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Chapter 1292

Even though she had just finished her advancement, her breath was still unstable, but at the moment when the whole world fell into darkness, Tang Ning turned around and flew out of the spiritual breath to the teleportation array that was the only small passage left. At the same time, she took out the Qingyi from the space and put it on her body, feeling a dizzy moment. The next moment, her whole person had already appeared in the formation of the sect.

"boom!"

Along with Tang Ning, a loud bang came out, like a ground bull turning over, the ground of the entire sect was shaking, and the tremor continued for a few breaths before returning to calm.

"Master Tang!"

"Master Tang!"

"Master!"

The dust and smoke were flying in the formation. The formation on the ground finally disappeared and exploded at this moment, and the powerful airflow also surged out. When Situ and others saw the disappearance of the formation, they thought Tang Ning had not had time to come out, and they exclaimed one by one, with grief and incredible voices in their voices.

They always thought that Master Tang would come out, but they didn't expect that in the end, this formation was blown up, and Master Tang...

"Wuwu... Master, Master... Don't leave me, Master, Wuwu..." Song Tianyou sat on the ground, raised his head and howled, crying while crying, calling him Master, howling miserably.

Zeppelhe squatted down, patted Song Tianyou on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "Senior Brother, Master may not have died yet, Master will not die easily!"

"Not bad! How could Master Tang die easily? She couldn't die like this!" Situ also said calmly, unwilling to believe that Master Tang died like this.

The eight guarding peak masters looked at this scene and couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh. Perhaps they had long felt that Master Tang had little chance of living out of it, so when they saw that the formation could not hold on to the scene where the destruction air was scattered, they were all silent.

The dust gradually dissipated, and a familiar voice came from it.

"I am not dead yet, why are you crying?"

When a chuckling sound came out, a blue figure slowly walked out of the dust.

The exquisite and outstanding face, the smiling eyes, the bald head with a bright light, and the blue dress, were so familiar that they showed a look of surprise, and they ran forward excitedly.

"Master Tang!"

"Master!"

Situ and others ran forward, and Song Tianyou, who was originally sitting on the ground crying, also got up, and ran towards the green figure in front of him, crying and laughing.

"Woooo, Master, Master, I thought I would never see you again." Compared to the others who just ran up to Tang Ning's side, Song Tianyou rushed over and hugged her because of his age.

Tang Ning chuckled, rubbed his disciple's head, and said, "Don't worry, how could it be so easy for a master to die?" She looked at Situ and others and asked, "Why are you all here?"

"We learned that you were here in the sect. When we heard that something happened to Mr. Mo, we thought about coming over to see if there was anything we could help. Later, we encountered Baiyun Gourd on the road and came together." Situ said.

Upon hearing this, Tang Ning nodded, patted Song Tianyou on the shoulder, and asked him to stand aside. Then he walked forward and bowed to the eight peak masters.

"Thank you, the Peak Lords, have been guarding the formation for me. If you hadn't guarded me, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to come out."
Chapter completed!
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