarding the Tianmen gate in Jiulong Xianting. The three thousand soldiers were the famous dry dragon subduing the heaven soldiers. Holding their hands to seal the devil and gathering in an array, they could release the power comparable to the Emperor... No Needless to say, in the past, the Lord Jiulong robbed too many treasures. If he threw them out, it would lead to the looting of monks in Jiutian. "

Luo Chuan heard the voice of Luo seventeen. He wandered around and controlled the history, information and intelligence of heaven and earth. He is naturally no stranger to the matter of Jiulong king.

"That is to say, although he has a person, he also has the strength of three emperors." Luo Chuan preached and thought.

"Not three emperors." Luo seventeen's voice was a little strange: "it should be said that it is not only the strength of the three emperors, but now he is a Dharma Saint... He also has the power of sages, that is, the Qi that just defeated the floating emperor."

Luo Chuan was silent. He finally knew why he looked dignified when he saw the baby King's hand, including the White Dragon Emperor, Xitian Bohou and dad.

The power of sages... Even if the sages don't do it themselves, when the power of sages appears, I'm afraid it's difficult for one person to stop it.

You know, for hundreds of thousands of years, Jiulong Jun is the only one who can resist the power of sages in the nine day world.

"What's the matter, brother Xitian? After you've escaped for so many years, the former Fenghua of the first sword in the nine days is no longer, only the posture of a lost dog... Brother Xitian, I used to be taught by you many times in the past. Today, you obey the holy court, and the Tao will protect your wealth and honor. It should be a return of your kindness in the past."

The king of the holy baby saw that the emperor of the West sky was silent. He just thought he was moved and said with a smile.

"Puff..."

A chuckle sounded from the mouth of Bo Hou in the West sky. Not far away, Nanli and yuyouxi looked at each other, and their faces showed a touch of surprise and strangeness, because this kind of laughter came from the mouth of Xidian Bohou, which itself seemed very absurd.

"At that time, Ben Dao didn't see that you, a little baby who will never grow up, is a dog slave who can only wag his tail."

"Oh, I see. Dog baby, no wonder Ben didn't notice at that time. You pretended to be a poor dog slave at that time. Everyone was deceived by your dog baby slave."

"Dog baby slave, even if you want to be a dog slave yourself, don't mention Ben Shuai. Ben Shuai is a minister all day and keeps his way all his life... Just, you won't understand."

The purple robed boy on the black dragon's back turned pale every time Xidian Bohou said a word. When Xidian Bohou finished, the pale color on his face had turned into pig liver color, and his body couldn't help shaking.

The king of the holy baby stared fiercely at Bo Hou in the West sky. Yu Guang swept the onlookers and laughed angrily: "Good, good, good! The Western dog talent! You can be cruel! Up to now, you really think of yourself as a character? I tell you, this way is not what it used to be. Just flicking your finger can make you ashes... Everyone here, including you, are mole ants like you! You think you hide Hongmeng giant wood. In fact, all this has been well known by the sages! You It's ridiculous that I've been fighting here for a long time! "

The voice fell. Except for the elders and experts of the demon sect palace, almost none of the people present showed the expression that the baby king wanted to see.

Although the floating emperor was defeated miserably and embedded in the mountain wall, he still had a faint irony and dissatisfaction on his face.

Nanli gently stroked the neck hair of Bai Yu, as if he hadn't heard it.

Yu you smiled and played with the erratic Arctic light in the palm of his hand.

"I don't know anything else. I only know that the sages didn't really find Hongmeng giant wood... In the holy court, you are the only one who knows the news of Hongmeng giant wood." Luo seventeen raised his head, looked at the boy on the dragon's back, showed a trace of ridicule, and pointed to the four wandering messengers who couldn't move in front of him: "they sent the news of Hongmeng giant wood to the holy court."

"Hum." the baby King's face changed slightly, and a touch of embarrassment was revealed in his expression. In a flash, he regained his indifference.

"You are the legendary Baby King?" the White Dragon Emperor looked at the purple robed boy with his hands on his back and nodded his head with approval: "Yes, yes, indeed, it's a bit of legendary elegance. It's a pity to hear that you used to be a child, never grow up, and can't have sex with women. But now it seems that your new master is not very good to you. He only helps you to look like a teenager. You're half familiar, half big, and half hard. I'm afraid it's rare for women to like... Unfortunately, it's a pity."

The baby King's chest fluctuated slightly and his face was blue and purple. After listening to the words of the White Dragon Emperor, he was about to explode!

"You... Are so brave! Good, good, good! Everyone wants to learn from the rebellious Jiulong king, not paying attention to the holy court and sages! In this way, the Tao will help you and let you know what the power of the Tao is!"

On the black dragon's back, the purple robed boy looked up and laughed, pinching a seal with his left hand.

On the branches of Hongmeng giant wood, Luo Chuan glanced at the people on Hongmeng giant wood, including the floating emperor trapped in the mountain wall. There was a trace of resistance in everyone's eyes, especially the West Tian Bohou and the White Dragon Emperor.

Although very light, but very clear.

Luo Chuan couldn't help thinking of what the king of heaven sea demon said to him in the border wasteland blood castle a few years ago.

To sum up, there are eight words - emperors in the world do not obey the saint!