Chapter 1680 Demon Pupil Saints, Come Back

"Boom..."

In the ruins that were more than a thousand feet deep, an incomparably huge purple flower petal bloomed from it, and the terrible storm crushed Thunder Emperor's body in an instant, and the overbearing demon flames instantly burned his holy soul.

The moment the blood mist splashed, the world was overshadowed.

Everyone in the Demon Eyed Saint Clan and the Thunder Saint Clan felt that the scene in front of them had fallen into a slow and still state.

A generation of emperors!

In just a few months of achieving the emperor's name, he fell in the Ziyu City of Wuwang Realm.

Shocked!

terrible!

incredible!

Especially the members of the Thunder Saint Clan, all of them lost their minds. For them at this moment, the sky is falling.

The heart fell directly into the endless dark abyss.

The blood surged up, and the sky spun.

Unconcealable fear quietly filled their hearts.

fear!

Diffuse quickly.

Looking at the Nirvana Demon Spirit that looked like a god and demon, everyone in the Thunder Saint Clan could no longer hold the weapons in their hands, and even the Leimang swaying outside them was dejectedly without the slightest luster.

The real darkness begins to descend.

"At this moment, none of the Thunder Sacred Clan can live... Today, the Thunder Sacred Clan will disappear forever in the troubled times..."

The Nirvana Demon Spirit transformed by Chu Hen holds the Death-Slaying Halberd, like the ruler of this world.

"Kill, without pardon!"

No pardon!

The darkness comes, devouring the thunder!

The members of the Yaotong Saint Clan raised their "butcher knives" and ruthlessly ran towards these "intruders".

"kill!"

"Those who offend my demon-eyed saints,

die! "

"Kill without mercy!"

...

In an instant, the screams of killing soared into all directions.

Pairs of bewitching pupils shone with icy light, murderous wind, blood danced in the sky, and fierce purple lights cut off the manic thunderbolt and electric column.

The counterattack of the members of the Yaotong Saint Clan was extremely fierce.

The anger, aggrieved, and years of hatred accumulated in their hearts are like an erupting torrent, which cannot be restrained.

However, the death of Emperor Thunder directly made these invaders even have no will to resist.

Soon, the situation began to turn into a one-sided massacre.

"what!"

"boom!"

...

The shrill and panicked screams began to echo both inside and outside Wuwang Realm.

The members of the Thunder Saint Clan had no other thoughts than fleeing in all directions.

Of course, the red-eyed demon-eyed saints directly blocked the exit of Wuwang Realm, so a slaughter of trapped beasts was staged.

...

The wind is like frost.

The dust is like fog.

After an unknown amount of time, the extremely chaotic Ziyu City gradually returned to calm.

After the war, Wuwangjie was completely turned upside down.

The majestic Ziyu City has also been reduced to ruins at this moment.

At a glance, only a few buildings are still standing there tenaciously.

...

The robbery cloud that gathered over the back mountain of Ziyu City before quietly retreated without knowing when.

Still, the sky was dark and full of floating particles.

"Om..."

The rich purple light was like disintegrating starbursts, and the huge Nirvana Demon quickly shrank, and then a young figure exuding the aura of a king flashed down in the void.

"Brother Chuhen..."

Ye Yao and Yin-Yang Beast Noni dragged their injured bodies towards this side.

Chu Hen raised his eyes slightly and nodded slightly.

The "Purple Flame Clone" transformed by Chu Hen also brought Long Xuanshuang back here.

Long Xuanshuang has fallen into a coma, but his breath has stabilized.

Looking at that cold and pale peerless face, a touch of relief flashed in Chu Hen's eyes.

"I finally kept you!"

...

Immediately, he walked towards the ruined Ziyu City.

In the city!

There was silence.

Everyone in the Yaotong Saint Clan was covered in blood, and their eyes were as red as wild animals.

The intruders of the Thunder Saint Clan, without exception, all turned into corpses.

There are even some, even the corpses were not able to survive.

From "invaders" to "slaughtered".

From coming with the ambition to eradicate the demon-eyed saints by their roots, to being buried in Wuwang Realm.

The fate of the Thunder Saint Clan changed in an instant.

...

Successfully defended against the invaders.

But everyone in the Yaotong Saint Clan didn't have any joy after victory.

Everyone's emotions are extremely heavy.

There was a pang of sadness in the air.

In the center of a square that had collapsed for the most part, Li Wushang, Rao Feiluan, Li Kun and the others raised their heads up, as if this would prevent tears from flowing out.

In front of everyone.

The thin old man closed his eyes peacefully, the corners of his mouth were raised slightly, his expression was very peaceful, as if he had never been so comfortable before.

Under the sad eyes of everyone, Chu Hen walked up to the Fourth Elder.

This old man has been supporting the backbone of the Yaotong Saint Clan all his life.

His figure is unbelievable.

The thin figure looks fragile.

It is with this short and thin shoulder that he has kept the demon-eyed saint clan that was about to perish until now.

Even at the last moment of his life, he did not back down half a step.

However, he smiled and closed his eyes.

Where those eyes can see is where the will of the demon-eyed saint clan lies.

This is the inheritance of Yaotong's will!

Chu Hen pursed his lips slightly, and said softly, "Take a good rest! I will bring your will to make the Yaotong Saints stand up again... The will of the Yaotong Saints is with you!"

Have a good rest!

yes!

This old man is already very tired!

The cold wind blows, and the fallen leaves are like butterflies.

Li Wushang, Rao Feiluan, Li Kun and many other members of the demon-eyed saint clan all raised their heads, the vision of the sky blurred and became clear, and finally zoomed in infinitely.

"The will of the demon pupil saint clan is with you."

This day came obviously suddenly, but it seemed as if it was destined long ago.

Fourth Elder, he seemed to have foreseen his end long ago.

But, thankfully, he closed his eyes with hope.

He really needs a good rest.

...

Remembrance is silent.

But so heavy.

The hearts of everyone in the Yaotong Saint Clan gradually became calmer.

At this moment, an indifferent voice came into everyone's ears.

"You guys, can you fight again?"

What?

Everyone was shocked.

Li Wushang, Rao Feiluan, Li Kun and others all stared at the slightly thin young back in front of them with astonishment.

The invisible majestic aura intensifies the velocity of the air.

Chu Hen turned around slowly, his eyes lifted, and the aura of the emperor made people unable to help but feel surrendered.

"Hey..."

The passionate air waves trembled, and in the depths of the purple demon pupils, nine black dots were like stars rotating in the universe, exuding a shocking power.

"You want..." Rao Feiluan frowned slightly.

The aura of a powerful king overflowed, and Chu Hen was like a returning monarch.

"It's time to announce to the world that the demon-eyed saints have officially returned..."

The nine-star sky, the clouds parted, the distant sky, a pair of nine-star purple pupils like ancient demon gods, overlooking the universe.

These eyes carry out the infinite future.

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