Lou Qianxue sits cross legged on an ancient green tree.

In her body, there is a combination of the heavenly tree and the earth God tree. She is very sensitive to various kinds of supernatural plants. Soon, she found such a holy tree.

On this spirit tree, holy luck is constantly growing, and the yield is fast and abundant. It is obviously a rare good thing in the holy land.

Lou Qianxue meditates directly on the spirit tree, cultivates and absorbs holy luck.

However

"This is the tree of life that my brother said. The elder master of the pagoda gave the map of these gods to my brother. But my brother loved me and gave it to me directly. I must not disgrace my brother. Even if I can't be as powerful as my brother, I should be the first, at least, in the top five!"

A figure came flying from the distance and fell under the spirit tree. His eyes were excited and he murmured to himself.

"Who?"

As soon as his voice fell, he noticed an extraordinary breath, his face changed abruptly, and he questioned in a voice.

Sitting on the top of the spirit tree, Qianxue slowly opened his eyes and looked down at the youth.

The young man was dressed in a white robe and embroidered with a small tower on his chest.

Lou Qianxue's eyebrows are slightly picked, and she meets the disciple of the holy tower again?

What a coincidence?

However, from what this person just said, she got a message that the pagoda actually knew the map in it. Moreover, the disciples of the pagoda may also know some places with rich holy luck

Is that almost cheating?

In this way, the tower is not really aloof.

She didn't answer the tower disciple.

The disciple of the pagoda had already found her acutely. He looked straight at her and saw the incomparable face. His eyes stopped: "it's you."

He lifted his chin slightly, with a sense of pride: "I have heard of you, the so-called first day pride of this generation outside the territory. People say that you can suppress all Tianjiao of this generation But Ah... "

Speaking of the end, his tone with endless contempt, in the expression, do not put Lou Qianxue in his eyes.

Lou Qian Xue Si did not get angry, but said, "I found this place first. I have practiced here for some time. If you want holy luck, you'd better go to another place."

"You?" The disciple's eyes narrowed slightly: "do you deserve to stay here to absorb the holy luck? Can you keep such a miracle as the tree of living? "

Floor thousand snow man not heart drooping eyes: "everything should be said first, then come, if you hand, I will take you to rob my holy luck."

When people outside the world see the disciples of the pagoda, most of them are extremely respectful. It's very rare for them to be as calm as Lou Qianxue. With a slight movement of their eyebrows and eyes, the disciples of the holy pagoda are interested and jokingly say, "even if I really want to rob you of your holy luck, what can you do?"

"Not so much." Lou Qianxue raised her beautiful eyes and looked at him: "the fight for the son of God is based on" struggle ". It's normal for you to fight for my holy destiny. It's just..."

Her cherry red lips curled slightly: "I once met a disciple of the holy tower who called himself Ke Qingsong. I don't know if you know him. When he met me, he thought he could get something back, but he was defeated in my hands and lost his good fortune Are you sure you want to give me your own good luck like him? "

"You?" The disciple of the holy tower was shocked and opened his eyes: "did you defeat Ke Qingsong?" But soon he reacted and said angrily, "what is the meaning of giving your own good fortune to you? Do you really think you can beat me? "

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