"explain."
Lin Qingge has a high level of cultivation. As a powerful person in the Holy Tower, he has excellent qualities. Even though he is in a very bad mood at the moment, he does not take his anger out on others.
"Now that the Saint Gate is closed, we cannot watch the fight between the Saint Sons. How can we know who will ascend the white jade chair?"
"Although the Holy Gate is closed, it still exists—"
Lin Qingge pointed to the black stone tablet that was parallel to the previous light curtain.
"If someone sits on the white jade chair, the holy monument will record his or her name."
Everyone was relieved.
Yes, the holy stele only records the person who sits on the white jade chair.
By looking at the holy stele, they could also tell who was sitting on the white jade chair.
only…
The Holy Gate was closed, the light curtain was gone, and they could no longer spy on what was happening in the Holy Land. They could only passively wait for the result on the Holy Monument...
The long process in between was undoubtedly extremely painful for all of them!
But even so.
Even though they were facing a stone tablet that had not changed at all for a long time, none of the people in the stands who were watching the fight between the Sons of God chose to leave.
Instead, they all stayed here, quietly waiting for the results.
at this time.
In the Holy Land, many geniuses who participated in the fight for the Son of God did not know that the fight in the Holy Land had already changed silently.
The battle to plunder the Holy Luck in the Holy Land continues.
After Lin Qingyu and Nangong Yu met Ke Qingsong, a disciple of the Holy Tower with a broken arm, they fought a fierce battle and were defeated. Ke Qingsong was unable to kill them, but he also took away their holy luck.
The two men realized their defeat and went together, and soon plundered a lot of Holy Luck.
suddenly.
"Hello!"
A charming voice suddenly sounded: "The two handsome guys in front, wait for me."
Lin Qingyu and Nangong Yu only felt that the voice was magical. They felt their bodies go numb when they heard it. They immediately became alert and looked back.
I saw a gloomy young man in black and two extremely beautiful women with completely different temperaments walking slowly towards me. The one who spoke was the woman in a red dress with an extremely charming appearance.
These three people have never met before
Lin Qingyu and Nangong Yu looked at each other and saw confusion and doubt in each other's eyes.
"Little brother." The red-dressed woman's eyes were charming and moving: "Who are the most powerful geniuses in your Tianxuan Continent?"
Lin Qingyu and Nangong Yu noticed her wording was very strange, so they asked directly: "You are not the geniuses who participated in the Saint Son Competition. Who are you and why are you asking those questions?"
"We are here to take the position of the Holy Son. When I ask you about the most powerful genius, I naturally want to compete with them. Otherwise, how can I take the position of the Holy Son?"
Having participated in a contest for the Sons of God in the Holy Xuan Continent, they knew the importance of Holy Luck. Without it, they couldn’t even climb the mountain, let alone grab a seat.
How can I quickly obtain the most holy luck
Naturally, it was plundered from the strongest person.
"How shameless! Just a few weirdos like you who came from nowhere think you can take the position of Holy Son? Don't even think about it!"
The woman in the red dress laughed sweetly: "It seems that you are very skeptical about our strength. In that case, it would be good to let you see it for yourself."
then.
Just half a minute.
Lin Qingyu and Nangong Yu were defeated again.
at the same time.
Other people from Shengxuan Continent are also using the same method to look for the strongest genius in Xuantian Continent.
Finally, they locked their targets on the ten disciples of the Holy Pagoda, Lou Qianxue of Xuanji Mansion, Prince Yu of Dragon Palace, the Seven Swords of Tianshan, and the Crown Prince of Xianyue Dynasty...
(End of this chapter)