Chapter 1902 I Have My Own Arrangements!

Outside the holy land.

On the seats, the sect masters or elders from various sects in the Tianxuan Continent were staring at the dark holy monument on the stage!

Each of them had a very solemn, ugly, and extremely anxious expression, and some even had sweat dripping from their foreheads.

On it.

The ranking of the holy monument, the sixth, Xiao Feng.

The eighth, Murong Yi.

There were only these two names on the entire holy monument!

These two unfamiliar names were said to not be the names of the Tianxuan Continent's Tianjiao!

"Why are there only these two after so long?"

"Are the Tianjiao of our Tianxuan Continent really so incompetent?"

"For so long, the Tianjiao of Tianxuan Continent has not even climbed the Holy Tower!"

"Even... even the Tianjiao of the Holy Tower has not climbed up..."

"Could it be..."

Some people felt desperate: "Could it be that the position of the Holy Son of our Tianxuan Continent is really going to be taken away by the people of the Holy Xuan Continent?"

As soon as these words fell, the scene instantly became quiet.

Everyone was in agony and could not accept it. If they could, they would even want to personally enter the Holy Land and kill the two Holy Sons of the Holy Profound Continent...

At the same time.

In the Holy Land.

After being told that two Holy Sons of the Holy Profound Continent had already ascended the white jade chair, the disciples of the Holy Tower and other Tianxuan Continent's Tianjiao all changed their faces, as if they had lost their parents.

But Lou Qianxue, on her beautiful little face, still looked indifferent and cold.

She looked at Jing Hang and the other two calmly: "So what?"

The pleasant voice, as if it had a power, made all the Tianjiao in the field, including the disciples of the Holy Tower, feel a little relieved without hesitation.

She said.

"Climbing early does not mean that you can climb to the highest."

Her Tianwu Eye had already penetrated the layers of illusion in the Holy Land and saw the situation on the mountain.

The strongest Holy Son of the Holy Profound Continent is now only on the sixth white jade chair.

She has plenty of time to catch up with him!

Lou Qianxue thought, raised her eyebrows and said: "Instead of talking about those useless things, it is better to offer the Holy Luck first!"

Jinghang and the other two looked at each other, reluctant and unwilling, but still handed over the Holy Luck without much hesitation.

"Zhanfeng!"

Lou Qianxue called Mu Zhanfeng's name as usual.

The Holy Luck of each of Jinghang and the other two was no less than Yuan Haomiao!

Mu Zhanfeng didn't even dare to accept the Holy Luck.

"Qianxue...you keep these Holy Lucks...I am not as good as you in cultivation, and it is just a waste to have so much Holy Luck..."

"It doesn't matter." Lou Qianxue said indifferently: "Put it away, I have my own arrangements."

Mu Zhanfeng was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that Lou Qianxue never did useless things. He hesitated again and absorbed the three groups of Holy Luck!

After absorbing the holy luck of eight disciples of the Holy Pagoda, plus Yuan Haomiao, Jinghang, Meilian and Xueji, Mu Zhanfeng's holy luck has reached a terrifying level, and it is almost comparable to Lou Qianxue's holy luck...

"Hey!" Yuan Haoran, one of the disciples of the Holy Pagoda, couldn't help but shout at Lou Qianxue: "My brother's cultivation is much stronger than Mu Zhanfeng's. It's a waste for you to give the holy luck to Mu Zhanfeng! You should give the holy luck to my brother! Only in my brother's hands can the holy luck play its due role!"

"That's right!" Other disciples of the Holy Pagoda also said boldly: "Not to mention all the holy luck, if you let Mu Zhanfeng give half of the holy luck to Master Haomiao, Master Haomiao can ascend the White Jade Throne!"

"Heh..." Lou Qianxue sneered: "What's the relationship between Yuan Haomiao and me? Why should I give him the holy luck?"