Strongest Eccentric Consort

Jing Hang, Mei Lian and Xue Ji were also stunned for a moment, and couldn't help shaking their heads, looking at Qianxue Lou with weird eyes.

"This so-called Lou Qianxue who suppressed a generation of Tianjiao is so interesting."

This person is very arrogant, more proud than the Profound Sky Continent known as the proudest Sacred Tower disciple, more arrogant than their saint sons of the Profound Profound Continent—from her appearance to the present, she seems to have not put any opponent in her eyes!

It is because of ignorance that there is no fear.

Or is it because you really have confidence in yourself, so you are not afraid?

Jing Hang, Mei Lian and Xue Ji all showed a strong interest in Lou Qianxue.

Yuan Haomiao looked ugly: "Lou Qianxue, are you sure you want to fight me?"

Lou Qianxue raised her eyebrows: "Didn't you invite me to fight yourself? Why, regret it? Or... scared?"

Yuan Haomiao snorted coldly: "Afraid? Are you dreaming?"

Lou Qianxue laughed unclearly, then looked at the disciple of the Holy Tower, with a sneer in his eyes: "You are also really ridiculous, isn't the person who proposed to fight, isn't the person from your Holy Tower? I just agreed, and it's done. After ignorance, regardless of the overall situation, then, what is Yuan Haomiao, who first proposed to fight with me?"

At this point, she paused and said again: "You keep saying that we are dragging our legs, but we have to drag our legs to the front. And you, after walking in the Saint Profound Continent, what face do you have to say that you are dragging our legs? ...It's hard to say who is holding back between us and your sacred disciples!"

"Shut up!" Yuan Haomiao's eyes were bleeding, and he stared at Lou Qianxue with unkind eyes, "Is it interesting to only know what I can do with my tongue?"

"It's boring, so let's fight."

Lou Qianxue's white and slim figure fell in front of Yuan Haomiao.

Behind her, the scarlet holy luck is overwhelming, boiling in the sky, like magnificent beasts and birds, beautiful and thrilling.

The golden sacred luck behind Yuan Haomiao was gleaming and shining, with a sense of majesty and nobility, but it was much worse than Lou Qianxue's sacred luck.

Jing Hang and the three of them watched from the side, Mei Lian's beautiful eyes stared at Lou Qianxue, her charming and enchanting face showed a dignified look: "Although I haven't fought with that woman, but just look at the holy luck behind her. As you know, this woman is not easy!"

A wicked smile appeared on Jing Hang's pale and cloudy face: "Indeed, she has a lot of holy fortune, even if we give all the holy fortune to Xiao Feng and Murongyi, neither Xiao Feng nor Murongyi has as much holy fortune as her...I I am looking forward to how far I will get her holy fortune-when that time, I will go mountain climbing, it will be easy!"

Xue Ji’s beautiful eyes fell on Lou Qianxue. They all fought Yuan Haomiao. Yuan Haomiao defeated and defeated in their hands. They knew exactly how many catties Yuan Haomiao had and what tricks they knew. He was not interested in Yuan Haomiao at all, but was full of endless interest in Lou Qianxue.

The crimson sacred luck and the golden sacred luck surging, like the splash of streamer, and the wavy of the sun, which is so beautiful that it also exudes powerful pressure.

They restrained it before, but now they let go of their hands and feet, and their own holy luck behind them almost obscured the sky and the sun, covering everyone's eyes, even the sky was dark.

The vitality between heaven and earth also rushed towards Lou Qianxue and Yuan Haomiao frantically. Except for the surging vitality of the two of them, the vitality of the other people seemed to have been taken away in an instant!