Chapter 1618 Divine Eye Saint Bai Qian...
With one strike of the sword, Luo Mengshang defeated the ancient spring of the ancient holy clan, which directly lit up the eyes of everyone in the holy clan meeting. Kuangsha Literature Network
However, Luo Mengshang's (body shēn) did not have the "dominant" aura similar to Sen Yuan's (body shēn).
It is precisely because people in the world have never heard of the name "Luo Mengshang" before, and they don't even know that there is such a person in the Jiuyou Saint Clan.
Therefore, in terms of instinctive subconsciousness, Luo Mengshang is far from reaching the level of "shocking the audience".
Even if she defeated Koizumi with a single sword.
Not enough to be intimidating.
Even in the eyes of many people, Luo Mengshang's victory with a sword still contained a lot of luck.
Soon, Luo Mengshang ushered in the challenge of the first opponent as the "guardian".
A genius evildoer from the Storm Saint Clan.
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Of course, the challenger from the Storm Saint Clan obviously underestimated Luo Mengshang's strength.
In less than twenty rounds, a sky-shattering sword glow like a long rainbow piercing through a furious tornado storm with all kinds of cutting power.
The sword rises up the long river, and the momentum rises up the avenue.
"Boom..."
Under the eyes of countless pairs of eyes full of astonishment, the tornado storm that toppled the world was directly split by the fierce and extraordinary sword force.
Accompanied by the severe hurricane and chaotic cyclone sweeping ((dang dàng) dàng) in all directions, a young (shēn) figure with feet on the blue cyclone flew out immediately.
He staggered, stumbled back quickly, and almost fell to the ground.
"Thank you, Ms. Luo, for leaving (affection), I lost..." the young man of the Storm Saint Clan said with a hint of loneliness.
High in the air ahead.
Luo Mengshang held a frost-white fluorescent jade sword in his hand, and whirling dream-white shadow wings lingered around it, ethereal like yarn, like an exiled fairy who is otherworldly and refined.
"Concession!" Luo Mengshang replied softly.
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"Wow!"
"Dai Jian also lost."
"Is she that strong?"
"Well, there are some tricks, but I don't know if there are any hole cards?"
"It's possible that I haven't even heard of this person before!"
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Although the Storm Saint Clan is no match for the top ten strongest Saint Clans, its strength is not weaker than the Dark Saint Clan, the Light Saint Clan and other first-class groups.
Dai Jian's strength is naturally beyond doubt.
Unexpectedly, he was defeated by Luo Mengshang in less than thirty strokes.
This also had to make people re-examine Luo Mengshang.
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"The winner, the Nine Nether Saints!" Shangguan Wuce announced the result.
Luo Mengshang made another victory and scored two points.
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Despite winning two games in a row, Luo Mengshang still hasn't reached the level of dominating the competition area.
In addition, other players are also wondering whether the opponent has exhausted his cards, or whether he has not retained his strength since he entered the field.
Moreover, as long as you win against Luo Mengshang, you will be able to get the opponent's points.
As a result, more people began to target Luo Mengshang's (body shēn).
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"Rock Crystal Saints, Lu Fei, please enlighten me!"
Soon, Shangguan had no choice but to announce again.
"The winner, the Nine Nether Saints, Luo Mengshang."
"Congratulations to her for scoring three points."
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One battle after another was fought on the Lingxiaotai.
One after another, saint geniuses stared at the points in Luo Mengshang's hand.
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"Sacred Clan of the New Moon, Lie Tao, please enlighten me!"
"The winner, the Nine Nether Saints, Luo Mengshang!"
"Congratulations for scoring four points."
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Winning streak.
Winning streak.
As time went by, Luo Mengshang continued to shine brightly in the arena of the Saint Clan Conference.
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"Sister Mengshang is so strong! If this continues, she will be promoted!"
Outside the court, Ye Yao said in amazement.
"If you win this game again,
You can accumulate five points. "Long Qingyang took over with a slightly moved expression.
After winning four games in a row.
Finally, another opponent from the top ten strongest saint races became Luo Mengshang's "attacker".
The opponent is a top genius of the Dragon Blood Saint Clan.
Looking from afar, on the battle field, a series of sparks and fire rain splashed wantonly. Luo Mengshang's opponent directly "turned (body shēn) into a dragon", with dark and cold scales all over his body, his hands, feet and limbs were all transformed into dragons. The sharp claws of the dragon arm, supported by the speed of the dragon wings, continuously burst out with powerful impact and movement speed.
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"Zhou Chong is enough to rank in the top three in the entire team of the Dragon Blood Saint Clan. He should be stable." Some people gave opinions in the audience.
"Not necessarily. Although Zhou Chong's offensive was fierce, he didn't have an obvious upper hand at all. It's hard to say whether he will win or lose."
"You're right. I didn't expect that besides Lou Tingyu, the Nine Nether Sacred Clan would have such a powerful person. This Saint Clan Conference is truly Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon."
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north.
Above the magnificent Zen Terrace Square.
Emperor Shifang sat on the stage.
"If I'm not mistaken, this should be the daughter of the 'Emperor Jiuyou'?" The speaker was the handsome and elegant Emperor Xingchen.
Except for Emperor Lei Ting who was sitting on the platform of the demon-eyed emperor, who showed a little surprise, the other six emperors were relatively calm.
Obviously, for the few of them, Luo Mengshang's existence was no longer a secret.
"It has the elegant temperament of Emperor Jiuyou..." Emperor Fentian with red eyes said lightly.
"I'm curious, who is her father..." Emperor Hong Huang raised his eyebrows.
As soon as this remark came out, the several great emperors all turned towards each other's opponents.
"Aren't you curious?"
Emperor Honghuang looked sideways at Emperor Samsara who was in the middle and said, the latter was very calm from the beginning to the end, as if he had never heard of the conversation between several people.
Of course, the other party has always been like this.
The Great Emperor of Samsara ignored him, just quietly staring at the field in front of him, with a pair of pupils like an abyss, with a deep meaning that others could hardly perceive.
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"It's not an ordinary person who can let Emperor Jiuyou give birth to him, right?" Emperor Xingchen said casually.
"That's not clear, but it's not impossible for ordinary people (conditions). We have never guessed what Emperor Jiuyou thinks." Emperor Fentian said.
"Maybe!"
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"bass!"
At the same time, a sword that covers the sky suddenly appeared in the sky above the Lingxiao rooftop.
The countless shadow wings flowing around Luo Mengshang are like dreamy butterfly wings meeting in the jade sword in his palm.
Suddenly, a mysterious pattern in the shape of a crescent moon appeared between Luo Mengshang's eyebrows.
A sword is sacrificed.
"Om..." The space trembled violently, and thousands of shadow wings and phantom lights intertwined together, forming a huge sword pillar in the shape of a pointed tube.
The storm gathered, and spiral air patterns swirled rapidly up and down around the sword pillar.
"boom!"
An extremely heavy and violent shock ((dang dàng) dàng) swept across the sky and earth, and the man named Zhou Chong of the Dragon Blood Saint Race seemed to be placed (shēn) under the aurora meteorite that pierced the sky, his metallic color His vertical pupils narrowed sharply, instantly filled with panic and fear.
"Boom..."
The storm of sword energy that ravaged the weather roared in all directions, punishing heaven and earth.
The huge pointed tube-shaped sword light is like a solid impact of a god-shattering pillar. In front of Zhou Chong (body shēn) who has transformed (body shēn) into a pterosaur, a terrifying ((dang dàng) dàng) shock wave swept across the sky Out, the bursting ((dang dàng) dàng) sword patterns are overwhelming.
The sword force containing the mighty power abruptly embedded Zhou Chong into the Lingxiao Tiantai below.
"boom……"
The countertop exploded inch by inch, and the ground expanded sharply.
Dragon scale fragments splashed and exploded, and blood danced in the sky.
Under the attention of all the people, Zhou Chong was directly nailed into the depths of the stone platform by the terrifying pointed cylindrical sword pillar. The rocks lifted the sky, the ground exploded, and the dense rock fragments, like flying locust swarms, all the way Pounced on the auditorium outside.
While everyone in the audience immediately released their true energy to resist, their eyes were full of deep shock.
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"Wow!"
Looking at Luo Mengshang, who was so proud of himself on the Lingxiaotai, showing his peerless elegance, everyone at this moment finally understood a fact.
"Quasi-Emperor Realm..." These words came out clearly from the crowd.
Great restlessness spread in the hearts of everyone in the audience.
Chen Jingfeng, Yan Hanyu, Long Mie, Lu Yuzhi, Sen Yuan and other super monsters couldn't help squinting their eyes at this moment.
Li Kun from the Demon Eyed Saint Clan, Lei Kun from the Thundering Saint Clan, and others also had cold eyes, with a trace of solemnity in their brows.
Even Yu Shenyin, a saint of reincarnation, showed some interest.
"Eighth level nine secluded holy body..."
From the cold, the nine secluded transformations!
Shangguan Wuce, the leader of Lingqu Peak, nodded slightly.
"The winner, the Nine Nether Saints, Luo Mengshang... accumulated five points!"
Five points.
Winning five games in a row!
"Beautiful!" Everyone in the Nine Nether Saint Clan was excited.
"Sister Mengshang is the best!" Ye Yao also shouted happily.
There are more and more cheers cheering for him off the court.
Luo Mengshang once showed a peerless elegance, which has already won him a high degree of popularity.
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"Awesome! Winning five games in a row, even Zhou Chong of the Dragon Blood Sacred Race lost so badly. He has the momentum to dominate the competition area."
"Tell me, Zhong Qixi, did Murong Yao and Lin An meet her?"
"Not her!"
"Oh!"
"The one who tortured Zhong Qixi was a man. I saw his back from a distance. Although I didn't see his specific appearance clearly, if I saw him again, I would definitely recognize him."
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The "mysterious man" who eliminated Zhong Qixi has not yet been known.
Now another Luo Mengshang appeared.
Everyone couldn't (can't jìn) feel more and more that the waters of the Saint Clan Conference were too deep.
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Luo Mengshang fell back on the table, her beautiful eyes turned to Chu Hen, and there was a little playful pride between her beautiful brows.
Chu Hen also smiled, and signaled the opponent to choose a truce.
After all, five points have been obtained.
Still very hopeful.
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Luo Mengshang naturally knew what Chu Hen meant. She had already demonstrated the strength of the quasi-emperor realm. Apart from the few contestants who won the championship, no one should become a challenger again.
However, just when Luo Mengshang was about to choose a truce, a stunning woman with illusory beauty and peach-like eyes slowly walked down from the audience seats of the Divine Eye Saint Clan and stepped onto the Lingxiao rooftop .
Chen Jingfeng, Yan Hanyu, Lu Yuzhi, Yu Shenyin and others couldn't help being startled.
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"That is?"
The faces of Ye Yao, Qiao Xiaowan, Long Qingyang and the others also changed, and they looked at Chu Hen in surprise and confusion.
Chu Hen beside him also frowned, and his handsome face was instantly filled with many complexities.
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"Sacred Eye Clan, Bai Qianyu, please enlighten me!"