Chapter 682: Tang Huan is still alive!

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Chapter 682 Tang Huan is alive!
"Oh!"
Little Dot patted four pairs of small wings, floating in front of Tang Huan, a ball of walnut-sized golden liquid condensed directly at the tip of the golden horn.
Later, Xiaobu nodded and shook his head, and signaled Tang Huan to eat the "spirit of the dragon".
"Little guy, that's not the point now."
Tang Huan's breathing calmed down a bit, and he rubbed his small head with a smile, and smiled, "I can hold it now, when I can't hold it anymore, you give me the 'spirit of the dragon' It's not too late. "Tang Huan has slowly stood up.
"Oh?"
Xiao Bu looked at Tang Huan, still a little worried.
Tang Huan narrowed his eyes, and between the thoughts, the "Tai Chi Heavenly Order" was already running. Within Dantian, the "Jiuyang Shenluo" and the colorful Lingdan were running at a high speed. Traveling through the middle, the fatigue of the body began to dissipate.
At about the same time, Tang Huan's body surface also showed a faint golden luster.
Time flies, Tang Huan's face is full of vitality, and the wound is healing a little bit. Seeing that Tang Huan's condition was really improving, he was relieved when he clicked on it. The small wings fluttered on Tang Huan's shoulder again. The golden liquid quickly fell into the sharp corners.
After a long time, Tang Huan finally recovered completely, looking at the road in front of which he could not see the end, but his eyes became more firm.
Step by step fantasy, step by step!
Jian Yi's sentence was not wrong at all. From the first battle with Tang Hong, to the previous battle with Chu Feng ... Every fantasy, to Tang Huan, is a dangerous situation, and every battle is a dangerous situation, injured, and almost become a common occurrence.
In particular, the battle with Chu Feng made Tang Huan almost in despair. After all, at that time, the gap between the two sides was too wide.
However, Tang Huan still prevailed!
Opponents who have never been defeated in real experience have won in fantasy, so what can be feared in the next test?
In Tang Huan's chest, his confidence was unprecedented.
Even if it was about to face opponents such as the Lord of the Burning Sky and the Night of Hades, Tang Huan was also fearless.
"The opponent in the next war should be the wicked spirit in Longquan Ancient Town!"
With a little thought, Tang Huan had stepped forward and stepped forward. It was awkward, Tang Huan was already in the shadowy Longquan ancient town.
Time flies like a shuttle. On the old road, Tang Huan stepped forward.
In the depths of the Forged Sword Valley, battle the sword soul king, win!
The Tang Family in Nulang City
Heaven's Secret Realm, Battle Yan in the Sky, Win!
Luofujie, fight to burn mines, win!
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The forgotten city, battle against the mysterious ghost king, win!
The Castle of Nutao, Fighting the Eight Dragons, Win!
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"call!"
After a lapse of days, another boat was finally urged by the magic array to chop waves and cut waves, crossed the boundless sea, and docked on the northern shore of the Wu Island.
The red shadow flickered, and a young woman landed on the coast.
The woman wore a red dress, with a raised figure, a charming and pretty face, and a small fluffy head was revealed at the chest placket. She had a long, slender mouth and colorful hair.
She is Mu Yan.
At the beginning, before Tang Huan left Nulang City, she had already traveled to Tianzhu City to enter the "secret realm of heavenly" practice, and finally entered the ninth-order realm in Luofu Realm. As soon as she came out of the mystery, she learned the news of Lingxiaomen's existence, so she rushed over non-stop.
"Finally it's this foggy island!"
Looking at the surrounding white skeletons, Mu Yan could not help but breathe a sigh of relief, but immediately, his eyes were already looking deep into the misty island, and he murmured softly, "Tang Huan must have entered the Lingxiao Gate now. I wonder if he has passed the "Lingxiao Ancient Road" now? "
The voice was faint, and a charming smile floated above Mu Yanjiao. "Even if it has passed, I will definitely find you in the God-Creating World."
"Oh!"
The next moment, Mu Yan was galloping forward ...
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Lingxiao Ancient Road.
"I didn't expect that the ghostly power was so powerful in the fantasy!"
Tang Huan was relieved and relieved, and sat down. In the battle with ghosts, although Tang Huan laughed to the end, he was exhausted.
Earlier in the Bone Palace, I met the ghosts and ghosts. The four weapon weapons, the Overlord Gun, the Dragon Sword, the Xuanyuan Sword, and the Tiandiao Bow, blocked the ghostly and ghostly incarnations respectively. Winning, the situation in the fantasy world is very different.
Within the illusion, there are as many as seven incarnations of the Lord of the Night Temple, even the one who died in the Valley of the Forged Sword was added.
The ontology and the seven incarnations merge into one, so that the ghost has the strength no less than Tang Huan, and the incarnation and the ontology suddenly change and become unpredictable. On several occasions, Tang Huan was almost hit by it. Fortunately, in the end, Tang Huanqi played a high game and killed it to destroy the illusion.
"Next, you should be the Night Hades!"
Tang Huan's eyes narrowed for a moment, that the Umbrella Pluto is definitely a strong man with the sword.
In the fantasy world, Tang Huan killed Chu Feng, but he didn't have much confidence in the Phantom of the Night in Phantom, after all, the power of the Phantom of the Night was better than him. In the foggy island, Tang Huanruo could escape by flying, but he could not escape in the magical land.
However, although the situation was severe, Tang Huan was not flustered.
After a moment, he narrowed his eyes and started to practice the exercises. His face also showed a little smile, which seemed to have some meaning.
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"It will be three months in a few days!"
A faint sigh sounded outside the Lingxiao Gate in the central area of ​​Wudao Island.
Everyone's looks were quite complicated. For the past three months, there had been no changes in Lingxiao Gate. Tang Huan's situation was a little less optimistic.
Except for Jianyi, which is transformed by the sword seal, Tang Huan can be called the first strong in this small world. His strength is so overbearing that he cannot pass the test. Doesn't this mean that the "Lingxiao Ancient Road" will never pass through , The ninth-tier powerhouse in the small world is still as difficult as he wants to go to the world of the of casting!
"You guys, Tang Huan's brother won't be ..."
Another voice sounded, and the person who spoke was Tang Moyang, the founding father of the Datang Empire. He didn't say the following words, but anyone could hear his meaning.
Shanshan heard that, her heart trembled, her fists could not help but clenched tightly, her knuckles turned pale.
Yu Feiyan was also frowning and silent, but she was still full of confidence in Tang Huan, but as the day when Ling Xiaomen closed was getting closer, she began to worry.
"No way!" Mu Yan bit her red lips and said fiercely.
"Everyone can rest assured that Tang Huan is still alive." Just then, Feng Ming suddenly smiled.
"..."