As soon as the Seven of Zhan Wushuang appeared, they immediately attracted everyone's attention, and everyone recognized them instantly.

After all, the battle three years ago had already been witnessed by the world through a mirage, and although Zhan Wushuang and the others were not as dazzling as Yi Xiaoyao, it was enough to impress.

"Haha, Xiaoyao, if it weren't for Sister Mengling's reminder, we were really almost deceived by a fake just now."

Zhan Wushuang came to Yi Xiaoyao's side and said with a smile.

Just when they were about to come to the aid of the fake Yi Xiaoyao, Yun Mengling stopped them and was sure that it was not Yi Xiaoyao, so they had been hiding until now.

Hearing this, Yi Xiaoyao smiled lightly and glanced at Yun Mengling tacitly.

He wasn't surprised at all by what Zhan Wushuang said, because there was a wisp of soul contract between him and Yun Mengling.

No matter how similar the disguise of the fox is, it is only the appearance, and it is impossible to disguise the real inside.

And even if there is no such bond between souls, with Yun Mengling's understanding of Yi Xiaoyao, he only needs to glance at each other, and only need to listen to a few words of pardon to distinguish the true from the false.

"I haven't seen you for three years, and everyone seems to have changed a lot."

Yi Xiaoyao looked at the seven people beside him and said with a faint smile.

Zhan Wushuang's body at this moment is exuding the aura of the Heavenly Realm, coupled with the fact that he is cultivating the domineering spirit of the Martial Dao, I am afraid that his combat power is already quite terrifying.

Even the Cloud Dream Spirit, who had once cultivated to a lower level than Yi Yao, had now reached the Tongtian Realm!

In terms of the improvement of cultivation, Yun Mengling has surpassed Yi Xiaoyao.

It is enough to imagine how much she has paid and how hard she has worked in order to help Yi Xiaoyao in the past three years.

Of course, this does not mean that Yi Xiaoyao is not working hard enough.

After all, it only took him a year and a half to improve his cultivation.

What made Yi Xiaoyao a little concerned was that three years ago, the war said that he would try to survive the second Heavenly Tribulation, but now it is still the breath of the first tribulation, and there is a conspicuous thunder and lightning mark on his eyebrows.

Come to think of it, the war violence was a failure of the catastrophe, but it also gained a lot of edification in the process of the catastrophe.

As for the rest of the people, they are still in the stage of the first tribulation of the Tongtian Realm, but there are also obvious changes in temperament, and their strength has obviously improved a lot.

"Xiaoyao, you are the only one of us who has not reached the Heavenly Realm, it seems that I have surpassed you!"

Zhan Wushuang felt Yi Yao's cultivation aura, and grinned quite proudly.

Although he no longer resisted the fact that Yi Xiaoyao was his emperor, he still couldn't help but compare himself with Yi Xiaoyao in his heart.

Immediately after, a heavy hammer from the Battle Lotus was ushered in on the head of Zhan Wushuang.

"Are you embarrassed to say such a thing? Three years ago, Xiaoyao was only in the sixfold realm of life and death, and you are a thought of life and death, if you want to compare, you will lose in either aspect! ”

Zhan Lian glanced at him, and Zhan Violent also nodded: "Yes, the strength that the little brother showed just now has obviously reached the Tongtian Realm, and there is no point in caring about this." ”

Cultivation can only show the lower limit of the monk, but it cannot represent the upper limit of the impliedness.

This upper limit is the degree of a person's wickedness.

As long as the upper limit is high enough, it is as simple as a matter of commonplace to fight by leapfrogging.

And obviously, Yi Xiaoyao is the one who has such an extremely high ceiling!

Zhan Wushuang rubbed his head aggrievedly, and then his face gradually became solemn.

"Don't talk about that, next, I want to avenge my master!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhan Riot and the others also instantly sank their eyes, and their eyes looked at the Nine Seas Lord not far away.

Yi Xiaoyao's eyes moved slightly, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a cold arc.

"Good! Now that everyone is ready, let's start distributing opponents! ”

There are only eight of them, while the other party has nine people, and their abilities and attributes are different, which will also have a lot of influence and effect.

So before going to war, it is natural to make a good distribution.

"Although I failed to cross the tribulation, I have already touched a trace of the artistic conception of the second tribulation, and I have absorbed the power of the thunder tribulation, so the two strongest will be handed over to me!"

The battle storm pointed at the Black Yuan Sea Lord and the Thunder Demon Sea Lord, and the thunder and lightning mark between the eyebrows flashed, and suddenly a violent thunderbolt erupted around the body, and it exuded an aura that was stronger than the Black Yuan Sea Lord.

Three years ago, it was the white hair who was the enemy, and now, as the senior brother, he naturally has to replace the white hair to shoulder the heavy responsibility of sharing the pressure for the junior brothers.

Next, several other people also chose a sea master as their opponent.

Because he had promised to pardon, Yun Mengling first raised his hand in this space to form a huge formation enchantment to prevent this sea area from being destroyed by the next battle.

Then, after nodding to Yi Xiaoyao, she greeted the Qingwu Sea Lord.

The Warrior Warrior Giant Axe slashed and rushed towards the Purgatory Sea Lord.

In the end, Yi Xiaoyao looked at the remaining Genshan Sea Lord who gave him, and his expression was stunned.

"Leaving me one of the weakest?"

He smiled helplessly, it seems that he is still underestimated by everyone.

Of course, everyone also saw that Yi Xiaoyao had not reached the Tongtian Realm, although they knew that his strength ceiling was very high, they were still more worried about him.

"Who do you say is the weakest!"

When the Lord of Genshan Mountain heard Yi Yao's helpless sigh, he was immediately furious.

Because of his attributes, his attack ability is indeed weak compared to his self-preservation ability, and he is often considered to be the weakest of the Nine Sea Lords.

But at this time, being said by Yi Xiaoyao in front of so many people, Genshan Sea Lord still couldn't tolerate it.

"Who else but you?"

Yi Xiaoyao glanced at the Genshan Sea Lord with some dissatisfaction, looking at his face that was about to explode, but grinned: "If you don't believe it, then I will let you realize how weak you really are!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the emperor's domineering spirit spread instantly.

With Yi Yao's cultivation now, the emperor's domineering spirit can already have some influence on the Nine Sea Lords, although it is not much, but at least it can suppress their strength.

Then, the domineering aura of the armor royal instantly lingered, turning his body into black and gold.

Not only that, but the layer of dark armor of the World Destroying Sword, as well as the defense of the Sky Devouring Battle Body, were also covered at the same time.

After doing all this, Yi Xiao looked at the Genshan Sea Lord who was bursting towards him in anger, and with an indifferent sneer, he actually put away the World Destroying Sword in his hand.

"Why use a sword against you?"

The words were sarcastic, and it seemed that Yi Yao was arrogant to the extreme.

And in the next battle, Yi Xiaoyao will use the results of these three years of cultivation to prove it.

Are his words really arrogant! And there is no qualification to be arrogant!

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(End of chapter)