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Chapter 1739

Words:1790Update:23/01/20 10:06:58

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In Qing Hu Mountain Range!

"Hmm!"

The middle-aged man with an elegant temperament nodded indifferently in the face of the white-haired old man in a blue robe's gentle command.

Then, he appeared directly on the ground where the Lan Clan Leader and the grey-robed old man were killed. He sat down cross-legged and began to form seals quickly with his ten fingers.

But unlike the Earth Flower Seal, the seals formed by Tian Teng did not merge into the surrounding void, but just floated in front of him.

When there were nine seals formed by his ten fingers, Tian Teng suddenly put his palms together and yelled softly.

"Merge!"

With Tian Teng's yell, the nine seals quickly merged together and gradually turned into a smooth mirror surface. The images of the Lan Clan Leader and the grey-robed old man slowly appeared on the mirror surface. This also made the eight experts floating in the air reveal a trace of surprise in their eyes.

But the surprise in their eyes did not last for long, as it was interrupted by a special energy that appeared out of thin air on the mirror surface.

The special energy that appeared out of thin air on the mirror directly erased the two figures that appeared in the mirror at a speed that was as fast as a clap of thunder.

Facing the disappearance of the two figures in the mirror surface, the eight experts floating in the air immediately revealed a look of anger in their eyes.

But Tian Teng's expression did not change at all. His palms that had just been put together quickly separated, and then his ten fingers continued to form seals at lightning speed and merged the seals into the mirror surface.

After condensing a total of eighteen seals that merged into the mirror surface, Tian Teng breathed a sigh of relief and revealed a proud smile on his face.

"Tian Teng, who is the murderer?" Seeing the smile on Tian Teng's face, the white-haired old man in a blue robe appeared in front of him in a flash and asked anxiously.

"Great Elder, wait a moment!"

Tian Teng raised his head and signaled to the white-haired old man in a blue robe. He stretched out his slender white left hand and patted the mirror surface in front of him gently.

Then, in the ripples that appeared on the surface of the mirror, a slightly illusory figure slowly appeared.

Although the figure that appeared in the mirror surface was too faint to really see his appearance, the four pairs of white wings that stretched out behind his back made the white-haired old man in a blue robe unable to help but curse with gritted teeth.

"Damned God Race scum, this old man will tear you to shreds!"

Looking at the phantom of the Shen Clan expert that appeared in the mirror, a middle-aged man in a green robe in midair had a look of suspicion in his eyes.

After that, he directly appeared beside the blue-robed white-haired old man in a flash and reminded him with a slight frown.

"Great Elder, Elder Tian Teng, the Ancient God and Demon Races have been sealed by the four Guardian Families and Yu Haoran."

"Then, how did this expert of the God Clan break the seal and leave the Ancient God Test Grounds? How did he suddenly appear in the Qing Hu Mountain Range and launch a sneak attack on the Patriarch?"

After hearing the middle-aged man's reminder, the white-haired old man in blue robes couldn't help but fall into deep thought. However, Tian Teng's eyes revealed a hint of displeasure.

"Lan Longhui, are you doubting the results of my formula dao calculations?"

After hearing Tian Teng's displeased questioning, Lan Longhui's eyes immediately flashed with a trace of panic, and he quickly knelt down on one knee to apologize.

"Elder Tian Teng, please don't misunderstand. Long Hui definitely didn't mean that."

"Hmph!"

Ignoring Lan Guanghui's apology, Tian Teng stood up and snorted coldly. He then said to the white-haired old man in blue robes coldly.

"Great Elder, since you don't believe the results of my formula dao calculations, then there's no point for me to continue to stay here."

"Then, Tian Teng will take his leave!"

After cupping his hands at the old man in blue robes, Tian Teng directly reached out and tore the void in front of him. He then stepped into the void crack and disappeared from the Qing Hu Mountain Range.

"Slap!"

Just as the void that Tian Teng tore regained its calm, a crisp slap suddenly sounded in the silent scene.

"Great Elder, Long Hui knows that he was wrong. I hope Great Elder can be merciful and forgive Long Hui's sins."

Not daring to care about his red and swollen cheeks, Lan Longhui immediately knelt down on both knees and begged bitterly while kowtowing hard.

Ignoring the begging Lan Longhui, the white-haired old man in blue robes ordered the other six people, "Immediately use the method of intertwining Divine Thoughts and thoroughly search the entire Qing Hu Mountain Range for me. You must find the murderer who killed the clan leader."

"Yes, Great Elder!"

Since no one came forward to ask for Lan Longhui's help, and no one even looked at Lan Longhui. The six powerhouses floating in the air cupped their hands in acknowledgement and immediately scattered in all directions. Then, they mobilized their divine senses to the limit and began to search the entire Qing Hu Mountain Range.

"Guanghui, you will now return to the clan to accept the punishment of being bitten by ten thousand snakes. I hope this can earn Tian Teng's forgiveness and he won't pursue the sin of doubting him just now." After the six subordinates left, the white-haired old man in blue robes sighed softly and instructed Lan Longhui with a complicated expression.

"Thank you for your care, Great Elder."

After hearing the punishment of being bitten by ten thousand snakes, Lan Longhui's face instantly turned as pale as paper. While kowtowing to express his gratitude, a trace of despair appeared in his eyes.

The punishment of being bitten by ten thousand snakes was to seal one's cultivation, remove one's defensive magic weapon, and allow ten thousand snake type exotic beasts of different levels to bite off a piece of flesh from one's body.

Although he would not die even if he lost all of his physical body due to his peak Second Tribulation Demigod Realm, this punishment would completely deprive him of the hope of becoming a Martial God in the future.

…!

Feng Run City, in the Prince's Mansion!

Thaling pointed at a water mirror condensed from mist in front of him and sneered with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Yu Haoran, after seeing the behavior and humanity of the Lan Family, now you know why I had to kill the clan leader of the Lan Family!"

Looking at the pale-faced Lan Longhui in the water mirror with a look of despair in his eyes, Yu Haoran could not help but sigh softly and nod his head.

Then, he raised his head and looked at the white-haired old man in blue robes with a trace of coldness in his eyes as he asked.

"Thaling, how did a clan like this that has already lost its humanity survive the destruction of the Middle Ages and Recent Ancient Times and continue to exist until today?"

"The reason is very simple. Strength, snobbery, and viciousness."

After waving his hand to disperse the water mirror in front of him, Thaling replied with a cold smile.

"A special bloodline inheritance can allow the Lan Family's strength to always be at its peak."

"Snobbish people who bully the weak and fear the strong can help them avoid the risk of being exterminated."

"The vicious style of cutting the weeds and eliminating the roots can ensure that they eliminate all potential dangers."

"Thaling, a clan like this should not continue to exist in this world."

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