Chapter 1527 The Secret of Daluo, Incarnation of the White Emperor

"Now, you can say it!" The straight path of the black throat.

Hearing this, the White Emperor of the West also muttered a little in his heart, "Is it possible that he really has such ability? Otherwise, how can you be confident that you can't see any fbreak! However, it shouldn't be. Even in the imperial court, the ancestor who had been promoted to the realm of half-step Daluo for many years did not have such ability!

Yes, he must be deliberately cheating me, which makes me have scruples and dare not tell him that he is fake. Humph--How can my life fall on him? You still have to rely on yourself!"

When it came to this point, the White Emperor of the West made up his mind. Then, they opened their mouths and said twelve names, as well as their own cultivation and where they live now.

"It's only twelve. Why don't you say a few more?" The black throat opened his mouth again and asked.

"These are all in the imperial court, and there is no seclusion all year round. The rest are either in the main hall of the Anti-Demon Alliance, or they are closed to death, and they can't be seen at all. It's useless to say it! However, if you want, I can also give it to you!" The White Emperor of the West is the way of time.

"Forget it, these twelve are not bad in strength. If what you said is true, then the power of their blood is enough! I won't bother with that!" Wuhou said, and his hands suddenly stretched out, and he clicked dozens of times on the body of the White Emperor in the West.

In these dozens of times, the White Emperor of the West has no special feeling, but he can also imagine that he must have been planted with a special prohibition to prevent himself from getting rid of the shackles and fleeing.

Sure enough, next, the black throat said bluntly, "Just now, what I planted for you is not a powerful prohibition. If you have the intention, you can crack it. However, I can tell you that although it is not difficult for him to crack, it is extremely **. Whenever there is a little loosening, it will be perceived by me. At that time, I may give up dealing with other white emperors and clean you up first.

However, if I come back, none of these prohibitions will be loosened. If I feel something, I will not only let you go, but also absorb the rest of the fundamental luck of the Western Fairyland, so that you can swallow it, so that you can also enjoy a creation! I think you may not know that if you are promoted to the realm of Daluo Jinxian, you must have a lot of luck to support it. Otherwise, even if you are exhausted, it will be difficult to really become a Daluo.

That's why those powerful people in Taikoo want to build their own power and mountain gates, in order to share these luck, help themselves, and promote to a higher level. However, because when they practice, it is really too easy, they don't pay attention to this at all. Therefore, it makes the disciples of the younger generation know very little about this. They only know how to practice step by step and practice according to the method. It's amazing, that is, to create some new methods.

"So that's it. No wonder, in our spiritual fairyland, some ancestors of the first-line Daluo, have practiced such a realm for many years, but they have no intention of promotion at all!" Hearing this, the White Emperor of the West was also a great shock.

He speculated from the posture of the black throat that what the black throat said should not be empty. At this moment, even if it's him, he can't help but feel so emotional and surging. There is nothing we can do, because if this news is learned by the masters of the Western Heavenly Emperor's Court, it will definitely be able to make a big breakthrough in their own cultivation according to the situation!

However, although the Xitian Bai Emperor's heart was moved, he did not show much on his face. He was afraid that after the black throat found out, he would have any doubts about him.

"Oh? In our spiritual fairyland, there is also a line of Daluo's ancestors? Then why didn't you participate in the battle against the Shura world in those years? Otherwise, we would not have killed those people in vain!" When the black throat heard this, he also asked in his heart.

"The ancestor of the first-line Daluo, we naturally have it in the fairyland. They were the founders of the Anti-Demon Alliance! However, they are the last force of our spiritual fairy world. They will not be dispatched until the life and death of the spiritual fairy world. The White Emperor's Road in the West.

"So much?" Wuhou is very ** to this news, because it has endangered his life.

"That was back then, but now, it's not that much. Some of those predecessors failed and fell; some went crazy and lost their strength; some were reincarnated in order to break through the shackles. Now, how much is left of the first-line Daluo Laozumen? Although I don't know, it should not exceed three!" The White Emperor of the West came back in time.

"It turns out that there are only three, so it's nothing. I really can't beat it. At worst, I just run away, and it's difficult for them to kill me. In addition, if I combine yin and yang, even if I can't make an immediate impact like the realm of Daluo Golden Immortals, my strength will inevitably have another surge. That is, these three first-line Daluo masters may not be able to beat me!" With this in mind, the heart of the black throat has completely stabilized.

"Well, the benefits have been given to you in advance. I hope you can be informed and don't do some bad actions!" At this time, the black throat said again.

"Don't worry, I still attach great importance to my life, and I never joke about it." The White Emperor of the West, there was no hesitation at all, that is, time, and then went back.

"That's good!" The black throat casually dealt with a sentence, and then, his right hand and palm were like a knife, casually cutting at the White Emperor of the Western Heaven. At that time, a piece of flesh and blood the size of a palm on the arm of the White Emperor of the Western Heaven was cut off.

This piece of flesh and blood has not really landed, and the black throat has shaken. At that time, a black smoke column-like breath came out from the top door of the little monk of Haiyin, and then, it surged away towards the flesh and blood, just like a fly with bloody smell.

The black gas, like mercury, penetrated into the flesh and blood of the White Emperor in the West in an instant. At that time, the flesh and blood turned into black, but the black did not look dirty and dirty, but seemed unparalleled crystal and gorgeous.

In an instant, the black flesh and blood flashed, and then the flesh and blood rose rapidly, like water, constantly squirming and changing. In an instant, it turned into a figure.

This figure is not someone else, but the White Emperor of the West. (( To be continued