Supreme Immortal Demon

Emperor Bailong did not speak, nor did Xitian Bohou.

In the few moments when Luo Shiqi defeated Commander Bochi and Luo Chuan killed Master Mo and overthrew the Demon Sect Palace, the two emperors had already reached the top of the Hongmeng giant tree, facing the thirty-nine Hongmeng Dao fruits, which were within their reach.

But coincidentally, whether Emperor Bailong or Xitian Bohou, neither of them reached out to pick the Hongmeng Dao fruit, but stopped the last step and turned to look at Luo Chuan.

The six eyes met, and the three of them looked very calm, as if they had anticipated what the other would do.

"Divide? How to divide?" After a while, Xitian Bohou asked.

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

"Brother, you are quite direct." Emperor Bailong smiled: "Among the three of us, the so-called contribution is naturally yours."

"Brother and fellow Daoist Xitian are here to contain us, and they have also made contributions." Luo Chuan smiled back: "How about this, I will take thirty of the Hongmeng Dao Fruits, and of course, brother will take the lion's share of the remaining nine. How about it?"

After the words fell, whether it was Emperor Fusheng, Yuyouxi, Nanli, or the fifty or so elders of the Demon Cult Palace who were released into the blood pool by True Lord Tianshe and pressed to the ground, none of them showed any surprise.

Luo Chuan and his son had a far-reaching layout and defeated the Youyou lineage and the Demon Cult Palace in succession.

True Lord Tianshe, the cannon fodder camp that can perform the Emperor's attack, plus the mysterious Luo Shiqi. With these three reliances, Luo Chuan does not have to be afraid even when facing Emperor Bailong and Xitian Bohou. If he continues to fight for the Hongmeng giant tree and Hongmeng Dao Fruit, under the premise that Emperor Bailong and Xitian Bohou do not join forces. Luo Chuan has at least more than 70% chance of winning.

Now the three of them have finished their negotiation. Of the thirty-nine Hongmeng Dao Fruits, it is only natural that Luo Chuan gets the most.

Emperor Bailong did not speak, staring at Luo Chuan with a playful and unpredictable look. Xitian Bohou smiled faintly, two sword lights flashed in his eyes, and a hint of displeasure appeared on his face.

Huh... Huh...

A strong wind blew from the sky, sweeping the earth, and sand and rocks flew. A supreme aura gathered a hundred feet away from the Hongmeng giant tree.

Another strong man appeared!

Everyone's eyes were cast there. Curious.

Only Luo Shiqi, Xitian Bohou and Emperor Bailong's eyes stagnated, and their faces showed solemnity. Especially Xitian Bohou, when he looked at the newcomer, compared with Luo Shiqi and Emperor Bailong, there was more hatred and anger in his eyes. He was forbearing to the extreme. But it was because it was profound to the extreme.

The strong wind subsided, and the flying sand settled.

A black dragon appeared in the wind and sand.

The black dragon was originally just a ball, but when it flew out of the wind and sand, its body immediately stretched out!

Pieces of crystal black dragon scales spread out, thousands of feet long, and the huge dragon head was comparable to a small mountain. It just floated in the air, looking at Luo Chuan, Emperor Bailong, and Xitian Bohou on the top of the Hongmeng giant tree, with cold eyes.

A light laugh came from the dragon's back: "You guys fought really hard and sealed the secrets of heaven. But do you really think that with just this little trick, you can hide the truth? Hahaha..."

The laughter became louder and deafening, and anyone could hear the strong sarcasm in the laughter.

Emperor Bailong and Xitian Bohou looked calm and unmoved. Not far away, Emperor Fusheng, who had already given up the fight for the Hongmeng giant tree, turned his head and glanced coldly at the man on the dragon's back. After a long smile, he said, "You are so young, I wonder who is this expert?"

"You are not qualified to know."

The man on the dragon's back also glanced at Emperor Fusheng indifferently, with cold eyes and indifferent tone.

Emperor Fusheng's eyes twitched, and then he laughed out loud: "Not qualified? I want to know who is qualified?"

"Those who are qualified have already known. Those who are not qualified will never be qualified."

The man on the dragon's back gently stroked the scales of the black dragon, looked at Emperor Fusheng, and suddenly raised his arm and threw out a ball of energy.

The ball of energy was wrapped in the wind shadow and could not be seen clearly. It was filled with a strong murderous intent and rushed straight towards Emperor Fusheng.

Emperor Fusheng was already furious because he had lost the qualification to compete. Suddenly, he saw another strong man coming to seize the Hongmeng giant tree, and he was also speaking arrogantly and with a contemptuous tone, so he was naturally unhappy.

"Isn't it just because he rode a black dragon."

Emperor Fusheng turned his palm, and a crystal clear seed rose in his palm. The seed swelled against the wind, and in a blink of an eye, it became bigger and turned into a Xumi world, which contained all kinds of changes.

Facing the attack of that group of qi, Emperor Fusheng looked calm, and his eyes were full of confidence.

"Qiankun, change!"

Emperor Fusheng shouted, turned his palm, and pushed out the world!

Rumble... Xumi world flew out in a rotation, facing the group of qi wrapped in the wind shadow.

"Emperor Fusheng, you are worthy of being a rising star on the emperor list. If you can continue like this, you will be in the top 30 in two hundred years... What a pity." Emperor Bailong sighed.

"It's a pity indeed." Xitian Bohou said briefly, staring at the man on the dragon's back, his right hand grasping the hilt of the sword behind him without knowing when.

With a loud sound that shook the earth, the Xumi Qiankun world of Emperor Fusheng was smashed into pieces by the group of qi, and then shattered into powder, which fell to the ground one after another.

Emperor Fusheng was stunned, his eyes widened, his face was stunned and unbelievable.

The most powerful moral method that he was proud of was broken by someone just like that, so casually, so vulnerable.

In an instant, the group of qi wrapped in the wind shadow appeared in front of Emperor Fusheng.

The wind shadow dissipated, revealing the original appearance of the group of qi.

Looking at the bright white aura that was so close, Emperor Fusheng's pupils shrank suddenly, and a name flashed through his mind, which was a legendary name even for him.

"You are..." Emperor Fusheng stared at the young man on the dragon's back not far away. Before he could say anything, the aura had already submerged him.

Boom boom... Emperor Fusheng flew out this time. He was violently knocked out by the aura, his robe was torn, his hair was messy, his face turned pale in an instant, he looked up and spurted out black blood, and his eyes dimmed in an instant.

Boom!

Emperor Fusheng was thrown into the mountain wall, and the surface of his emperor-level body was cracked with big holes, blood was spilled, and the broken and blurred flesh flowed out and condensed with the rocks. The whole person fell into the cave on the mountain wall, but he was like a flying insect that fell into a spider web, unable to move, let alone escape, and could only tremble and struggle from time to time.

"I don't rely on the black dragon you think."

The young monk in a purple Taoist robe stroked the dragon scales and glanced at Emperor Fusheng with contempt: "Are you convinced now? A mere emperor who has just entered the top 100 list not long ago, what qualifications do you have to know my name?"

There was complete silence.

Emperor Fusheng's face was full of pain and sorrow. His state of mind was no longer so stable after being hit by Luo Chuan. Today, he was humiliated in public, defeated in one move, and fell into the mountain wall. It was extremely humiliating.

What made him even more ashamed and angry was that until now, he didn't know who the other party was.

Nanli, Yu Youxi, and the elders of the Demon Sect Palace released by Tianshe Zhenjun looked at the young man riding on the black dragon in the air. The horror in their hearts was comparable to seeing Luo Chuan kill Master Mo before.

With just one move, the young man broke through the Xumi Qiankun and severely injured and defeated Emperor Fusheng.

Compared with Luo Shiqi who won by speed before, the young man's move was not very fast, and it was a head-on confrontation. Compared with the two, the young man's move seemed more terrifying.

In addition, no one could tell whether he had just arrived or had been lurking here for a long time like Luo Chuan. The oppression brought by this mysterious dragon-riding young man was almost catching up with Luo Chuan, who had the Heavenly Snake True Lord, the Cannon Fodder Camp and the Youyou Messenger.

"Who is he? He is so young, but he has such a good cultivation. Could he be the legendary monster-level genius?" Luo Chuan asked Luo Shiqi by voice transmission.

Before the voice arrived, it was blocked by Xitian Bohou and Bailong Emperor on the side.

"Luo Chuan, you really can't guess the identity of this person?" Bailong Emperor laughed and asked by voice transmission.

Luo Chuan's eyes wandered, and his face was thoughtful.

In the memory of Jiulong Jun, there was no such person. But Bailong Emperor, Xitian Bohou and his father all knew the origin of this person. This person was obviously also a long-established veteran in the Jiutian World.

Suddenly, an idea flashed through Luo Chuan's mind, and he asked Emperor Bailong: "Could it be a saint..."

"Yes, he is the guardian of one of the six saints." Xitian Bohou interrupted and said coldly: "You may not know his new identity. But you may have heard of his previous identity... He is the Holy Infant King of the former Jiulong Immortal Court!"

As soon as the four words "Holy Infant King" came out, Luo Chuan's mind buzzed, and the memory of Jiulong Jun turned over and over, like a tide, drowning his sea of ​​thoughts.

It's not that there are too many memories about the Holy Infant King, but the four words "Holy Infant King" triggered too many emotions in Jiulong Jun's memory.

In the past, Jiulong Jun raised an army to resist the universal saints, and even flew to the saints' palace in person to fight with the saints! According to rumors, some people say that Jiulong Jun can't beat the saints, some say that Jiulong Jun can fight the saints to a draw, and some say that Jiulong Jun can threaten the universal saints.

Regardless of the truth, the Lord of Nine Dragons has given the Saints a headache.

The destruction of the Lord of Nine Dragons and the Nine Dragons Immortal Court has always been a matter of debate. But there is one thing that everyone knows - although the Lord of Nine Dragons was defeated by the Saints, it was the betrayal and betrayal of his three disciples that really led him to a dead end.

Among them, the third-ranked disciple, who is also the most beloved disciple of the Lord of Nine Dragons, was raised by the Lord of Nine Dragons since childhood. Using secret methods, he reached the True Dan stage before the age of ten, the Infant stage before the age of twenty, and the Return to Void stage in his early twenties... After a hundred years, he has become a Nine Heavens strongman.

This person is the Holy Infant King.

In a blink of an eye, the memory of the Lord of Nine Dragons went through Luo Chuan's mind. Although Luo Chuan had forcibly restrained the surprise in his eyes, he was still caught by Xitian Bohou. (To be continued...)