Chapter 838： Sun rises and moon sets (2/2)
However, the cultivation base of the war ghost is one of the best, is the golden body of the four calamities, and can be called an extremely strong person in the wind and the nine states.
One calamity is ordinary, two calamities are first-rate, three calamities are top, and four calamities are extremely high!
There are not many dharma statues at this level among the six holy places.
In the case of a war ghost shooting, Lord Black had to deal with the other five golden bodies at the same time, all of which could force the opponent back with one palm.
From this point, Su Han got the judgment just now!
”Sure enough, if you can become the leader of the Nether Knight, how can you be a mundane person.
Supreme...I don’t know that in the golden body, the gap between each realm is just pure power difference, or there are other special gaps...”
Su Han secretly thought.
Like the tenth level of the physical body, each level is a power gap, and the same is true for the fetal breath level, but it is different at the Wuzun level.
Concentration, soul gathering, primordial spirit, divine transformation, there are not only power gaps in each small realm, but also some essential differences.
Perhaps the same is true of Dhamma.
Su Han hadn't expected Lord Hei to return him, after all, he was a supreme powerhouse with his own pride.
As a result, I didn't expect that not long after the silence, Lord Hei suddenly looked back at him, and then faintly said:
”What kind of person can you be the leader of the Ghost Knight?”
Su Han was startled slightly, then smiled and said: ”I didn't expect that Lord Black is really the supreme and powerful, the juniors admire it!”
”Admire? I admire you pretty much.”
Master Hei said lightly: ”To be able to walk out of the Temple of Death alive, you are the first one in these hundreds of years.”
”It's just luck.”
Su Han smiled, ”Unfortunately, I didn't get anything, I just can get out alive.”
”You don't have to get anything, it's a matter for Emperor Long Shengman, I don't care. As for you, you say you are lucky, hehe...”
Master Hei smiled, ”When I was in the Nether Sacred Land, I personally watched several walking-level Tianjiao enter the concentrating realm.
They also set foot in the Death Temple. One of them is still the young master of the Nether Sacred Land, who can at least be promoted to an existence like a quasi-emperor in the future, and his qualifications and Bladeless Blood are almost the same...”
After a pause, the smile on Lord Hei's face gradually lost: ”But even he failed to leave the Temple of Death alive.”
”Do you still say that you are lucky? But there is no need to talk to me, I will only take you back to see Emperor Long Shengman.”
Lord Hei said, he stopped speaking.
Su Han smiled.
After about half an hour of silence, Su Han asked again:
”Master Hei, you just mentioned the quasi-emperor, in this world, besides the bloodless ancestors, are there other quasi-emperors?
They should all be the Six Tribulations, right? ”
Lord Black frowned slightly, then slowly unfolded, and said lightly:
”There are fewer quasi emperors in this world than the heavenly emperors. When the number of quasi-emperors is equal to that of the heavenly emperors, it's time for some heavenly emperors to run out of life and run out of oil and light.”
There was a pause, ”In addition to the Bloodless Blade of the Northern Territory, there are also two quasi-emperors, one is dormant in the sea of stars and never comes out easily, and the other is in the Wild Demon Mountain Range.”
”There are only three people...”
A hint of deep thought flashed in Su Han's eyes.
But turning around and thinking about it is normal.
The supreme and powerful people in the world should be the reserve quasi-emperor. For example, the black lord in front of him, I am afraid that one day he will be able to set foot in the Six Tribulations and become a quasi-emperor.
When those supreme beings become quasi-emperors, there will be new ones to make up, and the emperor will fall. Renewal, rising and falling, but so.