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Chapter 400

"Still failing!"

On the ninth floor of the golden altar, Tang Huan awoke soberly, but this time, not only did he not sorrow in the slightest, but his eyes were filled with joy.

The last time he entered the unreal space, Tang Huan had almost no fight back, and this time, Tang Huan moved at least a little.

Although it was finally killed by the ninth-tier golden man, there was still some improvement after all.

Between thoughts, Tang Huan sat down again, then meditation, eyes narrowed, carefully pondered the scene of entering the illusory space twice.

He had already faintly felt that the biggest difference between the ninth-ranked Wusheng and the eighth-ranked Wuzong should be the word "potential". If he could not comprehend the mystery of the word, he would never be able to defeat the ninth-rank golden man.

In order to understand the "potential", I am afraid that it is necessary to make a detailed derivation from the eighth-order Wuzong to the ninth-order Wusheng's promotion process.

Tang Huan has not experienced this process yet. It is not easy to deduce it. However, Tang Huan has already made psychological preparations for a protracted war. At this moment, he is not in a hurry. As long as the general direction is correct, it is equivalent to a successful start.

After a long while, Tang Huan stood up again.

After a while, his body surface was covered with a layer of golden streamer, but only two or three breaths, the streamer quickly faded.

Immediately, Tang Huan sat on the ground again ...

Within the solar space, day and night are indistinguishable.

Tang Huan was completely immersed in it, standing up again and again, and sitting down again and again, the golden streamer came and went. Within that golden illusory space, Tang Huan's failures continued to increase, ten, twenty, fifty times ... one hundred times ...

...

"call!"

On the seventh floor of the golden altar, a white shadow flickered. A Celestial magician revealed his body sullenly. He was a young man with white clothes on like snow and white wings on his back. He was about 26 years old and his face was like Jade, beautiful facial features, the skin on the face is as soft and smooth as a woman.

"Haha, this boy has failed again."

Almost at the moment when he came to the seventh floor of the golden altar, the man of this clan raised his eyes and saw Tang Huan's golden streamer receding again. He couldn't help but laugh loudly, "It seems that my chance is not small, I am full of anger. After passing the tests of the seven and eight floors, you can catch up with him! "

"It's just crazy talking."

Not far away, a thin-skinned young man in blue almost followed that day's men and set foot on the seventh floor of the golden altar. When he heard what he said, he couldn't help sneering, "Tang Huan Layer, failed more than a hundred times in a row, do you think you can succeed quickly? "

"that's for sure."

The tribal man heard that day, not only was not angry, but he laughed, "From the situation of the lower levels, the opponent on the ninth level must be the ninth-tier powerhouse. The reason why Tang Huan has failed repeatedly is because he treats your people. The ninth-level martial arts realm knows nothing. "

"And I'm different."

After a slight pause, the Celestial man said again, "I have long been the eighth-order dharma dharma, and I have heard that many powerful people in my tribe have explained the mysteries of the ninth-order sages in detail. Once they enter the ninth-floor unreal space, they fail at most two or three times , I will be able to adapt to the cultivation of the ninth-level dharma, and exert my most powerful strength, defeat the opponent, and reach the golden altar. Unfortunately, I came too late, otherwise, this 'sun spirit body' would not have been What happened to Tang Huan. "

"You don't want to blow the cowhide." The blue young man couldn't help humming coldly, and he didn't like the look of the tribal man that day.

"Boy, keep your eyes wide open and see how my 'Xuanfeng' catches up with Tang Huan and surpassed him." With a laugh, the Celestial man raised his hand and pressed a golden figure on the front wall.

"Beyond Tang Huan? Ridiculous! Ridiculous ..."

The blue-eyed young man raised his eyebrow slightly. The Celestial man named Xuanfeng, although he spends most of his time in the "Cangyu Secret Realm" of the Celestial People, rarely comes to this Luofu world, but his reputation is not weak. Many martial arts people are Know that there is such a person for him.

It is said that in today's "Cang Yu Secret Realm", this Xuan Feng's strength is second only to the Qingying.

In the Cang Yu list of that secret place, ranked second.

If at this moment on the ninth floor of the golden altar, it is some other ethnic warrior, it is really possible that this Xuanfeng will later take over and seize the opportunity to condense the "sun spirit body".

Unfortunately, he met Tang Huan.

In the Terran list of human races, Tang Huan is only ranked 12th, but when he rushed to this position, it was only the cultivation of the seventh-level peak master martial artist. Today, Tang Huan is already the eighth-level martial arts. The test will definitely make it into the top ten, and even if it is not as good as Xuan Feng's position in the Cang Yu list, its strength must not be underestimated.

What's more, what is most amazing about Tang Huan is not his cultivation and strength, but his talent and understanding.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for Tang Huan to become an eighth-order Wuzong from an ordinary person who can't even practice qi in less than one year. Even if Tang Huan is now blocked on the ninth floor of Jintan, it is not something Xuan Feng can win if he wins.

On the ninth floor of the golden altar, Tang Huan didn't notice the movement below.

Almost at the moment when he was awake, Tang Huan sat on the ground habitually, then dismissed his thoughts and began to summarize his gains and losses in the illusory space.

He hasn't counted how many times he failed. He was hungry and took a "Yuanrong Dan", and then he tried, failed, and pondered, and then tried, failed, and continued to ponder ... I am not tired, so I keep cycling.

After almost every failure, it will last longer.

From the first time when he first entered the unreal space, he failed, and in the end he was able to support more than a dozen breaths. However, Tang Huan was still invincible.

Time flies like a shuttle, and the three clan masters below continue to climb higher up in the golden altar.

Today, there have been three people on the eighth floor of the Golden Altar, only seven on the seventh floor of the Golden Altar, and as many as a dozen people on the sixth floor of the Golden Altar.

"I understand!"

Suddenly, on the ninth floor of the golden altar, Tang Huan, who sat on the ground, opened his eyes violently, and the joy between his eyebrows was almost unstoppable. Naturally, it is 'powerfulness'. If the powerfulness is arrogant enough, it can completely suppress people. In the face of strong power, some weaker opponents may not even have the courage to act. "

The next moment, Tang Huan couldn't help getting up, and protruded his arm toward the golden figure opposite.

But before his palm touched the wall, a white shadow suddenly appeared on the ninth floor of the golden altar. He was a dorsal wing with a beautifully-looking Celestial man. Immediately, his ecstatic shouting was over. Echoing back: "Nine floors of the golden altar, I finally came up!"