At this moment, Tong Nian felt disheartened.
She didn't expect others to mock her.
She didn't expect her sister to mock her too!
What made her even angrier was …
She knew that her younger sister was still unable to forget that shameless little thief Wang Mang from back then.
These days, she had been distracted, as if she had lost her soul.
Thinking of this, Tong Nian regretted it even more.
She shouldn't have let her sister enter Saint Emperor Academy.
In the end, her strength didn't increase much, but so many terrible things happened.
At the same time.
Tong Xin, who had been suppressed by her sister for a long time, finally exploded.
Her face was red, and she looked up at Tong Nian with her red eyes. She choked and said, "Yes, yes, yes, you're right.
"You're right to like someone else. Everything I do is wrong.
"But you can't look down on Senior Wang Mang. He's also very outstanding!"
Tong Xin mustered up her courage to shout the last sentence to Tong Nian.
Looking at her sister's stubborn look, Tong Nian was so angry that her face turned pale and her body trembled.
"You … you damn girl, how dare you shout at me?"
She wanted to scold her sister, but she didn't know what to say.
At the same time.
On the other side.
What happened downstairs.
Wang Mang didn't know.
After coming to the second floor, Wang Mang also found five or six peerless geniuses.
These five or six peerless geniuses were stronger and had reached the mid-stage Immortal Emperor realm.
However, to Wang Mang, most of them were unfamiliar faces. He basically didn't recognize them.
Of course, although Wang Mang didn't know them.
But these peerless geniuses or peerless geniuses knew Wang Mang.
Or rather, they knew Wang Mang's clothes!
And the identity token of the Holy Son of All Demons on Wang Mang's waist!
Therefore, many peerless geniuses took the initiative to greet him.
"I'm the Holy Son of the Thousand Faces Sacred Ground. Greetings, Holy Son of Thousand Faces Sacred Ground!"
"I'm Xiao Zhan of the Xiao Clan of Falling Phoenix City. Greetings, Holy Son of Thousand Faces Sacred Ground!"
"Crouching Dragon Sacred Ground's core disciple, Chu Ge, greets the Holy Son of Myriad Demons!"
In an instant, Wang Mang could be said to have been surrounded by a group of young geniuses.
The enthusiasm of these prodigies was beyond Wang Mang's expectations.
Thus, after Wang Mang greeted him with a smile, he left and continued to head upstairs.
This was because Wang Mang looked humble and easy to get along with on the surface, but in reality, he didn't take them seriously at all.
However, Wang Mang paid attention to the weaker geniuses.
Because, if nothing unexpected happened, Wang Mang would choose to make a move on these guys!
After all, even a persimmon had to be picked on!
Soon, Wang Mang reached the third floor.
When he reached the third floor, Wang Mang noticed it.
Without exception, all the experts there had reached the level of a Saint Emperor.
These young geniuses were the real geniuses of the younger generation.
That was because on the third floor.
There were too many peerless geniuses.
There were more than twenty of them!
Obviously!
These were the real peerless geniuses of Crouching Dragon Tower.
Moreover, these guys' auras were not inferior to a Saint Emperor.
In fact, Wang Mang even sensed a few mid-stage Saint Emperors!
This made Wang Mang even more shocked.
He didn't expect that there were already mid-stage Saint Emperors among the peerless geniuses.
Just as Wang Mang was shocked, many other geniuses were also sizing up Wang Mang.
When they saw the Immortal Emperor mask on Wang Mang's face, they were even more shocked.
The Holy Son of Myriad Demons and the holder of the Immortal Emperor mask.
Wang Mang was definitely qualified to step into their small circle.
Most of the geniuses present were only at the First or Second Heavenly Layer of Saint Emperors.
There weren't many who had reached the Third Heavenly Layer of Saint Emperors.
There were only three who were mid-stage Saint Emperors.
Therefore, after seeing Wang Mang, many of them nodded at Wang Mang, acknowledging him.
At the same time, some of the geniuses began to discuss softly.
"Good guy, there's going to be a good show."
"The Holy Son of Hidden Dragon is the holder of the Saint Emperor mask."
"I didn't expect the Holy Son of Myriad Demons to be the holder of the Immortal Emperor mask."
"His strength is not bad. The Holy Son of Hidden Dragon is only at the Fourth Heavenly Layer of Saint Emperor."
Just as the peerless geniuses were discussing Wang Mang, a hearty laugh sounded.
"You must be the Holy Son of Myriad Demons! I am the Holy Son of Hidden Dragon Sacred Ground! "
Hearing that, Wang Mang raised his head and looked over. He saw a handsome young man wearing a white gown walking toward him.
Moreover, Wang Mang could sense that this guy's aura was very powerful. He was at the Second Heavenly Layer of Saint Emperor!
However, after hearing his identity, Wang Mang's heart sank.
Good guy, this guy's strength was already at the Ninth Heavenly Layer of Immortal Emperor.
Including the fact that he was a peerless genius, he definitely had the strength of a Second Heavenly Layer of Saint Emperor.
Including the Immortal Emperor mask, this guy's strength was at the Fourth Heavenly Layer of Saint Emperor!
More importantly, Wang Mang had a conflict with this guy!
This was because this guy had tried to snatch his Immortal Emperor mask back in the Supreme Tomb Secret Realm!
Moreover, before the God Emperor mask holder and Demon Emperor mask holder arrived, he was the first to escape. At the crucial moment, he even attacked Wang Mang!
If it weren't for Wang Mang's luck, he would have been killed by the God Emperor mask holder and Demon Emperor mask holder.
However, this guy didn't seem to be hostile toward Wang Mang at all. It was as if he didn't remember what had happened in the past.
Therefore, Wang Mang replied with a smile, "Greetings, Holy Son of Hidden Dragon!"
Hearing this, the Holy Son of Hidden Dragon smiled and said, "Come, Holy Son of Hidden Dragon, let me introduce you to the other two."
As he spoke, the Holy Son of Hidden Dragon acted like they were close friends and pulled Wang Mang to a corridor far away.
Then, Wang Mang saw the other two peerless geniuses in the middle stage of Saint Emperor and the Holy Sons of the other two super Sacred Grounds.
Moreover, the Holy Son of Hidden Dragon introduced them with a warm smile.
"This is Brother Nangong Wentian from the Nangong family of Fallen Phoenix City!"
"This is Brother Fang Tianlong from the Fang family of Demons City!"
"This is the Holy Son of the Divine Light Sacred Ground, Zhou Botong!"
"This is the Holy Son of the Sword Deity Sacred Ground, Demon Sword Deity!"
Hearing this, Wang Mang suddenly understood.
At the same time, he also knew that among the few people present,
They were definitely the people with the highest status in the entire Eastern Sky Realm.
After all, the Holy Sons of the four super Sacred Grounds were all here!
Even Nangong Wentian and Fang Tianlong weren't Holy Sons.
However, they still had the support of their families and had reached the middle stage of Saint Emperor.
Thinking of this, Wang Mang immediately smiled and cupped his hands. "Greetings, Holy Son of Hidden Dragon!"
The other four peerless geniuses and Holy Sons all nodded at Wang Mang. This was their acknowledgment of Wang Mang.
At this moment, the Demon Sword Saint looked at the mask on Wang Mang's face and suddenly smiled.
"Holy Son of Hidden Dragon, your Immortal Emperor mask is not bad. Would you be willing to part with it?"
Hearing this, Wang Mang was stunned at first. Then, he smiled angrily.
"I think your mother is not bad. Would you be willing to part with it?"
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