It has been nearly a month since the battle for the son began.

For most of the month, the light curtain of the pagoda is closed, and no one can know what is going on in the holy land.

The large number of people sitting on the observation platform were very boring, but even so, no one left.

Instead of leaving, there are people coming.

They were so anxious that almost everyone's eyes were on the monument.

There are still only two golden names on it.

Fourth, Xiao Feng.

Fifth, murongyi!

So far, in the holy land, there are still only two people in the holy land who have boarded the white jade seats.

These two names have never been down since they were on the holy tablet, and the ranking has been rising constantly, which makes people in Tianxuan land very nervous.

In particular, up to now, even Tianjiao of Tianxuan has not boarded the white jade chair, which is even more painful for the people in Tianxuan continent.

Nowadays, the atmosphere in this place is becoming more and more stagnant. People are not even willing to talk to each other because once they are exported, they are not good guesses.

They repress themselves, and in their hearts, there is a very weak hope

At the same time.

Holy land, under the mountain.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Several figures, flying from afar to the mountain.

What is shocking is that a considerable number of these people have not even a little bit of holy luck. Before, Lou Qianxue plundered the holy luck of the disciples of the holy tower and the saint son of the Shengxuan land, the disciples of the holy tower and the three sons of the Shengxuan land plundered the sacred luck of the Tianjiao in Tianxuan continent for the sake of the holy luck.

Those Tianjiao's holy luck has been plundered many times, and finally they just broke up. They no longer expect to get on the white jade chair, or even no longer look for the holy luck. They go directly to the foot of the mountain to see the top Tianjiao who can keep the holy luck.

Of course, there are also some people who want to plunder the holy luck after the disciples of the holy tower and the son of Shengxuan land ascend the peak

At this time, on top of the mountain, there were ten white jade seats, eight of which were empty. In the fourth seat, there was a young man in white, with ordinary appearance but gentle temperament.

In the fifth seat, there was a young man with a sword on his back.

The view from the bottom of the mountain is naturally the pride of Tianxuan continent.

At this time, their faces are not good-looking, even with a bit of anxiety.

"These two people are very familiar. I heard they are the son of Shengxuan land..."

"It's ridiculous. It's clearly the battle between the saints in Tianxuan. But now, all the saints in the land of Shengxuan are almost on the top, but none of our Tianjiao in Tianxuan is on the white jade chair!"

"Is Tianjiao in Tianxuan land so weak?"

"What a shame..."

"Is it true that no one can suppress the son of Shengxuan?" Tianjiao of many Tianxuan mainland is always the favored son of heaven outside the territory, and is respected by people. At this moment, however, the despair and unwillingness rise from the bottom of one's heart.

"Don't be discouraged!" Some people are determined: "I heard that there is a master named Haomiao on the side of the holy tower. He once defeated the son of Shengxuan in mainland China!"

"What's more, there's snow on the floor!"

Speaking of Tianjiao, who suppressed a generation abroad, the man's voice was inexplicably excited: "the latest news says that a few days ago, she swept three saints on the mainland of Shengxuan She is so powerful that she can definitely get on the white jade chair

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