"Sixth?"

Zhao Fan was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion: "Who are the other four except King Ye and the Demon King?"

"Rebel King."

"Mirror King."

"Black King."

"Horse of Desire."

Zi Fenghou said the title one by one.

"ah?"

Zhao Fan was stunned after hearing this.

In his memory, the two kings he knew were the kings of the present, the King of the Rebellion and the Primitive King.

There is also King of Mirror, which is the predecessor of Fuqu.

But the question is, who is the Black King?

Why haven't you heard it?

Not only that, even when Sanyue Hou, who was the Eighteen Marquis of Defiance, introduced the world's title to him, he did not mention that existence.

"Have you not been here before the Primitive King and the Celestial King?" Zhao Fan was puzzled.

"The Primitive King fell too early and had not yet waited for the saintly realm to appear."

Zi Fenghou said slowly: "The ranking of the King of the Insulated King on the Holy Dragon Ladder is not too high compared to other Kings, but counts from top to bottom. It should be even higher. After all, other Kings are within five thousand levels. Perhaps, when he climbed to that level, there was something urgent to leave? He had already fallen and could not be traced back."

"Um."

Zhao Fan nodded and said, "Who is the Black King?"

"A traitor."

Zi Fenghou sighed regretfully: "So the endless territory has cleared all records about him. Even if he knows that he exists, he will not mention it again. As time goes by, the name of the Black King has not been circulated again."

"traitor?"

Zhao Fan widened his eyes incredibly. He had been crowned as king. Is it necessary to be a traitor?

"In fact, it is better to say that the Black King is a traitor than a traitor." Zi Fenghou described: "The Black King's melee battle is the strongest among the Daojun in history, and there is no doubt that he has no desires in other aspects, including his position, which is like nothing to the Black King. The alien race said that he could make him stronger and directly showed half of the promise, and the Black King directly joined the alien race, so in his eyes, he only had himself."

Then Zi Fenghou said again: "As for King Jing, I don't know how to comment. Some say she is a rebellious, some say she is an insider. Even if I am the master of the mystery, I can't know the truth."

"No."

Zhao Fan asked in wonder, "Horse of Desire? Is this not a king yet?"

"Um."

Zi Fenghou nodded and said, "A illusion, looking at the endless territory, is an unpopular path, and there has never been any signature super strong existence. However, the Marquis of Desire is still an unknown person before climbing the Saint Dragon Ladder to the Enfeoffment Realm. Not only that, he was positioned at 200 million levels during the combat power evaluation."

"How much did the Marquis of Desire finally climb?" Zhao Fan said curiously.

"The third-last rank is second only to the two major titles, far surpassing the other titles."

Zifeng Hou's speech was not astonishing as he could.

"this……"

Zhao Fan asked in confusion: "How did you do it? Is it based on illusion?"

"Yes." Zifenghou said with a smile: "Short after Hou Xuhou left, someone discovered that the ranking of the Holy Dragon Ladder changed. Under the two kings, the title of one of the titles was too conspicuous. Since then, Hou Xuhou's fame has soared, and his illusion methods have even made the two kings vaguely vague for a moment. How powerful is that illusion? Everyone calls Hou Xuhou the 19th Marquis of Destiny, but its power is the ordinary upper level of the Heaven, so it is not among them. Hou Xu, who has promoted the illusion, and then more and more Chaos Taoist Lords have joined it."

"sharp."

Zhao Fan admired him very much.

at the same time.

He remembered the Burial Holy Mountain again.

King Mirror, King Black, and King Embed are all kings, and they can definitely leave traces on the surface of the mountain.

But why are these three digits not engraved on the stone wall inside?

The Chaos Daojun only has two great kings, including himself and the little savage.

However, he did not talk to Zifenghou.

After all, I have gained great opportunities when I entered the Burial Saint Mountain, and I have not yet reached unreserved trust with the other party.

If he asked, Zifenghou would know that he had successfully entered.

"Brother Zifeng, then I'll go up first. You can continue the progress of the last time."

Zhao Fan smiled.

"Yes." Zi Fenghou nodded and touched the Holy Dragon Pan.

Then, his figure suddenly moved to the corresponding order height.

Zhao Fan raised his head and could vaguely see that Zifenghou was located at a position below the 700 million stairs.

He also touched the Holy Dragon Plate, but there was no movement.

"This... I can't teleport up if I haven't broken through?"

Zhao Fan complained and then jumped up.

Sure enough, after passing the combat power evaluation, there was no sense of oppression before reaching the allowed height.

Gradually.

Zhao Fan reached the nine-one order.

"If you pass by, just pass the reward."

Zhao Fan stood on top with a thought.

Immediately afterwards, his consciousness appeared in the space within the steps.

Zhao Fan felt his illusion.

In reality, everything in chaos secret treasures, supreme supernatural powers, martial arts and secret techniques are perfectly synchronized without any restrictions.

And ahead of his sight.

A blue-white dragon manifests itself!

That dragon is different from the Eastern Dragon and Western Dragon in the human world.

A pair of big wings.

The faucet is like a triangle.

The tail is strong and powerful.

But dragon horns and dragon scales are still more like oriental dragons.

This was the first time Zhao Fan saw a dragon after entering the endless territory.

"Come on, little thing."

Zhao Fan hooked his finger.

"Ao!"

The blue and white dragon rushed over.

Although he is at the level of the Daojun of the Heaven, the power fluctuations emitted by him have not even reached the normal threshold.

No wonder Zi Fenghou said that the threshold for entry can exceed 100 million levels.

Zhao Fan did not even take out the Emperor's name, and his two fingers were like to inserting tofu, and he casually penetrated the other party's body.

Then a clip.

The blue and white dragon turned into a cloud of blood mist.

The next moment.

Zhao Fan's consciousness withdrew from the combat space.

In his eyes, a platform rose beside him on the ladder.

A white bottle is placed on it.

"Pill?"

Zhao Fan walked over curiously, opened the bottle cap and couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

The best healing medicine against the will of heaven.

"It is probably the benefit from the Holy Dragon Ladder to all the Daojun Nitian who came here."
Chapter completed!