Chapter 1908 Qianxue's Plan!

Jing Hang saw Lou Qianxue's warning and curled his lips: "Forget it, this is your territory, so whatever you say is fine."

This means giving up the pursuit of Yuan Haomiao and other disciples of the Holy Pagoda.

He looked at Mei Lian and Xue Ji and said, "Let's go."

Their holy luck, like the holy luck of the disciples of the Holy Pagoda, was all lost to Lou Qianxue. Now they must plunder the holy luck as soon as possible, otherwise, they really have no chance to climb to the top and compete for the white jade chair.

But in the blink of an eye.

The people of the Holy Pagoda and the Holy Son of the Holy Xuan Continent all left cleanly.

Lou Qianxue and the others who should have left first became the last to leave.

Mu Zhanfeng snorted lightly: "The Holy Pagoda has such a transcendent status outside the domain. I thought that there were also transcendent people inside, but I didn't expect... It's really disappointing."

Jian Wushuang had a blank expression: "Only the sword will not disappoint people."

This is worthy of the words of a sword cultivator.

Xue Hua, the second sword of Tianshan Sword Sect, couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

Prince Yu also chuckled: "No need to have too high expectations of others. With our talents, it is only a matter of time before we surpass them."

Lou Qianxue's eyebrows moved: "It's not a matter of time."

Swish.

Everyone looked at her.

A faint smile appeared on her beautiful and delicate little face: "It will be very soon."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they all laughed.

However, whether it was Mu Zhanfeng, Jian Wushuang, or Prince Yu, their talents were all terrifying, and perhaps Lou Qianxue was not wrong.

"They are all gone, so let's not waste time."

Lou Qianxue smiled and said: "All of you follow me."

"Where to go?" Mu Zhanfeng and others were curious.

"You will know when the time comes."

"Okay."

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Lou Qianxue led the way, and the group flew towards a place.

After a while.

Everyone stopped beside a canyon.

Lou Qianxue pointed to the middle of the canyon and said, "There are a lot of holy lucks here. Zhanfeng, brother, Wushuang, Xuehua, go down and absorb them."

The four of them were stunned for a moment.

The others looked at them with envy, but did not ask for them, nor were they jealous.

After all, their relationship with Lou Qianxue was not that close.

"Qianxue, you are the one with the most hope of reaching the top, so you should go and absorb those holy lucks."

Lou Qianxue sat cross-legged directly: "My holy luck is enough, and the people in the Holy Tower are right. No matter how powerful I am, I can only occupy a white jade chair, while there are four holy sons in the Holy Xuan Continent."

Prince Yu instantly understood what Lou Qianxue meant.

"You mean, let the four of us compete with the other four people from Shengxuan Continent for the white jade chair?"

Lou Qianxue nodded: "I will naturally not watch the position of the Holy Son of Tianxuan Continent fall into the hands of the people of Shengxuan Continent, and I will never help the people of the Holy Tower, so I can only ask you for help."

A sharp light flashed across Jian Wushuang's eyes, and he nodded: "Don't worry, we won't let you down!"

They are all top-level geniuses from outside the domain.

Because of the great prosperity of martial arts in recent years, their growth is not slower than that of the disciples of the Holy Tower.

This time, the ten disciples sent by the Holy Tower to the Holy Land, except Yuan Haomiao, no one is their opponent.

Prince Yu is the Supreme Glazed Body, Jian Wushuang and Xuehua have cultivated the Sword Body, and Mu Zhanfeng has also become much more powerful under the training and polishing of Lou Xuanji some time ago.

In Lou Qianxue's eyes, the four of them are no weaker than Yuan Haomiao, so she naturally believes in them and her own vision!