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Chapter 1792

Words:1770Update:22/11/07 14:37:02

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Lin Si Wei didn't control the dozens of cultivators. She just dragged them far away and ignored them. She didn't do anything else.

This was just her warning!

If Hua Die, Xiao Niao, and the other Heavenly Kings insisted on protecting Tang Huan, then it would be hard to say. Although Hua Die was also a middle level Heavenly King, if she were to really make a move, although she could hold on for a period of time, she would definitely not be a match for Lin Si Wei. Furthermore, other than Lin Si Wei, there was also Leng Qingqiu.

If a middle level Heavenly King really wanted to kill a group of Heaven Marquis, it would be very difficult for Hua Die and the others to stop him.

In a split-second, the expressions of Hua Die, Xiao Niao, and the other Heavenly Kings became extremely ugly. Lin Si Wei's actions immediately put them in a dilemma.

Song? Liu Miaoyan, Kui Cow, She Yuji and the others were all filled with anger. Even the nine spirits, who had always been extremely confident in Tang Huan, had a face full of anger.

The surrounding people all had different expressions on their faces. None of them made a sound, but their gazes landed on Tang Huan, Hua Die and the others.

If he gave up on protecting Tang Huan, Tang Huan would definitely die. However, if he continued to help Tang Huan, the cultivators of the Nine Colored Immortal Sect and the Emperor Dragon's Heavenly Mansion would probably be annihilated, and in the end, Tang Huan would probably not be able to escape this calamity.

Lin Si Wei did not urge them, she only looked at Tang Huan and the others with a smile, as if she wanted to see how they would choose.

"Since Lin Tian Wang is in such a good mood, then all of you can go over."

Just at this moment, a clear laughter suddenly broke the silence of this space. Tang Huan waved at Hua Die, Xiao Niao and the others with a face full of smiles.

Hearing this, Hua Die, Xiao Nian Die, and the others were stunned.

Yun Hen, Liu Haoge and the other surrounding cultivators were even more shocked. They never thought that even in such a situation, Tang Huan would still be able to act so calm and composed.

Was he really that confident, or was he just pretending?

Even if Tang Huan was pretending, it was still enough to make people admire him. If it was them who were being pressured by the fourteen Heavenly Kings, they would probably be trembling in fear and panic.

"Ancestor Tang Huan?"

"Junior brother Tang Huan?"

"…"

After being stunned for a moment, Hua Die, Xiao Niao and the others had already regained their senses, and their faces were filled with anxiety.

However, without waiting for them to open their mouths to persuade him, Tang Huan waved his hand and smiled, "Do you still remember what I said to you when we first entered the inner sect space?"

When Hua Die, Xiao Niao, and the others heard this, they couldn't help but look at each other in shock.

Of course they still remembered what Tang Huan had said at that time. At that time, Tang Huan had comforted them, who were deeply worried, and said that since he dared to open the entrance to the inner sect and let so many marquis in, he naturally had enough confidence. Otherwise, wouldn't he really be a fool?

Even now, he was still so confident. Could it be that he really had a way to deal with these fourteen Inferior Heavenly Kings?

Everyone was bewildered.

"Everyone, don't worry, I will never put on airs." Tang Huan smiled again.

The nine spirits were the first to react. They jumped up and grabbed onto Tang Huan's neck. Like a sloth, they hung onto Tang Huan's body and warned: "Big brother, be careful!"

"Alright!"

Tang Huan naturally knew why she would suddenly do such a thing. She smiled and rubbed the nine spirits' little head, but took the opportunity to return the "Myriad Sword Heavenly Diagram" to the Dantian.

"I'll listen to big brother."

The nine spirits jumped down, and then their small bodies soared into the air, far away from the edge of the mountain peak.

When Hua Die, Xiao Niao and the rest saw this, they hesitated for a moment before gritting their teeth and following behind the nine spirits and leaving one after another. After a short while, only Tang Huan was left at the edge of the mountain peak. The surrounding fourteen Inferior Heavenly Kings, such as Yun Hen and Liu Haoge, all revealed smiles between their brows.

Without Hua Die, Xiao Niao and the others in the way, what they were going to do next would be much more convenient.

"Tang Huan, I admire you a little." Gao Yuan looked at Tang Huan and praised, "Let's not talk about anything else, just your courage alone is enough to make people sigh at their inferiority. However, admiration is admiration, but we still have to do what we should do. We have no choice, Tang Huan, don't blame us."

"Of course not!"

Tang Huan squinted her eyes and smiled strangely, "I will properly satisfy your curiosity next, but there is a price to be paid. I hope you can bear it."

Almost at the same time his voice fell, an exceptionally terrifying immortal aura roared out from Tang Huan's body.

In an instant, the boundless immortal spirit aura turned into a terrifying storm around Tang Huan's body, sweeping out in all directions. Wherever it passed, the space actually revealed violent fluctuations that could be seen with the naked eye, and a violent pressure was born, instantly enveloping a radius of several thousand meters.

Under the pressure of this immortal aura, tens of thousands of marquis cried out in alarm and retreated as if they were conditioned to do so.

The expressions of Yun Hen, Liu Haoge, and the other Heavenly Kings also changed. Surprise flashed in their eyes. However, what surprised them was not the terrifying pressure, but the fact that a golden figure had actually separated out from Tang Huan's body, and its body was similarly tall and slender.

That person's body was wrapped in a golden robe that was condensed from energy. His face and physique were exactly the same as Tang Huan's, and he looked as if he had been carved from the same mold. Although the aura that seeped out from the golden-robed Tang Huan's body was very different from the aura of the black-clothed Tang Huan, both of them were incomparably tyrannical. Furthermore, they seemed to have an extremely close relationship with each other, and it even gave people the illusion that the two of them were one.

"What is this?"

"Clone?"

"Clone!"

"..."

Not long later, cries of alarm rose from all directions.

After a moment of hesitation, Yun Hen, Liu Haoge, and the rest reacted, their expressions revealing unconcealable shock and astonishment. In these few years, not only had Tang Huan successfully advanced to an Inferior Heavenly King, she had also condensed such a Heavenly King's clone in the heart of the mountain?

"Interesting!" Thousands of meters away, Leng Qingqiu stood quietly in the air. Unexpectedly, she suddenly spat out a few notes.

"Clone?"

Lin Si Wei frowned slightly, and in an instant, a hint of enlightenment appeared in the depths of her beautiful eyes. She muttered, "This clone seems to have an Immortal Body, no wonder its aura was so strange before. So that's how it is, so that's how it is. Junior Sister Hua, I never thought that your Ancestral Master Tang Huan would actually have such a trick up his sleeve!"

"..."

Not far away, Hua Die did not hear what Lin Si Wei had said at all. Her eyes were filled with unconcealable joy. Xiao Niao, Zhang Jingling, and the others who were nearby were also surprised and happy at the same time. They never thought that Tang Huan would actually condense a clone.

Furthermore, judging from the aura of the avatar, it was obvious that it had the cultivation of an Inferior Heavenly King.

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