I Swear I Don’t Have A Python In My Pool Chapter 685 – Your Mask is Not Bad

Chapter 685: Your Mask is Not Bad

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At this moment, Tong Nian felt disheartened.

She did not expect that it would be fine if others mocked her.

She did not expect her sister to mock her too!

What made her even angrier was…

She knew that her younger sister was still thinking about that shameless little thief, Wang Mang.

For the past few days, he had been in a daze as if he had lost his soul.

Thinking of this, Tong Nian regretted it even more.

She shouldn’t have let her sister enter the Saint Emperor Academy.

In the end, his cultivation level had not increased much, but so many troublesome things had happened.

At the same time.

Tong Xin was already feeling extremely aggrieved in her heart. After being oppressed by her domineering sister for so long, she finally exploded.

Her pretty face flushed red as she raised her head and glared at Tong Nian with her beautiful eyes. She choked and said, “Yes, yes, yes. You’re right.”

“If you like someone else, you’re right. Everything I do is wrong.”

“But you can’t look down on Senior Wang Mang. He’s also very outstanding!”

Tong Xin mustered her courage and shouted the last sentence at Tong Nian.

Looking at his sister’s stubborn and unyielding appearance, Tong Nian was so angry that her pretty face turned pale. Her delicate body trembled as she said, “You… you damned girl, you actually dared to shout at me?”

She really wanted to lecture her sister, but she didn’t know how to start.

At the same time.

On the other end.

Everything that happened downstairs.

Wang Mang didn’t know.

After arriving on the second floor, Wang Mang also discovered that there were five or six peerless geniuses.

The strength of these five to six geniuses increased even more. They had all reached the intermediate-stage Immortal Emperor Realm.

However, most of them were unfamiliar faces to Wang Mang.

Of course, Wang Mang did not know them.

However, these Heaven’s Favorites or peerless Heaven’s Favorites knew Wang Mang.

Or rather, he recognized Wang Mang’s clothes!

As well as the identity token of the Myriad Demon Saint on Wang Mang’s waist!

Therefore, many prodigies took the initiative to greet him.

“I’m the Saint Son of the Thousand-faced Sacred Land. Greetings, Fellow

Daoist Myriad Demon Saint!”

“I’m Xiao Zhan from the Xiao Family of Fallen Phoenix City. Greetings, Fellow Daoist Myriad Demon Saint!”

“I’m Chu Ge, a core disciple of the Hidden Dragon Holy Land. Greetings, Fellow Daoist Myriad Demon Saint!”

For a time, Wang Mang could be said to be surrounded by a group of young geniuses.

The enthusiasm of these prodigies had simply exceeded Wang Mang’s expectations.

Therefore, after Wang Mang greeted him with a smile, he left and continued upstairs.

That was because Wang Mang appeared to be humble and easy to get along with, but in reality, he did not take them seriously at all.

Only Wang Mang paid attention to these weaker peerless geniuses.

That was because if nothing unexpected happened, Wang Mang would choose to attack these guys!

After all, he had to pick the softest persimmon!

Soon, Wang Mang walked up to the third floor.

When he reached the third floor, Wang Mang discovered it.

Without exception, all the experts here had reached the Saint Emperor Realm.

These young prodigies and outstanding figures were the true geniuses of the younger generation.

That was because on the huge third floor.

There were too many peerless prodigies.

There were more than twenty of them!

Obviously!

These were the true peerless prodigies of the Wolong Tower.

Moreover, the auras of these guys were not inferior to the Saint Emperor Realm.

In fact, Wang Mang could even sense several mid-stage Saint Emperors!

This shocked Wang Mang even more.

He had not expected that there would already be an intermediate-stage Saint Emperor among the peerless geniuses.

Just as Wang Mang was in shock, many geniuses were also sizing him up.

When they saw the Immortal Emperor mask on Wang Mang’s face, they were even more shocked.

It was the A/lyriad Devil Saint Son again, and the one who obtained the Immortal Emperor Mask.

Wang Mang was definitely enough to step into their small circle.

Most of the paragons present were only at the First Heaven or Second Heaven of the Saint Emperor Realm.

There were not even many who had reached the Third Heaven of the Saint Emperor Realm.

There were only three intermediate-stage Saint Emperors.

Hence, after seeing many of Wang Mang’s geniuses, they also nodded slightly at him, acknowledging him.

At the same time, some prodigies discussed softly.

“Good lord, there’s a good show to watch.”

“The Hidden Dragon Saint is the winner of the Holy Emperor’s mask.”

“I didn’t expect the Holy Son of the Myriad Demon Holy Land to be the one who obtained the Immortal Emperor’s mask.”

“His strength is not bad. The Hidden Dragon Saint is only at the fourth level of the Saint Emperor Realm.”

Just as the peerless geniuses were discussing Wang Mang, a hearty laugh sounded.

“This must be the Holy Son of the Myriad Demon Holy Land! I’m the Holy Son of the Hidden Dragon Holy Land!”

Hearing this, Wang Mang looked up and saw a handsome young man in a white robe walking towards him.

Furthermore, Wang Mang could sense this guy’s aura. It was extremely tyrannical, reaching the Second Heaven of the Saint Emperor Realm!

However, after hearing the other party announce his identity, Wang Mang’s heart immediately sank.

Good lord, this guy’s strength had already reached the ninth level of the Immortal Emperor Realm.

Including the fact that he was a peerless prodigy, he had the combat power of a Second Heaven Saint Emperor.

If the Saint Emperor’s mask was included, this guy’s strength had reached the Saint Emperor’s Fourth Heaven!

More importantly, Wang Mang had a conflict with this guy!

This was because this guy had tried to snatch his Immortal Emperor’s Mask back in the Supreme Tomb Mystic Realm!

Furthermore, before the person who obtained the God Emperor Mask and the person who obtained the Demon Emperor Mask descended, he was the first to escape. At the critical moment, he even gave Wang Mang a palm strike!

If it wasn’t for Wang Mang’s quick escape, he would have been killed by the God Emperor Mask and the Devil Emperor Mask.

However, this guy did not seem to have any hostility towards Wang Mang, as if he had completely forgotten what had happened.

Therefore, Wang Mang also replied with a smile, “Greetings, Fellow Daoist Hidden Dragon Saint!”

Hearing this, the Hidden Dragon Saint chuckled and said, “Come, fellow Daoist, let me introduce you to the other two fellow Daoists.”

As he spoke, the Hidden Dragon Saint pulled Wang Mang to the corridor in the distance.

Then, Wang Mang saw the other two mid-stage Saint Emperors and the Saints of the other two super-class Holy Lands.

Furthermore, the Hidden Dragon Saint warmly smiled and introduced,

“This is Brother Nangong Wentian from the Nangong Family of Fallen Phoenix City!”

“This is Brother Fang Tianlong from the Fang Family of Myriad Demon City!” “This is the Holy Son of the Divine Light Holy Land, Zhou Botong!”

“This is the Holy Son of the Holy Land of Sword Immortals—Demon Sword Immortal!”

Hearing this, Wang Mang instantly came to a realization.

At the same time, he also knew that among the few people present,

He was definitely the most important person in the entire Eastern Heaven Realm.

After ail, the Holy Sons of the four super-class Holy Lands were all here!

Even Nangong Wentian and Fang Tianlong were not Holy Sons of the Holy Land.

However, they were also existences that were backed by their families and had combat strength that had reached the intermediate stage of the Saint Emperor Realm.

Thinking of this, Wang Mang immediately smiled and cupped his hands. “Greetings, Fellow Daoists!”

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The other four peerless geniuses and Chosens also nodded at Wang Mang, showing their approval of him.

At this moment, the Demon Sword Immortal looked at the mask on Wang Mang’s face and suddenly smiled.

“Fellow Daoist, your Immortal Emperor mask is not bad. 1 wonder if you can part with it?”

Hearing this, Wang Mang was stunned at first. Then, he laughed angrily.

“I think your mother is not bad.. Can you part with her?”