Chapter 682: Tang Huan is still alive!

"Babble!"

Xiao Budian flapped four pairs of small wings and floated in front of Tang Huan, and a ball of golden liquid the size of a walnut condensed directly at the tip of the golden horn.

Then, Xiao Budian shook his head and motioned for Tang Huan to eat the "Spirit Dragon Holy Marrow".

"Little one, it's not like this yet. ”

Tang Huan's breathing calmed down a little, and when he saw this, he rubbed his little head, smiled and said, "I can still hold it now, when I can't hold it anymore, it's not too late for you to give me the 'Spirit Dragon Holy Marrow'." With that, Tang Huan slowly stood up.

"Hubble?"

Xiao Budian looked at Tang Huan, still a little worried.

Tang Huan closed his eyes, and between his thoughts, the "Tai Chi Heavenly Canon" was already running, and within the dantian, the "Jiuyang Divine Furnace" and the Colorful Spirit Pill were running rapidly, and the majestic true qi was like a torrent traveling through the spiritual veins, and the feeling of exhaustion between the bodies began to gradually dissipate.

Almost at the same moment, Tang Huan's body surface also revealed a faint golden luster.

Time flies, Tang Huan's face is already radiant, and the wound is healing little by little. Seeing that Tang Huan's condition was really improving, Xiao Budian relieved himself, and with a flap of his little wings, he fell on Tang Huan's shoulder again, and the golden liquid quickly sank into the sharp corners.

After a long time, Tang Huan finally fully recovered, looking at the road ahead with no end in sight, but his eyes became more and more determined.

One step at a time, one step at a time!

Jian Yi's words were really not wrong at all. From the first battle with Tang Hong, to the previous battle with Chu Feng...... Every illusion is a danger for Tang Huan, and every battle is full of dangers, and injuries have almost become commonplace.

Especially the battle with Chu Feng made Tang Huan almost in a desperate situation, after all, at that time, the difference in strength between the two sides was too great.

However, Tang Huan still won!

Opponents who have never been defeated in real experience have won in illusions, so what is there to fear in the next test?

In Tang Huan's chest, confidence was unprecedentedly sufficient.

Even if he was about to face opponents like the Demon Lord Burning Sky and the Night Hades King, Tang Huan was also fearless.

"The opponent in the next battle should be the resentful spirit in Longquan Ancient Town!"

The thought moved slightly, and Tang Huan had already stepped forward with his feet raised. In a trance, Tang Huan was already in the shadowy Longquan Ancient Town.

Time passes like a shuttle, and on the ancient road, Tang Huan moves forward step by step.

In the depths of the Sword Forge Valley, the Battle Sword Soul King, win!

The Tang family in Angry Wave City, the elders of the Tang family, win!

Heavenly Spirit Secret Realm, Zhanyan Sky Wing, Win!

Luofu realm, war burning thunder, victory!

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Forgotten City, Battle Xuan Ghost King, win!

Raging Castle, Battle Eight Desolate Dragon King, win!

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"Whew!"

After many days, another small boat finally cleaved the waves under the urging of the magic array, passed through the boundless sea, and docked on the north shore of the Foggy Sea Island.

The red shadow flickered, and a young woman landed on the shore.

This woman is wearing a red dress, her figure is convex, her face is charming and pretty, and a small plush head is revealed at the placket of her chest, which is actually a slender mouth and colorful hair.

She is Mu Yan.

At the beginning, before Tang Huan left Raging Wave City, she had already gone to Heavenly Casting City, entered the "Heavenly Spirit Secret Realm" to cultivate, and finally stepped into the ninth-order realm in the Luofu Realm. Then, as soon as she came out of the secret realm, she learned the news of the appearance of Lingxiaomen, so she rushed over non-stop.

"It's finally on this foggy island!"

Looking at the white bones all over the place, Mu Yan couldn't help but sigh lightly, but in an instant, his eyes had already looked into the depths of the Foggy Sea Island, and he whispered softly, "Tang Huan must have entered the Lingxiao Gate now, and I don't know if he has passed the 'Lingxiao Ancient Road' now?"

After a slight pause in his voice, a charming smile appeared on Mu Yanjiao's face, "Even if you have passed, it doesn't matter, I will definitely be able to find you in the Great World of God Casting in the future." ”

"Whoosh!"

The next moment, Mu Yan had already galloped forward......

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Lingxiao Ancient Road.

"I didn't expect that in the illusion world, the strength of that ghost is so strong!"

Tang Huan breathed a sigh of relief and sat down in prostration. In the battle with the ghosts, although Tang Huan had the last laugh, he was tired.

In the White Bone Palace before, the four divine weapons spirits, the Overlord Spear, the Dragon Slaying Knife, the Xuanyuan Sword and the Heavenly Eagle Bow, respectively blocked one of the incarnations of the Ghost Fish, while Tang Huan faced the Ghost Bamboo itself and won easily, but the situation in the Illusion Realm was very different.

Within the illusion realm, the hall master of the Night Temple actually possessed as many as seven incarnations, and even the one who had died in the Valley of the Forge Sword had been added.

The body and the seven incarnations fused into one, so that the ghost had a strength no less than Tang Huan, and the incarnation and the body were suddenly separated and unpredictable, and several times, Tang Huan was almost hit hard by it. Fortunately, in the end, Tang Huan was one step higher, killed him, and shattered his illusion.

"Next, it should be the Night Hades!"

Tang Huan's eyes narrowed slightly, the Night Hades King was definitely a powerhouse at the same level as the sword.

In the illusion, Tang Huan killed Chu Feng, but he was not very sure about the Night Hades King in the illusion, after all, the strength of the Night Hades King was much stronger than him. On Foggy Island, if Tang Huan is really in a desperate situation, he can still use a flying machine to escape, but in the phantom realm, he can't escape.

However, although the situation was grim, Tang Huan did not panic.

After a while, he closed his eyes and began to perform the exercises, and a slight smile appeared on his face, which actually seemed a little meaningful.

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"In a few days, it's three months!"

In the central area of the foggy island, outside the Lingxiao Gate, a faint sigh sounded.

Everyone's expressions were quite complicated, in the past three months, there has been no change in Lingxiao Gate, and Tang Huan's situation is probably not very optimistic.

In addition to the sword one transformed by the sword seal, Tang Huan can be called the strongest person in this small world, his strength is so strong, he can't pass the test, doesn't this mean that the "Lingxiao Ancient Dao" will never be through, and it will still be difficult for the ninth-order powerhouses of the small world to go to the great world of casting gods!

"You say, little brother Tang Huan won't be ......"

Another voice sounded, and the person who spoke was Tang Moyang, the founding ancestor of the Tang Empire, and he didn't say the rest of the words, but anyone could hear the meaning of his words.

When Shan Shan heard this, her heart trembled, her fists couldn't help but clench tightly, and her knuckles turned white.

Yu Feiyan was also frowning and silent, originally she was still full of confidence in Tang Huan, but as the day of the closure of Lingxiao Gate was getting closer and closer, she also began to worry.

"No way!" Mu Yan bit his red lip and said fiercely.

"Rest assured, Tang Huan is still alive. At this moment, Feng Ming suddenly smiled.

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