Chapter 1593 Deja Vu
"Haha, a bit bold! Didn't he know that at the Saint Clan Conference, the Primordial Saint Clan could justifiably kill him?"
"Suicide!"
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Chu Hen destroyed the God of War Palace.
well known.
However, it is no secret that behind the Ares Palace is the Primordial Saint Race.
Although they are also among the top ten strongest saint clans, the current Yaotong saint clan no longer has the strength to compete with the prehistoric saint clan.
Last time, it was because of the intervention of the Xingchen Saint Clan, the Burning Heaven Saint Clan, and the Great Wilderness Saint Clan, and the battle at the God of War Palace, that Chu Hen was able to retreat completely.
But once they arrived at the meeting place of the Saint Clan Conference, the Primordial Saint Clan had every reason to target Chu Hen.
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The people who followed Chu Hen were somewhat displeased with the strange eyes of the people around the square.
"It seems that the resistance in front of you is much more than imagined!" Li Wushang said lightly.
Chu Hen disagreed, and touched his nose.
"I'm used to it!"
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"Chu Hen, are you here?" At this moment, several familiar figures hurried towards this side.
"It's Qingyi and Qingcai..." Ye Yao called out first.
Chu Hen's eyes also brightened.
Those who came were none other than Zhao Qingyi, Zhao Qingcai, Qiao Xiaowan, Han Yiquan, Qiu Xingyi, Wang Li, Wu Yan and several other martial brothers.
Not far behind them, Mo Qingli came towards this side with Qingxue.
And on Qingxue's shoulder, there is also a small, exquisite (love ài) little monkey with golden fur.
"Qingxue is here too..." Ye Yao said pleasantly.
"I'm here to cheer for brother Chuhen..." Qingxue blinked her big eyes,
Very well-behaved said.
The little monkey on his shoulder also "twittered" and said a few monkey words.
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Looking at the familiar crowd, Chu Hen was both amazed and relieved.
"How long have you been here?"
"We came from the Martial League and we just arrived this morning..." Qiu Xingyi replied, then he raised his hand and patted Chu Hen's shoulder, "Junior Brother Chu Hen, we don't know what to say, just do your best No matter what the ending is, we will cheer for you..."
"That's right, Junior Brother Chu Hen, don't worry! You don't have to worry about running out of firewood if you keep green hills, and you don't need to take this Saint Clan Conference too seriously." Wang Li also said.
Everyone is well aware of the current situation of the Yaotong Saint Clan.
Undoubtedly, Chu Hen was under great pressure, but everyone could only comfort him with words.
Feeling the concern from everyone's words, Chu Hen nodded with a smile.
"Thank you for coming..."
"It's ridiculous to say that. We are all your brothers who were born and died. Even if we don't have a part in the Saint Clan Conference, we still have to cheer and cheer..." Wu Yan clenched his fist with his right hand and hammered his own ( chest xiōng), and continued, "The Suzerain of the East said that he will definitely be there on the day of the finals. We believe that you have the ability to reach the finals..."
"Is it the final?"
There was a helpless smile on the corner of Chu Hen's mouth, then he nodded, "Do your best!"
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"By the way, why didn't you see Miss Qianyu?" At this moment, Zhao Qingcai popped out such a sentence inappropriately, "Is she not with you?"
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of Long Qingyang, Long Xuanshuang, and Ye Yao immediately became extremely strange.
"Yeah? Where's Sister Qianyu? Returning to the God Eye Saint Race? Will she come later?" Qingxue also joined in, and bumped Chu Hen's arm with her shoulder, with a pure and sweet face Sweet smile.
"Going crazy!"
Ye Yao patted her head with one hand, this scene seemed familiar.
Seeing this, Long Qingyang hurriedly stepped forward and pointed at the beautiful (body shēn) figure beside Chu Hen, and said, "This is Miss Luo Mengshang, this is the first time we meet, let me introduce you ..."
What?
Luo Mengshang?
Upon hearing these three words, Zhao Qingcai and Qingxue were immediately dumbfounded.
The atmosphere immediately froze to freezing point, a gust of cool wind blew by, and the scene was once very awkward.
"Ah..." Zhao Qingcai opened his mouth wide and laughed dryly, "Yuan, so you are Miss Mengshang, fortunately, fortunately to meet..."
Luo Mengshang was not angry, but smiled slightly, "Nice to meet you."
"Heh, heh, happy, happy..."
Zhao Qingcai was crying without tears.
The same thing happened to her twice.
When she was in Tianyin City last time, she mistook Bai Qianyu for Luo Mengshang, and she was so embarrassed that she died of embarrassment. This time, she directly mentioned Bai Qianyu in front of Luo Mengshang, and she almost went crazy.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Zhao Qingcai, who had retreated to the side, whispered to Qiao Xiaowan helplessly.
Qiao Xiaowan gave a "hmph" without smiling, "I want to tell you, who would have thought that you are so fast..."
"I'm almost dying of depression!"
"I think you are not the only one who is depressed to death."
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Zhao Qing shrank his head, and secretly glanced at Chu Hen a little embarrassedly, but Chu Hen's expression didn't change much, but he didn't know if he was really so calm or pretending to be calm.
Only Mo Qingli looked at Chu Hen with some confusion. When the word "Bai Qianyu" was mentioned, Mo Qingli clearly felt a trace of imperceptible loneliness deep in Chu Hen's eyes.
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As time goes by, more and more people are on the East Side Square.
All major (desires and yù) forces that want to participate in the Saint Clan Conference are also gradually present.
There were even many "acquaintances" that Chu Hen knew.
For example, Lin Yinghe from the Saint Clan of the Five Elements, Tang Bufan from Dihong (Diandian), Situ Hanye from Fengshuang City, and other geniuses on the Zhonglu Fengyun List also appeared here.
Although there is no comparison between Jihad recruitment and the Saint Clan Conference, this is likely to be the last Saint Clan Conference, so those geniuses who (shēn) have the bloodline of the Holy Body also come to join in A (hot rè) noisy.
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Suddenly, at this moment, there was a commotion in the crowd.
"The team of the Radiant Saint Race is here."
"Wow..."
Immediately there was a muffled noise on the field.
Light saints?
Chu Hen, Long Qingyang, Kun Liushan and a group of people also followed the attention of the crowd and turned their eyes to the vast and spectacular iron cable bridge.
like their names.
As soon as the team of the Radiant Saint Race came out, they were as dazzling as the sun.
Under the cautious gaze of the pair, the team of the Radiant Saints crossed the suspension bridge like a divine rainbow and stepped onto the square.
Imposing aura, sharp edge.
Like bunches of dazzling rays of light, sprinkled towards the East District Square.
"As expected of a group second only to the top ten strongest saint clans, this aura really makes people dare not get too close."
"This year's Radiance Saint Race looks very strong. I wonder if there is any hope of impacting the ranking of the top ten strongest Saint Race."
"It's possible that the blood boundary power of the Radiant Holy Physique has reached the peak level, and it won't be much weaker than the top ten strongest Holy Physiques."
"The leader is 'Murong Yao', right? The number one among the younger generation of the Radiance Saint Clan, it is said that his cultivation is close to that of a Half-Emperor."
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Most of the people's attention was focused on the leading man in white (body shēn), and just as the radiant saints arrived in the eastern area like a rainbow, the sky at the other end of the square turned dark and dark.
There are obviously no dark clouds covering the sky, but the light between the sky and the earth is inexplicably dim.
"It's them...the Dark Saints..."