Chapter 1608 Thunder Emperor

The top ten ecclesiastical bodies rule the roost!

Following the appearance of the five great saint races in the eastern district, including Star, Fentian, Yaotong, Shenyan, and Samsara, the other five saint races in the western district, namely Jiuyou, Dahuang, Honghuang, Dragon Blood, and Devouring, all gathered in the central area of ​​Lingqu Peak. Xiaotiantai competition area.

For the world.

These ten strongest saint races are like the overlords of the ten directions occupying the top of each field.

A super existence above all things.

At a glance, the audience seats and stands they occupy are like the territory of the overlord of gods and demons, with a majestic aura that cannot be crossed at will.

Before the start of the competition, many saint clans or sect forces took advantage of this opportunity to try to win over them.

The flattery and flattery between people are fully displayed at this moment.

However, compared with the other nine saint clans, the Yaotong saint clan inevitably looks a bit down and out.

The Yaotong saint clan headed by Li Kun seemed to be in a state where no one cared about them.

In contrast, the Thunder Saint Clan was surrounded by visitors.

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"The demon-eyed saints are a bit miserable! When they were brilliant, all the people who flattered them were like '((lick tiǎn)tiǎn)dogs', but now there is no one who even pays attention to them."

"It's normal. People in the world only know how to follow the trend. When they are high-spirited, they will climb up. When they fall to the bottom, they will inevitably step forward. In this world, the coldest thing is the heart."

"Although I think it's a pity, I still want to say that the demon-eyed saint clan may not be able to survive this session of the saint clan conference."

"It's not possible, it's certain!"

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As the atmosphere around the arena continued to ferment, the emotions of the group around Chu Hen also gradually became a little darker.

Especially Li Wushang.

As a high-level member of the Yaotong Saint Clan, he has witnessed the glory and desolation of their clan, and at this moment his mood is also mixed and extremely complicated.

"The team of the Nine Nether Saint Clan is over there..." Luo Mengshang pointed towards a majestic giant mountain stand next to it.

Following what the other party showed, Chu Hen raised his eyes and saw that there were more women in the Jiuyou Saint Clan than in other Saint Clans, and both men and women had outstanding temperament and appearance.

"That's Senior Sister Lou Tingyu, why don't you go over with me and say hello?"

Luo Mengshang asked tentatively.

Lou Tingyu?

Chu Hen raised his eyelids slightly, hesitated for a while, and said with a slight smile, "Okay!"

Immediately, Chu Hen and Luo Mengshang left the audience seats first, and then walked along the Hengtian iron bridge between the giant peaks to the audience area of ​​the Jiuyou Saint Clan.

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"It's Miss Mengshang!"

"Give up your position."

When the Jiuyou Saint Clan saw Luo Mengshang, their eyes lit up.

"Don't worry about me, I'll go there later..." Luo Mengshang laughed quickly.

"Go there? Why?"

Everyone was puzzled, Luo Mengshang belonged to the camp of the Jiuyou Saint Clan, they should be sitting together, but they soon saw Chu Hen who came with Luo Mengshang.

Especially when Luo Mengshang was still holding each other's hand, the two looked very intimate.

Seeing this, many people showed suspicion.

Although Luo Mengshang didn't stay in Jiuyou Saint Clan for a short time, there are quite a few people who love her.

Chu Hen suddenly felt unfriendly looks from the audience of the Jiuyou Saint Clan.

However, Luo Mengshang ignored him, and she directly led Chu Hen to a beautiful young woman.

"Senior Sister Tingyu... This is the Chu Hen I told you about before..."

After speaking, Luo Mengshang looked back at Chu Hen with a slight smile and said, "This is Senior Sister Tingyu, we have a good relationship."

Lou Tingyu.

As delicate as her name is, she is wearing a maple leaf floral dress and light red makeup. She is gorgeous but not charming, with a touch of coolness and enchanting charm.

"It's a pleasure to meet you for the first time..." Chu Hen greeted him politely.

However, the corners of Lou Tingyu's eyes, which were painted with light red makeup, were slightly raised, neither warm nor sullen, as if there was not much enthusiasm.

"Are you the one from the Demon Eye Saint Clan?"

Chu Hen glanced sideways at Luo Mengshang, thinking that the other party had already told Lou Jieyu something about him.

"It's me!" Chu Hen replied, neither humble nor overbearing.

Lou Tingyu nodded slightly, but still didn't have much (emotional) fluctuations.

Her beautiful eyes turned to other audience seats.

"You monster-eyed saints have a hard time this year..."

Don't shy away.

And hit the nail on the head.

"Sister Tingyu..." Luo Mengshang hastily pulled Lou Tingyu's sleeve.

"I'm just telling the truth..." She ignored Luo Mengshang's persuasion, but said to Chu Hen with deep meaning, "The situation of our Jiuyou Saint Clan is not optimistic, and your Yaotong Saint Clan, compared with We are much more difficult... To be honest, I am not optimistic about Mengshang being with you, although this is her choice, I have no right to interfere..."

Luo Mengshang was depressed.

She immediately regretted bringing Chu Hen here.

However, Chu Hen didn't feel anything wrong with what Lou Tingyu said.

The other party's words were fairly pertinent, not to mention harsh.

"The Saint Clan Conference is not over yet, so it's hard to say what will happen next..." Chu Hen replied.

Lou Tingyu's soft eyes twitched lightly, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Yes, I am looking forward to your performance at the conference."

...

After a simple greeting, Luo Mengshang left the seat of the Jiuyou Saint Clan with Chu Hen apologetically.

"I'm sorry! I didn't know that Senior Sister Tingyu would say that."

Chu Hen smiled, lightly held the opponent's jade hand and said, "It's okay, she doesn't have any malicious intentions, I won't care."

"Then don't be angry!"

"Of course I won't be angry, how can I be so stingy!"

Chu Hen shook his head, and immediately led Luo Mengshang back to his original position.

And as time went by, the number of people gathering at Lingqu Peak gradually increased.

And the top managers of many forces have come one after another.

Even the patriarchs of several saint clans did not plan to miss this saint clan meeting.

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"Isn't that the patriarch of the Five Elements Saint Clan?" There was a commotion in the crowd.

In the auditorium area of ​​the Five Elements Saint Clan where Lin Yinghe is located, there is a middle-aged man with a face like a crown jade, and a gorgeously dressed middle-aged man who is like an emperor, showing extraordinary aura and domineering.

The powerful aura revealed invisibly is awe-inspiring.

"The patriarch of the New Moon Saint Clan is here too."

"There is also the Patriarch of the Light Saint Clan, and the Dark Saint Clan..."

The supreme rulers of the major saint races arrived one by one.

Even the highest rulers of the darkness and light, which everyone thought would be absent, are here, which is really surprising.

However, compared to the patriarchs of the other saint clans, the faces of the two rulers of the dark and light saint clans are particularly stern and gloomy.

After all, no one expected that Murong Yao and Lin An would lose in the first round.

If it weren't for the fact that this would most likely be the last Saint Clan Assembly, the two of them would have left long ago.

...

The appearance of many high-level members of the Saint Clan also made the atmosphere of the Saint Clan Conference continue to ferment and rise.

Chu Hen also found the four elders, Sirius star guard Rao Feiluan and other high-level figures in the stands of the demon-eyed saint clan.

Not seeing each other for the first time in several months, the Fourth Elder's (body shēn) figure became even older and thinner.

The series of events (situations) that happened recently seemed to deal blows one after another to the poor old man.

As the only backbone of the Yaotong Saint Clan, the Fourth Elder, the loneliness at this time made people feel very sad.

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"Bang bang bang!"

Suddenly, an ear-splitting salute was fired, and a rain of colorful confetti rained down from the sky above Lingqu Peak.

At this moment, a particularly loud ((流 dàng) dàng) roar of jubilation came from the south side of the competition venue.

Countless giant birds and cranes circling and dancing in the sky roared in unison.

The red carpet was laid directly on the wide overhanging bridge, and under the suspicious eyes of a pair, a domineering figure (body shēn) that overshadowed everything in the world followed by more than a dozen people slowly moved towards this direction. come.

This is?

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, extremely confused.

The road was paved with a long red carpet and greeted with salutes and horns.

Even the patriarchs of the dark, light, five elements and other holy clans did not have such treatment.

...

"Could it be?"

"No mistake, it must be!"

"It's finally here, Patriarch of the Thunder Saint Clan."

"No, it's the Thunder Emperor!"

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