The distracted Fu Bao suddenly shook his head and returned to normal, just like Fu Bao when he was a magic weapon. He blinked at Wang Dao, smiled strangely, and said:
"After becoming a human, my emotions are much richer, hahaha."
"Let's talk about why I appear here. This should be what you want to know most right now, Dao Yi."
Wang Daoyi looked at Fubao's slightly obvious way of changing the subject and smiled fondly. However, he did not expose Fubao, but made an expectant look, just like the obedient look he had shown before when he was waiting for Fubao to answer his questions.
When Fu Bao looked at Wang Daoyi in front of him, he seemed to be back when he was sitting on Wang Daoyi's shoulder, with a proud look on his face, waiting for Wang Daoyi to ask him to answer his questions, and the sadness in his eyes flashed away.
Then Fubao acted like Wang Daoyi was familiar with and acted arrogantly, and said to Wang Daoyi:
"Master Bao went through a lot of trouble to see you this time, but he brought you an opportunity. It's in the box at the back."
As he spoke, Fubao turned sideways and pointed at the silver box suspended in mid-air behind him, emitting space fluctuations.
But after Wang Dao glanced at it, he focused his attention on Fu Bao again.
When Fubao saw Wang Daoyi's calm and far-reaching gaze at this moment, he sighed in his heart, and the joy and relaxation deliberately displayed on his face slowly dissipated. He sat down on the ground and said to Wang Daoyi:
"Sometimes I really hate your damn IQ. I can't hide anything from you, but you can hide everything from us. It's really annoying! I hate it!"
Just when Wang Daoyi was about to speak, the void around Wang Daoyi and Fu Bao suddenly began to shake. Black shadows, like tentacles, wanted to get into the space where Wang Daoyi was now, but were blocked by a golden and black streak.
Blocked by a colored shield.
And Wang Daoyi actually felt a very familiar aura from the golden-black shield.
"That's demonic energy?!"
Wang Daoyi felt the terrifying demonic energy that he had never seen before, and his expression became extremely solemn and nervous.
Fu Bao, who was sitting on the ground, looked at the demonic energy that was like maggots attached to his bones. He slowly stood up, and then a power gradually rose from his body, and he said in a cold voice:
"The Third Demon King, how dare you appear in front of me alone?"
The black demonic tentacles that madly attacked the golden and black shield paused for a moment after Fu Bao made a sound, and then attacked the shield even more crazily. At the same time, an extremely cold and violent sound came from the void:
"Wang Xuanxu, you can never be resurrected..."
Before the voice could finish speaking, it was interrupted by the silver light from Fu Bao's wave.
Obviously Fubao didn't want the current Wang Daoyi to hear something.
Then Fu Bao turned his head, smiled gently at Wang Daoyi, and said:
"Daoyi, wait for me for a while."
Fu Bao, who smiled gently at this moment, looked particularly similar to Wang Daoyi.
Wang Daoyi looked at Fubao and nodded, saying nothing, and had no idea of helping Fubao fight against the enemy together, because he knew that with his current strength, doing nothing would be the best help to Fubao.
"It would be great if you could be as calm as you are now."
Fu Bao looked at Wang Daoyi, whose eyes were worried but still calm, and sighed softly in his heart.
Then Fu Bao picked up the secret names that belonged to him and Wang Daoyi with his right hand. Before the aura on his body was completely released, the suppressed demonic energy outside the shield began to tremble.
Then the silver light on Fu Bao's body flashed, and an octagonal mirror slowly appeared on his chest, with eight different divine lights shining at the eight corners.
Then the vast silver liquid flowed out of the octagonal mirror, covering Fu Bao's whole body in an instant.
A dazzling silver light flashed, and Fu Bao was covered by a set of dazzling and cold silver-purple armor. His whole aura instantly became cold and domineering, as if he was a ruthless killing machine!
On the side, Wang Daoyi looked at the familiar changes on Fu Bao's body and was dumbfounded and murmured:
"Purple Sky Body?!"
After being covered by the armor, Fubao disappeared instantly, and no spatial fluctuations were heard from its previous location.
Then Wang Daoyi looked at the black tentacles that were still frantically attacking the shield for a second, and then quickly disappeared like ice and snow in summer.
Then Wang Daoyi lost his perception of Fu Bao and the third devil that Fu Bao said.
Wang Daoyi, who still wanted to watch the battle, smiled and laughed at himself:
"I actually want to watch Fu Bao fight and become your Fu Bao. I'm afraid his realm is something I've never heard of."
And the fact is just as Wang Daoyi thought, the Fu Bao from the future has reached a state that can be said to be the end of martial arts.
Although the third demon king who suddenly attacked was much worse than Fubao, it was also beyond the imagination of the 16-year-old Wang Daoyi.
And the battle between them is naturally not something that Wang Daoyi can see or even understand. There is no doubt that even if Wang Daoyi will be strong in the future, that will be him in the future, not him now.