Chapter 1636 Demon Pupils Are Demons

"It's him, it's him... Zhong Qixi was defeated by him..."

Thunderbolts followed one after another.

It directly made everyone's scalp numb.

People of all races present here have not been able to breathe a sigh of relief from the shock of Lei Kun's death, the voice that rang out from the field once again set off a huge wave in everyone's heart.

"what?"

"That super dark horse is him?"

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Eastern venue.

First round preliminary round.

An extremely shocking thing happened.

Zhong Qixi, one of the three giants of the Samsara Saint Clan, stopped in the first round of the preliminary round, and his condition was particularly miserable. Together with them, there were two top talents, Lin An from the Dark Saint Clan, and Murong Yao from the Light Saint Clan.

And, who is the "perpetrator"?

But few people saw his true face, only saw a back from a distance.

Before that, everyone guessed that the mysterious dark horse was Lei Kun from the Thunder Saint Clan.

But now, Lei Kun was directly beheaded here in public.

Immediately, the exclamation in the crowd reminded people of the mysterious person who tortured Zhong Qixi once again.

...

"It's him?"

There was already an uproar in the audience.

Everyone looked at the young figure looming above the void with indescribable solemnity.

"Are you sure?" Someone asked suspiciously.

"It's definitely him, the back surrounded by purple power, can't be wrong."

...

"Wow!"

The sky-shattering noise,

Like an irrepressible tsunami, overwhelming.

Someone said before that if he saw the back of that person again, he would be able to recognize him.

It seems like a foreshadowing planted.

At this moment, the identity of the mysterious dark horse is revealed.

It was unexpected, but it seemed reasonable.

All kinds of geniuses and evildoers have all surfaced.

If it was before this, no one would believe it, but now, the appearance of Chu Hen is truly shocking.

...

"It turned out to be him!"

The reincarnation saints, Lu Yuzhi's face was frosty, and the coldness surged in his eyes.

Yu Shenyin at the side finally changed from his previous casualness, and the original laziness on his face was gradually replaced by a bit of solemnity.

Of course, it's just a little solemn.

In comparison, Sen Yuan of the Primordial Saint Clan, Mo Nanquan of the Devouring Saint Clan and the others are obviously much more vigilant.

"Chu Hen..." Chen Jingfeng of the Star Saint Clan nodded meaningfully, "Remember, this name."

Yan Hanyu of the Fentian Saint Clan also shook his head secretly.

Subconsciously, he glanced at Bai Qianyu in the area of ​​the Holy Eye Saint Race.

"Sure enough!"

...

Bitter aura, like wind and rain.

Chu Hen loomed over the battlefield competition area, showing his extraordinary power to dominate the audience.

Shangguan, the leader of Lingqu Peak, had a particularly strange expression on his helpless expression.

You must know that he was the one who made the Thunder Emperor ascend to the throne.

I thought that the Thunder Saint Clan would overthrow the Yaotong Saint Clan and replace them with a certainty.

Who would have expected that at the last moment, a Chu Hen appeared, slapped Lei Kun's face, slapped Lei Ting Great Emperor's face, and slapped his Shangguan's helpless face.

"Cough..." Pretending to cough twice, Shangguan Wuce looked a little uncomfortable, and then he announced in a deep voice, "The winner of this game, the demon-eyed saint clan, Chu Hen..."

Demon-eyed Saints!

These four words sound different to everyone's ears.

However, Chu Hen, these two words have exactly the same impact on people.

This battle.

Except for Lei Kun who asked his name, everyone present remembered the word "Chu Hen", and even more so, those evil purple pupils that looked like ancient demon gods.

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"Chu Hen of the Yaotong Saint Clan holds three points, is there anyone who chooses to attack?"

Shangguan asked helplessly.

In the first battle, Lei Kun defeated Xia Guang and then Li Kun, holding a total of two points.

After Chu Hen killed Lei Kun, while gaining the opponent's points, he also got a point.

Of course, that doesn't seem to matter.

Because, the audience was silent.

Lei Kun's death had already frightened many contestants, let alone attacking, they didn't even have the courage to stand up.

ending!

It's obvious!

Shangguan Wuce glanced coldly at the audience, and immediately said, "Congratulations to the Yaotong Saint Clan side, dominating the competition area and getting the direct promotion spot..."

The moment the voice fell, the most exciting cheers erupted from the audience seats on the Yaotong Saint Clan and Kunliu Mountain.

And even the Nine Nether Saint Clan's side, there was also surging applause.

"Amazing! Yaotong is still Yaotong after all."

"Let me just say, how could Miss Mengshang's favorite person be an ordinary person?"

"Very strong!"

"This definitely has the strength to hit the championship."

...

In just one battle, Chu Hen directly forced everyone to re-examine each other.

Even the way Lou Tingyu looked at Chu Hen changed slightly.

"Looks like I have to apologize for what I said before." Lou Tingyu murmured to himself.

...

"The fifth place to advance directly." The crowd was noisy.

"Well, if there is no accident, Long Mie from the Dragon Blood Saint Clan can still win one, then the remaining four places should be contested in a points system."

"Miss Bai Qianyu has six points in hand, so it shouldn't be a big problem."

"There are still three promotion places."

...

Three qualifying spots.

Moreover, Lou Tingyu, Chen Jingfeng, Yan Hanyu, and Yao Yong were eliminated from the competition.

It has to be said that the rules of this competition system are really cruel.

Those who have advanced before are all geniuses from the top ten strongest saint races.

"I'm looking forward to the next finals!"

"Me too!"

...

Everyone, who gradually calmed down, gradually regained their senses, and their eyes turned to Yu Shenyin and Mo Nanquan, two monsters. Both of them defeated opponents of the same level in just a few moves. There is no doubt that they are the champions Apparently, now, there is another scar.

Kill Lei Kun with five strokes,

The methods are as ruthless as thunder.

This time, the Saint Clan Conference, as if inadvertently, many variables have appeared.

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"Brother Chuhen, you are too powerful."

As soon as Chu Hen returned to the audience seats off the court, Ye Yao said in admiration.

"You're so handsome! I'm about to fall in love with you." Qiao Xiaowan also put on an idiot-like expression.

Chu Hen smiled slightly, but his mood was not too obviously relaxed.

Mo Qingli looked at the other party with a little deep meaning, she naturally understood what Chu Hen was thinking, just defeating a Lei Kun, she could not completely defend the name of the Yaotong Saint Clan.

There are more powerful opponents waiting for Chu Hen.

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Prehistoric Saint Race.

Chu Hen destroyed the God of War Palace, and the grievance has long been settled.

The fact that Zhong Qixi was tortured and defeated has also been known to everyone, and the reincarnation saints probably have to keep an eye on this side.

As for the Dragon Blood Saint Clan, they are not kind either.

However, Chu Hen's gaze subconsciously turned towards Bai Qianyu who was diagonally across from the huge mountain stand, what would he do if he met her on the field of the final?

In the future, it will only become more and more difficult!

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"I'll go back first!" Chu Hen said.

"Um?"

Everyone was startled.

Then he realized that the other party should be going to Luo Mengshang.

"Okay, anyway, you've already advanced, so it's okay to leave first..." Long Qingyang replied.

Nowadays, those super evildoers of the strongest saint clan have basically played the stage, and they have more or less understanding of their trump cards and methods, so Chu Hen doesn't have to wait until the second round is completely over.

Immediately, Chu Hen nodded to Long Zhan, Gongyang Yu and others, and then glanced at the audience seats of the Yaotong Saint Clan.

Li Wushang, Rao Feiluan, the Fourth Elder and others all looked at this side from the air.

Chu Hen nodded slightly, and left the noisy Lingxiao Tiantai competition area alone.

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In a quiet room.

After some rest, Luo Mengshang's face obviously improved a lot.

But the spirit is still a little weak.

"Aunt You..." Luo Mengshang called softly.

"Um?"

"Why don't you go to the competition area to have a look?"

Gu Youmei's eyes slightly fluttered, and she replied lightly, "What's there to worry about? It's the fate of the demon-eyed saint clan anyway, and it's not up to him alone whether he can keep that clan..."

Luo Mengshang lightly clasped her jade hand, a trace of worry appeared in her eyes.

Gu You looked up at the gradually sinking sky outside the window, and said, "Okay, I guess the second round of the competition is almost over...you just wait here quietly for the result!"

Luo Mengshang sighed softly, but didn't insist anymore.

"By the way, Aunt You, I have always wanted to ask you a question..."

"What's the matter?"

"Do I look like my mother?"

Gu You was obviously taken aback.

Seeing the anticipation in Luo Mengshang's clear eyes, Gu You hesitated a little, but shook his head, "You are more like your father..."

"My father?" Luo Mengshang's eyes lit up.

"Yes, your personality is very similar to his, you seldom think about yourself, you always care about others..."

As he said that, Gu You turned his body slightly, and murmured softly, "If you really want to talk about it, she is more like a mother..."

Although Gu You's voice was very subtle, it was still heard by Luo Mengshang.

"Her? Which her?" Luo Mengshang asked suspiciously.

Gu You turned around and looked at Luo Mengshang's beautiful face with a complicated expression.

"What's the matter, Aunt You? Who did you say was more like my mother?" Luo Mengshang continued to ask.

Gu You hesitated for a while, then opened her red lips lightly and said, "That person is..."