"Okay, as you said, we'll meet in front of the white jade chair!"
After the battle, there was a sense of mutual respect between these two favored sons of heaven who were also known as princes outside the domain.
After a brief conversation, the two left.
at the same time.
Under the Life-giving Tree, Yuan Haoran, a disciple of the Holy Pagoda, was also silenced by Lou Qianxue and driven away.
Then she sat down again beside the life-giving tree.
The holy energy in the fertile trees here is powerful and endless. It is a good place to absorb the holy energy, so she naturally will not give it up.
Yuan Haoran was filled with resentment and anger beyond words!
He is not Ke Qingsong!
When he is bullied, he will just go crazy on others. He is Yuan Haoran!
Yuan Haoran is a disciple of the Holy Pagoda. His parents and elders are all powerful people in the Holy Pagoda, and his brother is one of the most talented people among the younger generation of the Holy Pagoda!
In this battle for the Holy Son, the Holy Tower sent ten people, among whom his brother was implicitly the leader. How could he be willing to accept such a great humiliation and bullying
Time passes slowly.
Lou Qianxue continued to practice on the Life-giving Tree.
Ke Qingsong, whose left arm was cut off by her, suppressed the genius from outside the region like a madman.
Especially Lou Qianxue's friends, people who have some relationship with Lou Qianxue, Mu Zhanfeng, Lin Qingyu, Nangong Yu, the Seven Swords of Tianshan, the disciples of Xuanji Mansion...
He robbed several people of their holy fortune.
Those with low cultivation levels even had their left arms chopped off by him.
Those with high cultivation cannot suffer great losses, nor can they preserve their holy fortunes.
Even two of the Seven Swordsmen of Tianshan suffered heavy losses. It was not until they met the first sword of the Seven Swordsmen of Tianshan, Jian Wushuang, and were defeated again that Ke Qingsong calmed down a little.
However, in the Holy Land, among the geniuses who participated in the competition for the Holy Son, there was a rumor that Lou Qianxue had provoked the disciples of the Holy Pagoda, causing crazy revenge...
At this moment, people who were close to Lou Qianxue didn't know whether to cry or laugh...
As time passed, wars to plunder the Holy Luck broke out more and more...
Somewhere, in front of a lake.
"There were two places where the fighting auras were the most powerful. They must be the geniuses of Xuantian Continent!"
"I have roughly determined the two locations where the fighting broke out... How about we split up and act separately?"
"Sure! First challenge the Xuantian Continent's Tianjiao and plunder enough Holy Luck, then go straight up the mountain and grab the White Jade Chair!"
After a brief understanding of the holy land, the five uninvited guests quickly split into two groups.
Along the way were the gloomy-faced young man in black, Jing Hang, the charming and enchanting woman in red, Mei Lian, and the icy beauty Xue Ji in a white dress.
The other group was Xiao Feng, a young man with an ordinary face, gentle and elegant, with a green flute hanging on his waist, and Murong Yi, a young man with a long sword on his back and an expressionless face.
They followed the powerful aura in the holy land, walked out of the barrier that concealed them, and set out towards their goal...
at the same time!
Outside the Holy Gate, the light screen that everyone was watching suddenly shook violently.
The light was unstable, and the images in the holy land gathered in the light, then dissipated, gathered again, and dissipated again...
"Huh?" Everyone was surprised. Even the dumbest person would notice that there was something wrong with the light curtain!
The four strong men from the Holy Tower looked even more unhappy: "Something happened in the Holy Land!"
"There are a few more auras... Very unfamiliar auras, damn! What's going on?"
"What's worse is that the Holy Gate can't be opened!"
"Look!" Lin Qingge, who had the highest cultivation among the four mighty men in the Holy Tower, used mysterious means to maintain the image on the light curtain and stabilize it for a short time.
At this moment, five faces appeared on the light curtain.
Five unfamiliar faces...
(End of this chapter)