The years when I would transform

"Oh my god, who's fighting?"

Some evolutionists were stunned. Could this kind of energy fluctuation be the result of the masters of the Shenqiao Realm fighting?

"I guess the two geniuses from the Golden Horn Clan and the Netherworld Clan are fighting."

Some evolutionists believe that this horrifying scene is caused by Lakoro and Mingye of the Golden Horn tribe.

"No, I just saw Lakoro leaving here through the thick fog."

There was a lot of discussion for a while, but no evolver dared to join in the fun. In this case, fighting for opportunities is the most important thing. It's just a joke!

Frevogon was hidden in the void, his eyelids beating involuntarily, his eyes tightly fixed on the battle between Wang Xiao and Long Zekun. The shock in his heart could not be greater. The strength shown by Wang Xiao had exceeded his expectations.

He couldn't help but start to imagine how terrifying Wang Xiao would be if he transformed.

"This kid is hiding deep enough." Frevogon muttered secretly in his heart, and he instantly understood the reason why Wang Xiao was unwilling to transform easily.

"Golden Horns..." Frevogon's brows furrowed even more.

The Golden Horn Clan, one of the top ten races, is also in this secret realm, and has a deep hatred against the Yanhuang Clan. The reason why Wang Xiao chose not to transform was probably because he was looking for a suitable opportunity to deal a fatal blow to the Golden Horn Clan.

Frevogon remembered an old saying of the Yanhuang people: "Killing people and setting fire to gold belts, building bridges and paving roads leaves no corpses."

Although this sentence is a bit extreme, it tells the cruel truth of this world.

Just like capitalists on earth, the richer they are, the more extreme they become.

Although Fat Xilai is very famous, is Fatty rich?

rich.

But is it a lot of money?

not much!

At least less than 99% of capitalists.

why?

Because you have a conscience!

Therefore, if Wang Xiao wants to evolve quickly, he must do such things as killing people and stealing goods.

"It turns out that the Golden Horns are your real target. The reason why the thick fog has become lighter is also because of you."

Frevogon was hidden in the void, his heartbeat gradually accelerated, and his expectations for Wang Xiao became higher and higher.

An evolver at the peak of the Great Power Realm was promoted to the Mysterious Realm in a short period of time, and when he first entered the Mysterious Realm, he was able to fight against Long Zekun, who was at the peak of the Mysterious Realm.

What kind of talent is this?

Frevogon kept thinking about this question in his mind. As a veteran "strong man" in the Mysterious Realm, he naturally knew what this meant.

This means that Wang Xiao's future is limitless, and he will definitely surpass himself, and even surpass the strongest person in this star field.

Frevogon thought to himself: "Forget it, I originally wanted to kill Long Zekun and then rob you, that's all, that's all, I won't rob you anymore and let you go."

As expected, Doraemon knew Frewogon well. No wonder Dorat didn't let Frewogon snatch Wang Xiao before. It turned out that he already knew what Frewogon was thinking.

The same is true for Wang Xiao. Another reason why he does not transform is also because of the existence of Frevogon.

Always keep a trump card for yourself, just in case...

The mushroom cloud gradually dissipated, and the figures of Wang Xiao and Long Zekun flew out at the same time, hitting the mountain wall in the distance, leaving a huge bottomless pit each.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and the two figures reappeared in the void, their eyes locked tightly on each other.

"Hahaha, okay, okay, okay!" Long Zekun laughed three times, almost madly, "I, Long Zekun, kill the Yanhuang Tianjiao today, so what if I become a mortal!"

Before the laughter ended, Long Zekun's figure suddenly disappeared and appeared on Wang Xiao's left side like a ghost. A spear appeared in his hand, carrying a fierce momentum, and stabbed towards Wang Xiao's heart.

Wang Xiao was on guard for a long time. When the arrow could not be fired, his body moved half an inch to the right, narrowly avoiding this fatal blow.

Immediately, he flipped his palm, and a Tai Chi shadow glowing with blue light quickly condensed into shape and blasted towards Longzekun. The Tai Chi shadow burst out with dazzling white light in the air.

A flash of surprise flashed in Long Zekun's eyes. He didn't expect Wang Xiao's reaction to be so quick, and the power of this blow was far beyond his expectation. He quickly adjusted his body shape, and drew a perfect arc in the air with his spear. The power of the Tai Chi shadow leads to the mountain wall on the side.

"boom!"

The mountain wall collapsed instantly under the power of Tai Chi's shadow and turned into powder in an instant, which was even more powerful than a small nuclear bomb.

Smoke and dust filled the air, and when the smoke dissipated, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of Wang Xiao's mouth, and his arms trembled involuntarily. It was obvious that the blow just now had a big impact on him.

Long Zekun's condition is much better than that of Wang Xiao, but his face is slightly pale and his chest rises and falls greatly. He shakes his gun with both arms, and the gun head transforms into hundreds, and he shouts: "Flowers and fallen leaves!"

Not to be outdone, Wang Xiao drew out the Minghong Sword. Colorful energy factors enveloped the blade, and he slashed downwards. In an instant, a rosy cloud swept away...

This move possesses the sword intent of China's Thousand Slashes, the fierceness of Great Ape Transforming Sun Fist, and also incorporates Wang Xiao's own unique understanding and innovation.

As the colorful clouds swept across, the void seemed to be split open by the sword intent, and a dazzling light tore through the sky.

"boom!"

Thunder exploded on the ground, and the energy wave of the explosion spread to all directions. Wherever it passed, landslides and rocks were torn apart, and trees were destroyed.

Doraemon raised his arms horizontally, and countless vines grew out of them, weaving into a shield in front of him to protect his body, and at the same time, his body retreated quickly.

Frevogon screamed, "Damn it, if you want to be so fierce, I'd better take action later..."

Then his body appeared, turned into black mist, and fled far away to avoid the energy wave...

"kill!"

Longzekun arrived with a gun in hand and fought Wang Xiao in close combat with extraordinary momentum.

"kill!"

Wang Xiao raised his sword to meet the gun, and every confrontation was accompanied by thunderous power and deafening loud noises.

The Minghong sword and the spear collided violently in the air, it was extremely terrifying.

Wang Xiao first received the instruction of Wang Jianguo for several months, and then learned the martial arts of various sects in China. His sword skills have integrated the strengths of each sect and are as powerful as the mighty river.

And Long Zekun's marksmanship is superb, every blow is like a poisonous snake spitting messages, cruel and deadly, and his prosperous falling leaf marksmanship is even more powerful, every shot is like falling leaves flying, but there is a hidden murderous intention.

The figures of the two people intersected in the air like lightning, as fast as the wind, and only vague phantoms could be seen.

The Minghong Knife dances with lightning speed, with colorful energy factors jumping on the blade. The moves are ever-changing, sometimes as sharp as the wind and rain, sometimes as light as catkins flying, which is dazzling and dizzying.

Long Zekun also went all out, and the spear in his hand was like a giant silver dragon, sometimes tumbling and leaping, stirring up changes in the situation, and sometimes hiding behind the dragon without using it, hiding murderous intent.