"Say it."

Lin Qingge is highly cultivated. As a great power of the holy tower, his accomplishment is excellent. Even though he is in a bad mood at this time, he does not anger others.

"Now that the holy gate is closed, we can't watch the battle for the son. How can we know who is on the white jade seat?"

"Although the holy gate is closed, there is still it."

Lin Qingge points to the black stone tablet parallel to the light curtain before.

"If someone sits on a white jade chair, the tablet will record its name."

Everyone was relieved.

Yes, the tablet only records the people who sit on the white jade chair.

When they look at the monument, they can also know who is sitting on the white jade chair.

It's just

With the holy gate closed and the curtain of light gone, they could no longer spy on what happened in the holy land, and they had to wait passively for the result on the tablet

The long process in the process was undoubtedly very painful for all of them!

But even so.

Even if facing a stone tablet without any change for a long time, none of the people who pay attention to the struggle for the son of God choose to leave.

They stay here and wait for the result.

At this point.

In the holy land, many Tianjiao who participated in the struggle for the son of God did not know that the struggle in the holy land had already changed quietly.

The battle to plunder the Holy Grail continues in the holy land.

When Lin Qingyu and Nangong Yu met Ke Qingsong, a disciple of the pagoda, they were defeated in a big battle. Ke Qingsong could not kill them, but also took away their holy luck.

The two men were ashamed of their defeat and went together, and soon plundered a lot of holy luck.

Suddenly.

"Hello

A enchanting voice, suddenly sounded: "the two handsome little brothers in front of me, and so on."

Lin Qingyu and nangongyu only felt that the voice had magic power. When they heard the voice, they could not help but crisp half of them. Immediately, they were alert and looked back.

When he saw a shadowy young man dressed in black, he was walking slowly with two beautiful women who were quite different in temperament. The one who opened his mouth was a woman in a red dress and extremely enchanting in appearance.

These three people have never met?

Lin Qingyu and nangongyu look at each other and see the confusion and confusion from each other.

"Little brother." The water eyes of the woman in red are charming, and the waves are moving: "your sky Xuan mainland, the most powerful Tianjiao has those."

Lin Qingyu and nangongyu noticed her wording, which was very strange. They directly asked, "you are not Tianjiao who participated in the struggle for the son of God. Who are you? What are you asking them to do?"

"We are the people who come to take the throne of the son. If we ask your most powerful Tianjiao, we want to compete with them. Otherwise, how can I get the throne?"

They had participated in the battle for the son in Shengxuan land. They knew the importance of holy luck. Without it, they could not even climb mountains, let alone seize seats.

How to get the most holy luck quickly?

Nature has plundered from the strongest.

"You're so arrogant that you don't know where you're from, and you want to be the son of God? Don't think about it

Red skirt woman Jiao smile: "it seems that you are very suspicious of our strength, in this case, let you see some good."

And then.

Only half a quarter of an hour.

Lin Qingyu and nangongyu are defeated again.

At the same time.

In the same way, other people from Shengxuan land are looking for the strongest Tianjiao in Xuantian.

Finally, they targeted ten disciples of the holy tower, including Xuanji mansion Qianxue, Prince Yu of Dragon Palace, seven swords of Tianshan Mountain, and fourteen princes of Xianyue Dynasty

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