Strongest Eccentric Consort

at this time.

Looking at the beautiful and unparalleled Lou Qianxue, Meilian, Xueji, and Jinghang, standing under the magnificent scarlet sacred luck, all in white, the hearts of the three proud children from the Saint Profound Continent all rose a little. Bad premonition.

Although he hasn't faced Lou Qianxue head-on.

But they faintly felt that perhaps, this beautiful woman would be the biggest variable for them to enter the Profound Sky Continent to seize the position of Saint Fortune and Saint Child this time!

Before, even Yuan Haomiao just made them pay attention...

And this Lou Qianxue deserves her reputation for suppressing a generation.

Unbeaten evildoer!

Jing Hang's pale face was extremely gloomy, staring at Lou Qianxue, his eyes changed and he seemed to be thinking about something.

"You said..." Mei Lian whispered: "This Lou Qianxue is compared to..."

She hasn't said the name yet...

"impossible!"

"will not!"

Xue Ji and Jing Hang vetoed together: "Even if Lou Qianxue is strong, he can't be his opponent!"

Mei Lian nodded and breathed a sigh of relief: "I think so too."

"Cough...cough cough..." Yuan Haomiao was seriously injured. He had several broken ribs in his body. His face was pale as paper. He kept coughing up blood and staggered up from the ground. He was proud and energetic before. At this moment, the weakness is incredible.

"You shouldn't be so strong!" He clutched his chest and said coldly to Lou Qianxue: "A few days ago, you were obviously not so strong!"

Lou Qianxue raised her eyebrows: "What to do with you?"

At that time, her vitality consumed more than half, and her holy luck was not as good as Yuan Haomiao. For Yuan Haomiao, she was naturally weak. But now, her vitality is at its peak, and her holy luck is much more than Yuan Haomiao. If you can't crush Yuan Haomiao, then she doesn't have to continue to practice!

"Do you want to fight again?"

She asked faintly: "No matter what you choose, I will stay with you to the end."

Yuan Haomiao was silent: "I admit defeat."

"Qianxue won!" Mu Zhanfeng and others were excited.

"As expected of Qianxue, no matter what kind of opponent, he will not lose!"

"Elder Qianxue is naturally extremely powerful, otherwise it is impossible to be the elder of our Tianshan Sword Sect!"

The two swords of Tianshan Jianzong also showed happy expressions with rare emotions.

In any case, they did not expect that an ordinary woman who was brought back in Longmen Town that day would grow to such a level in less than two years!

Lou Qianxue glanced sideways at them when he heard the movement, then withdrew his gaze, and looked at Yuan Haomiao: "Hand over the Holy Fortune."

"You!" Yuan Haomiao's expression changed slightly.

Yuan Haoran and other Holy Tower disciples were even more angry: "Lou Qianxue, are you crazy?"

"Even if you are better than Master Haomiao, when you board the white jade seat, you can only sit on a white jade seat, keeping the holy luck of Lord Haomiao, and he can also occupy a place in the white jade seat. As for the white jade seats of our Profound Sky Continent, all the Saint Sons of the Profound Sky Continent got it!"

"That's right! For the Profound Sky Continent, for the sake of justice, you can't seize the holy luck of Lord Vastness!"

"It's ridiculous, I won the holy luck, how I want to deal with, how do you deal with it, what kind of things are you, pointing your fingers in front of me? And, if I lose this battle, you will leave the holy luck to me ?"

Lou Qianxue's eyebrows were filled with icy colors. She had beautiful eyes and looked at Yuan Haomiao as if there was no emotion: "Yuan Haomiao, I only ask you, holy luck, do you pay or not?"