Chapter 1529 Zhang 3's true identity? !

"It taught me the most correct way to use the Power of Hope."

"It seems that the world doesn't want Zhang San to gather 10,000 authorities."

This time Yi Tian was no longer entangled.

He took a step forward, passed through the light film, and returned to the third period.

When Yi Tian looked around, he saw that eight civilization messengers, including Feng Lao, were surrounding him.

This scene is exactly the same as the scene when I left.

"Yitian is back!"

Feng Lao and the others were the first to notice Yi Tian’s return.

In the scene they saw, Yi Tian completed the task given by the Crystal of Hope a breath ago, traveled through time and left, and a breath later, he reappeared in front of them.

The crazy old men looked at each other.

Someone asked with some trepidation.

"What should I do? I sense that Yi Tian is already a civilization messenger."

"I hope the crystal should have brought him back to the past, and then he broke through to become a civilization messenger before returning to the present."

"Damn it, this guy is already strong, and now his realm has caught up with ours. We may not be his opponent."

"So what do you say, should we fight or leave?"

Crazy old man said immediately.

"Of course, continue to attack."

"We have offended Yi Tian a long time ago. Even if we run away now, Yi Tian will not let us go. Rather than waiting for him to defeat us one by one in the future, it is better to fight him to the death here!!"

"So what if Yi Tian is already a civilization envoy? There are eight of us! Now is the best chance to deal with him."

"Feng Lao is right. Now is the best chance to deal with Yi Tian. Maybe it's our only chance."

"Before, this guy drained the power of Shen Lao and Zhao Tianwang in order to complete the mission of the Hope Crystal. If he restores Shen Lao and Zhao Tianwang to normal, we will be no match for them."

The eight people nodded at the same time, and they agreed to continue fighting with Yi Tian.

"Everyone, go all out!!"

Crazy Old Man shouted, pushed his strength to the limit again, and rushed towards Yi Tian first.

Others followed.

"So weak."

This was Yi Tian’s first reaction when he saw eight people attacking him together.

Yi Tian twisted his neck.

"Just think of it as a warm-up before the final battle."

"It just so happens that I also want to see how strong I am now."

Yi Tian suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled out a stick from the void.

He did not summon any beasts, but took action himself, swinging a stick at the eight people.

boom! ! ! !

The stick made a loud noise that tore through the void and set off a metallic storm.

The storm hit the eight people violently at a speed that they had no time to react to.

The eight people's bodies didn't even last a moment before they collapsed.

From the skin to the bones to the internal organs, including their beasts, everything was reduced to ashes in an instant.

Yi Tian nodded.

"good."

He looked at the place where the eight people disappeared. After several seconds, the eight people revived and gradually grew their entire bodies from a little bit of flesh and blood.

When the eight people looked at Yi Tian again, their eyes were completely filled with fear.

Yi Tian’s strength was beyond their imagination.

"How could this be?"

The crazy old man's eyes turned completely red as he questioned.

"Why don't you kill us?"

As the bearer of the power, Feng Lao can sense the changes in the power.

In fact, Yi Tian could have completely annihilated them, but Yi Tian did not do so. After the eight people were ground into ashes, Yi Tian withdrew his forces.

"Are you trying to torture us?"

The crazy old man looks like a madman.

Yi Tian curled his lips.

"No, I just think you are so pitiful that you don't even know you were used as a knife."

"Besides, I still need your strength. Although your strength is very weak, it should be enough."

The eight people were confused and didn't know what Yi Tian meant.

Yi Tian was too lazy to spend time explaining, he knew that the truth would soon be revealed to the world.

Yi Tian took a breath and looked at the stone statues in the small ball world. When he returned to the third period, these stone statues reappeared in the small ball world.

Of course, there are also stone statues of Shenlao and Zhao Tianwang in front.

"It's time to revive you."

Yi Tian stretched out a hand, and then, a surge of time force gushed out from the palm of his hand.

These forces of time caressed the stone statues, and the skin on the surface of the statues immediately began to soften.

Click click click.

With the sound of falling stone chips,

Yi Tian also heard many voices.

"Xiao Tian."

This was Yi Ying's surprised voice.

"Yitian, are you back?"

This was Mu Yan's calm voice.

"Master!! I felt like I had a dream. In the dream, I turned into a stone!"

This is Song Qinghang's lazy voice.

Everyone is back.

"Yi Tian."

King Zhao and Shen Lao both came in front of Yi Tian.

"I don't know what you've been through, but it must have been hard."

Shen Lao looked at the eight people who had been knocked down by Yi Tian and said so with a smile.

Yi Tian looked at the Taoist master Shen with a smile.

"Not as hard as you."

"God old man."

The corner of Shen Lao's mouth raised meaningfully, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Oh?"

"No, maybe I shouldn't call you Shenlao, but Zhangsan."

When Yi Tian said this, Shen Lao's face had returned to calm.

"Yes, it's me."

"How do you know I'm Zhang San's?"

"I can guess that Yi Yi must have left you a lot of information, but he can't tell what identity I will use to approach you in the future, right?"

Yi Tian curled his lips.

"Because your intention to train and get close to me is too obvious. What world reincarnation, needing me to save it? Now that I think about it, there are still many loopholes."

"Of course, everything is just my guess."

On the side, King Zhao and other civilization envoys were all stunned.

They have no idea what is going on.

Why does it feel like Shen Lao is the mastermind of some conspiracy?

"Master Shen, your original name is Zhang San? What exactly does your conversation with Yi Tian mean?"

King Zhao asked the old god.

歘!

The old man's hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed King Zhao's head.

Streams of blood flowed down Shen Lao's arm and into his body. King Zhao was like a deflated balloon, quickly shrinking and disappearing.

"How can you, a little clone, be so talkative?"

As for Yi Tian, the moment Shen Lao made his move, he retreated a distance and asked.

"Is Zhao Tianwang your clone?"