The years when I would transform

After Frevogon and Dorat fumbled around for a few space storage objects, they began to look for Wang Xiao everywhere. Due to the thick fog interfering with their perception, they were unable to find any trace of Wang Xiao. It was only now that the thick fog became thinner, and the two of them heard the sound of fighting in the distance and sensed energy fluctuations.

"Could it be Wang Xiao?" Frevogon squinted and looked towards the direction where the sound of fighting came from.

He was unfamiliar with Wang Xiao's energy fluctuations and could not tell whether the evolver fighting in the distance was Wang Xiao.

Dorat scratched his head, "Sabi!"

"I also sensed energy fluctuations from the White Feather Clan, and it seems to be Long Zekun, who is only slightly inferior to me in appearance..." Just when Frevogon was hesitating whether to go over and have a look, the battle fluctuations suddenly disappeared, and he He asked in surprise: "Is it over?"

"Sabi!"

"Go away, mine is the handsome guy recognized by our Frey family." Freyvogon glared at Dorat, as if he was greatly insulted.

"Sabi, Sabi!"

Frevogon didn't bother to pay attention to Dorat anymore, because he never won the fight with Dorat.

No matter how many words he says, Dorat will always be [Sabi].

What’s even more frustrating is that the word Shabi is all-encompassing and can express countless meanings in the shortest words.

Tell me, why is this fight still going on?

Just when Frevogon felt helpless, Wang Xiao slowly walked out of the mist, his face slightly pale, after all, he had suffered some minor injuries.

Frevogon frowned slightly when he saw Wang Xiao's slightly embarrassed look, as if he didn't quite understand how Wang Xiao could be injured. Could it be that the person who just fought with the White Feather Clan was really Wang Xiao?

Now that Wang Xiao is back alive, the White Feather Clan...

Doraemon walked quickly towards Wang Xiao and said worriedly: "Sabi!"

Wang Xiao gasped and said: "The people of the White Feather Clan are too strong. I am no match for them. Fortunately, I met a few friends to help. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to see you."

After hearing Wang Xiao's words, Frevogon stepped forward and wanted to check Wang Xiao's injury, "Wang Xiao, you are injured, let me take a look."

Wang Xiao shook his head, "No need, I've already given the medicine, it won't be a problem."

Frevogon looked at Wang Xiao suspiciously. He always felt that there were many loopholes in what Wang Xiao said. He even speculated that Wang Xiao's injuries were all fake.

Of course, Wang Xiao was pretending. This injury was not serious due to his strong self-healing ability. The reason why he acted slightly embarrassed was because he didn't want to attract too much attention.

"Well, where is Long Zekun?" Frevogon asked, with a hint of vigilance in his eyes.

Wang Xiao sighed, "He is dead."

Frevogon and Dorat were stunned at the same time, obviously not expecting that Long Zekun of the White Feather Tribe would really die in Wang Xiao's hands.

"Did you kill him?" Frevogon looked at Wang Xiao in disbelief.

Wang Xiao nodded, then shook his head, "I killed him. If it hadn't been for the help of my friends, I would have been in trouble."

Frevogon was silent for a moment, then patted Wang Xiao on the shoulder, "The White Feathers are not good people. Just kill them. Well done."

Wang Xiao smiled and said nothing more.

"By the way, you just said your friends were helping, where are they?" Frevogon suddenly asked.

Wang Xiao's eyes flickered, "They have already left. They have their own things to be busy with and cannot stay here forever."

Frevogon nodded and did not ask any more questions. As for whether he really believed Wang Xiao's words, only he knew that.

In short, these two people are talking about cheating, 60% false and 40% true.

We are wary of each other, but we cooperate with each other.

While they were talking, a sudden strong wave of energy came from a distance, causing the ground to tremble.

Frevogon and Dorat immediately looked at the direction where the energy fluctuations were coming from, and were very surprised.

"This is... Long Zekun's energy fluctuation!" Frevogon shouted in shock. He had just clearly sensed that Long Zekun's energy fluctuation had stopped, and Wang Xiao also claimed that he had killed Long Zekun.

But what's going on now?

Didn't Wang Xiao kill Long Zekun?

Beaten to death?

They are all evolvers in the Mysterious Realm, how could they make such a low-level mistake?

Doraemon was also stunned. He stared at the energy fluctuations in the distance with wide eyes, completely unable to understand what was going on.

"Sabi...Sabi..." Dorat stammered.

Wang Xiao frowned. He himself was confused. Long Zekun's entire chest was turned into blood mist by himself. He had no energy at all. How could he come back to life in the blink of an eye, and his strength seemed to become stronger? .

Could it be said that Long Zekun has some kind of ability to be resurrected?

Just when they were confused, a figure rushed out from the energy fluctuations. It was Long Zekun of the White Feather Clan. He was bathed in dazzling light, flying close to the ground with his feet covered with mist.

"Wang Xiao!" Long Zekun roared and slapped Wang Xiao with a distant palm.

The majestic energy whipped up the roaring wind, and the sand and rocks on the ground were blown up all over the sky.

Wang Xiao's pupils shrank. He could feel the terrifying power contained in this palm, which was absolutely infinitely close to the Shenqiao realm.

"What ability is this?" Frevogon exclaimed. He had never seen anyone resurrected after death and burst out with such powerful power.

I've never heard of the White Feather Clan having this kind of ability!

"Long Zekun must have some kind of secret treasure on his body." Wang Xiao squinted his eyes, then clapped his palm, and a huge golden palm print faced Long Zekun.

The two palm prints collided in the air like a turbulent wave, instantly bursting out earth-shattering energy ripples, as if the sun was coming, shining brightly, the ground underfoot shook violently, making bursts of roars, as if the apocalypse was coming, the sky collapsed and the earth collapsed.

Wang Xiao took a few steps back, a surge of energy and blood, while Long Zekun's figure stagnated, and then returned to normal.

This time, Wang Xiao lost to Long Zekun.

"Long Zekun's secret treasure is so powerful, it must be the most precious thing among the Baiyu tribe." Wang Xiao twisted his wrist bones that were numb from the shock and said to Frevogon.

When Frevogon heard about the treasure, his mung bean eyes almost gleamed, and he let out a jeering laugh, "Treasure? This is a good thing. This is mine. Don't steal it."

Wang Xiao saw Frewogon's greedy look and immediately speculated on Freywogon's true strength, secretly saying: "Freiwogon seems not afraid of Longzekun. It seems that his strength is close to the Shenqiao realm."

Frevogon dared to say "This is mine, don't steal it" at this time, which shows that he has absolute confidence in himself.

After Frevogon finished speaking, his body turned into a black mist and disappeared without a trace, like a ghost, disappearing without a sound.