Strongest Eccentric Consort

This is almost the strongest opponent Lou Qianxue has encountered so far!

The eight disciples of the sacred tower used the formation at the same time, and their power increased to a terrible level, plus the blessing of the eight people’s common holy fate...

I am afraid that in the entire Xuantian Continent, no one can resist them!

Lou Qianxue's face was slightly pale, and a drop of sweat appeared on her forehead.

The more holy luck, the stronger the increase in strength.

Lou Qianxue has a lot of holy luck, more than any of the eight disciples of the holy tower!

But after the holy luck of the eight disciples of the Holy Tower, there are more than Lou Qianxue!

"This is a bit tricky!"

She really did not expect that the Santa disciple would have such a method.

Of course, she didn't even expect that such a proud Santa disciple would join hands to deal with her alone!

Lou Qianxue lifted the flaming red wings formed by the holy luck behind him, and flew toward the sky!

Whoosh!

The colorful holy luck is mixed with the power that can almost destroy the world and shoot towards Lou Qianxue!

Lou Qianxue escaped with a move, but the colorful holy luck fell in the distance, but there was a deafening, loud crack!

It is conceivable that if that holy luck falls on Lou Qianxue, Lou Qianxue must have no bones!

quickly!

There were dozens of rounds between Lou Qianxue and the eight disciples of Shengta.

Suddenly, it turned out to be dim.

The surrounding vitality surged wildly, and almost all gardens, grasslands, streams, and mountains were affected and destroyed.

The colorful rays of the sun light, and the trembling holy luck escapes everywhere.

There was a lot of movement here, making almost everyone in the Holy Land feel a little uneasy.

"Good fortune!"

The five people from Shengxuan Continent also felt it, but they were still fighting at this time, and they didn't rush over immediately. Instead, they changed to fight and changed to wait and see.

Simultaneously.

A tall, grim-faced young man walked out of the dark cave. Behind him, there was a golden holy luck, towering into the clouds, unable to see his head at a glance, it seemed that the holy luck had become too much for the sky.

"Ok?"

As soon as he got out of the cave, he noticed the shaking of the sky for a while, and then looked at the place where the Yuanli fluctuated most sharply, his expression changed slightly: "It's Haoran and them!"

Thinking of the news from his brother before, the youth's expression became colder.

"No matter who it is, you must pay the price if you dare to attack my second brother and the holy tower!"

Simultaneously.

The fierce battle quickly consumed Lou Qianxue's vitality and her mental power, and slowly, her face showed exhaustion.

The Santa disciples are also very tired, but they are eight people after all.

Lou Qianxue was only one person.

Fortunately, there is an increase in the blessing of the Holy Fortune, and the Holy Fortune is not a consumable, so Lou Qianxue can support it for so long.

"Can't drag anymore!"

Lou Qianxue took a deep breath and held Poyun Sword firmly.

The Poyun Sword is a Tier 10 spiritual weapon. Tantaiyuan once even used it to split the barrier of different fires. At this time, it shouldn't be difficult to split the holy luck of the eight disciples of the Holy Tower.

Lou Qianxue had a plan in mind.

She yelled, the Poyun Sword carrying the bright colored light, from top to bottom, slashed at the holy luck of the eight disciples of the Holy Tower.

Click! Click!

Among the eight people, the unshakable invisible formation method seemed to have finally been touched, cracking...

It's this time!

Brush!

Countless vines came out through the ground in an instant. Before the eight disciples of the holy tower could react, they bound their hands and feet, and even their branches, directly penetrating their bodies, flowing red blood...