Chapter 1611 Trampling on Dignity

"Emperor Thunder, you should have a seat here..."

When Shangguan Wuce said these words, there was an uproar in the entire venue of the Lingxiao Tiantai Competition.

Everyone in the audience looked at each other in astonishment.

Make trouble (love)?

Everyone's first reaction was that Lingqufeng wanted to do something.

At a glance, there are only ten thrones on the Jufeng Zen Terrace in the north.

Now that Shangguan Wuce suddenly said such a sentence, it is impossible for others not to make random guesses.

...

Hearing this, Emperor Lei Ting couldn't stand up (body shēn), and replied loudly, "Shangguan Peak Lord is too flattering, how can Lei Mou dare to sit on an equal footing with these peerless emperors? Never..."

"Thousands of years, there have been very few people who have achieved the title of emperor... Emperor Lei Ting, you belong to the destiny of heaven. This is the blessing of the Thunder Sacred Clan, and even more so, the blessing of our human domain..."

Then, Shangguan Wuce clasped his hands together and bowed to the seven great emperors and the crowd of saints outside the arena.

"Emperor Lei Ting said that he is not qualified to sit on the throne, what do you think?"

In an instant, there was an uproar in the audience.

"God must sit on the stage!"

"If Emperor Thunder is not qualified, who else is qualified?"

"That's right, I fully support Emperor Thunderbolt's seat."

...

Almost one-sided support.

However, the members of the Divine Eye Saint Clan, the Nine Nether Saint Clan, and the Demon Eye Saint Clan all showed some gloom on their faces.

"Hey, this Lingqu Peak can really do anything in order to pat the horses of the Thunder Sacred Clan..." Yan Hanyu of the Fentian Sacred Clan sneered.

Not far away, Chen Jingfeng, the star saint clan, glanced sideways at Bai Qianyu, and said softly, "Don't worry! Emperor Lei Ting dare not sit in the seat of Emperor Bai..."

Bai Qian didn't answer.

A pair of bright beautiful eyes with a little bit of gloom just quietly looked at the field.

...

"Thunder Emperor!"

"Thunder Emperor!"

...

The momentum off the field is getting higher and higher, overwhelming and deafening.

The Thunder Emperor smiled humbly, then raised his hand, motioning for everyone to stop.

"Thanks to everyone's praise (love ài), since everyone's talk has reached this point, then Lei Mou will be disrespectful..."

Without much hesitation.

Nor insisted on refusing.

All the sect forces who wanted to please the Thunder Saint Clan applauded in unison, but many people shook their heads secretly.

The ten-party emperor's seat.

Represents the top ten strongest saint races.

There are three spaces above.

They are Jiuyou, Shenyan, and the former seat of Yaotong Emperor.

In the eyes of some people, Shangguan's behavior of being helpless is really inappropriate.

If he wanted to please the Thunder Saint Clan, he could set up another emperor seat.

But what he did was to offend another saint.

As for who to offend.

Everyone has the answer in their hearts.

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Under the gaze of all eyes, Emperor Lei Ting walked steadily, with an extraordinary and powerful aura, on the Zen Terrace Square in the north of Jufeng.

"Lei pays homage to the great emperors..."

Although the other party has achieved the name of emperor, but in terms of seniority and strength, he is far inferior to the seven great emperors in front of him.

Before taking his seat, Emperor Lei Ting also bowed (身shēn) to them very modestly.

The seven great emperors did not have much (emotional) fluctuations.

"Since you have become an emperor, you don't need to be humble..." Emperor Xingchen said calmly.

"Thank you, Emperor Xingchen, for your praise. Even so, I'm still terrified..."

"It's just a seat, take your seat! Don't waste everyone's time."

"Yes!"

A flash of hotness flashed in the eyes of the Thunder Emperor, and he clasped his fists at the seven people in front of him again. Then, he jumped up and swept towards one of the vacant throne stone chairs with the force of the wind. go.

At this moment, the eyes of countless people in the audience were all terrified.

"Wow..."

The invisible majesty of the emperor spread out, and beside the seven great emperors, the aura of the Thunder Emperor was not much less.

Of course, the position that the other party boarded was none other than the throne platform with a pair of demonic purple pupils carved on it.

At this moment, the heart of the Thunder Saint Clan is known to everyone in the world.

The entire Thunder Saint Clan seemed to be radiant.

However, on the side of the demon-eyed saint clan, it seemed that they had fallen into an endless abyss of coldness.

anger!

hatred!

All kinds of negative emotions rushed into their hearts immediately.

"Too much deceit..." Rao Feiluan, the Sirius guard, was already gnashing his teeth, his fists were clenched, and his eyes were about to burst into flames.

This is insulting!

Incomparably huge insult!

If the dignity of the Yaotong Saint Clan were trampled under their feet, they trampled hard.

Li Kun's complexion was also ashen.

Qi Senhan's eyes swept straight to the audience seats of the Thunder Saint Clan, and met Lei Kun's eyes full of disdain.

provocative!

Undisguised provocation!

At this moment, it was an unprecedented shame for the entire Demon Eye Saint Clan.

"Damn dog..." Rao Feiluan (yu yù) stood up (body shēn), and had no choice but to reason loudly with the superior, but was directly held down by the fourth elder.

"do not move!"

"You..." Rao Feiluan almost gritted his teeth, "That's the position of the Demon Eyed Emperor. With this kind of person, is he worthy to sit there?"

Although Rao Feiluan and Tiangu Xingwei Li had no harm or disagreement, he was loyal to Emperor Yaotong.

As a member of the Yaotong Saint Clan, he couldn't tolerate the humiliation brought about by this moment at all.

The four elders let out a long sigh.

The cloudy old eyes were dim like a ray of light.

"Give yourself the last trace of dignity!"

The last trace of dignity!

Looking at the rickety and thin old man in front of him, so weak and weak, the hearts of the entire demon-eyed saint clan couldn't help but tremble.

yes!

Everyone is sad.

Everyone is suffering from the great aggrievedness brought about by trampling on their dignity.

But, so what?

This is the Saint Clan Assembly!

With the current ability of the Yaotong Saint Clan, how can they stop what is happening in front of them.

Once there is a big fuss.

In the end, the ones who are ashamed are themselves.

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Not many people cared about the feelings of the demon-eyed saints.

Some are just irrelevant and gloating.

"History is finally about to be handed over..." Yan Hanyu of the Fentian Saint Clan sighed, "Although it's none of my business, I still feel a little regretful!"

"No!" At this time, Bai Qianyu, the divine-eyed saint clan, answered lightly.

"what?"

Yan Hanyu didn't hear clearly.

Chen Jingfeng of the Star Saint Clan also looked at the other party in surprise.

Bai Qianyu's eyes were slightly rippling, she pursed her red lips slightly, and murmured softly, "I believe that the demon-eyed saint clan will not just end like this."

Baidi's daughter.

The heir to the throne of the Holy Eye Saint Clan.

He even spoke for his "enemy" again.

Chen Jingfeng and Yan Hanyu couldn't help but glance at each other, it seemed that the entire God-Eyed Saints were happy to see this scene, but Bai Qianyu was so lonely.

why?

The two were very puzzled.

...

Chu Hen who was on the other side watched from afar the Lei Ting Emperor who had climbed to the position of the Yaotong Emperor, and took in the changes in the expressions of the Fourth Elder, Rao Feiluan and his party.

Chu Hen's expression didn't change at all.

It looks calm like water from an ancient well.

However, Luo Mengshang, Long Qingyang, Ye Yao and others around him could clearly feel a chill that could invade the soul.

What is suppressed in the bottom of my heart is not only the deep hatred.

There is also an infinitely cold Senhan, killing intent!