Outside the holy land.

At the table, the patriarchs or elders from every sect in Tianxuan were staring at the black steles on the stage!

Each face is very heavy, ugly, anxiety, and even people's forehead constantly dripping sweat.

Up there.

The monument ranks sixth, Xiao Feng.

Eighth, murongyi.

The whole monument, only these two names!

It is said that these two strangers are not the names of Tianjiao in Tianxuan!

"Why are they alone for so long?"

"Is Tianjiao in Tianxuan land really so incompetent?"

"For such a long time, Tianjiao of the Tianxuan continent has not even boarded the holy Tower!"

"Even Even Tianjiao of the holy tower has not climbed up... "

"Don't you..."

Some people were despairing: "are we really going to take away the position of the son of heaven and earth by the people of the land?"

As soon as the words fell, the scene was quiet for a moment.

All of them are in agony and hard to accept. If they can, they even want to kill themselves in the Holy Land and destroy the two saints in the holy land

At the same time.

In the holy land.

They were told that two saints of Shengxuan land had already boarded the white jade chair. The disciples of the holy tower and other Tianjiao of Tianxuan mainland all changed their faces and were deeply distressed.

And floor thousand snow, beautiful small face, look is still indifferent, cold.

She looked at Jing Hang calmly: "so what?"

A good voice is like having a power to make all Tianjiao, including the disciples of the holy tower, feel at ease without hesitation.

She said.

"It doesn't mean you can climb to the highest level."

Her eyes of heaven and martial arts have already penetrated the void in the Holy Land and seen the situation on the mountain.

The most powerful son of Shengxuan is now only in the sixth white jade chair.

She has plenty of time to catch up with him!

Lou Qianxue thought and raised his eyebrows and said, "it's better to present the holy luck first than to say those useless ones."

Jinghang three people look at each other, heart is not willing to give up, but still do not have too much hesitation, will Shengyun out.

"Cut the wind!"

Lou Qianxue, in accordance with the usual practice, still calls out the name of Mu Jianfeng.

Jinghang three people, each person's holy luck, is no less than yuan Haomiao!

The holy luck is so much that Mu Jianfeng doesn't even dare to accept it.

"Thousand snow Keep these blessings My accomplishments are not as good as yours. It's just a waste to ask for so much holy luck... "

"It doesn't matter." Lou Qianxue looks light: "put it away, I have my own arrangements."

Mu chopped wind Leng next, just remember, Lou Qianxue never do useless things, and hesitated, will three regiments of holy luck absorbed!

Absorbing eight disciples of the holy tower, plus the holy luck of yuan Haomiao, Jinghang, Meilian and Xueji, and Mu Jianfeng, the holy luck at this time has reached a terrible and terrible level, and even can almost match the holy luck of Lou Qianxue

"Hello Among the disciples of the pagoda, Yuan Haoran couldn't help but roar at Lou Qianxue: "my brother's cultivation is much better than that of Mu behaeng wind. It's a waste if you give the sage to Mu Zhanfeng! You should give my brother the holy luck! Only in my brother's hands can we play the role it should play! "

"That's it Other disciples of the pagoda also strengthened their courage: "not to mention all the holy luck, now let mu Zhanfeng divide half of the holy luck to Mr. Haomiao, who will be able to ascend the white jade throne!"

"Ah..." Lou Qianxue sneered: "what's the relationship between yuan Haomiao and me? Why should I deliver it to him? "

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