Chapter 1955 The Beloved
The two people's eyes met in the void, and Lou Qianxue smiled and nodded at Prince Yu.
But in her heart, she remembered another thing.
That day, she had fought with Long Wangji, another peerless genius of Dragon Palace, on the Battle King Stage. That day, Long Wangji also used a unique skill of Dragon Palace.
It's called Nine Dragon Transformation!
I don't know if Prince Yu knows this unique skill, but no matter whether he knows it or not, she will teach him when she returns.
Because the Nine Dragon Transformation of Dragon Palace is incomplete, since she has a complete one, she will naturally give it to Prince Yu.
Lou Qianxue retracted her gaze and closed her eyes again.
Everyone's victory was within her expectations, but when they really won, she was still very happy.
This group of young people who grew up with her are very good, really good...
Lou Qianxue re-entered the state of cultivation and comprehension, and Prince Yu felt a little disappointed, and then sat on the third white jade chair and began to cultivate and comprehend.
"I really didn't expect that the outcome of this battle of Saint Sons would be like this!"
At the bottom of the mountain, other Tianjiao also sighed with complicated tones.
Everyone thought that the most powerful Saint Pagoda disciple in this battle of Saint Sons.
Everyone thought that the strong appearance of Saint Sons of Saint Xuan Continent would affect Tianxuan Continent...
But they didn't expect that the one who finally shined was not Saint Pagoda disciples, nor Saint Sons of Saint Xuan Continent, but this group of young Tianjiao who were not valued by everyone...
Outside the Holy Land, everyone could see the light curtain, so they didn't continue to pay attention to the Holy Monument.
Four Saint Sons of Saint Xuan Continent were swept out of the Holy Land one after another, and the last one was left. Naturally, everyone paid close attention to that battle.
The previous battle between Prince Yu and Jing Hang was very loud and gorgeous, but at this time, the battle between Mu Zhanfeng and Saint Son Mei Lian of Saint Xuan Continent was very calm.
Similar to the battle between Lou Qianxue and Xiao Feng.
The two of them, one in a blue robe and the other in a red skirt, faced each other in the void, their auras were ethereal and powerful, their holy luck was surging, and their energy was surging...
Although they didn't actually take action, everyone knew in their hearts...
"Their battle has already begun!"
Mu Zhanfeng had never fought with Mei Lian.
He had only fought with Jing Hang, and they had tied before, but Jing Hang's cultivation was far superior to Mei Lian.
Mei Lian knew that she might not be Mu Zhanfeng's opponent, so she was particularly attentive.
She was so attentive that she didn't even notice that the other saints who came with her were swept away.
Mei Lian of the Holy Xuan Continent was good at the art of charm.
The art of charm was also an alternative illusion.
She directly dragged Mu Zhanfeng into the illusion.
People who are good at illusions or array formations have high mental power, and Mei Lian's mental power is naturally high. In a pure mental power competition, she might be a little stronger than Mu Zhanfeng...
Mei Lian's eyes turned pink at some point.
Mu Zhanfeng's eyes flashed, and the mountains and white jade chairs around him disappeared out of thin air...
He stretched out his head and saw a sea of flowers.
The surrounding environment suddenly changed, and a thought flashed through Mu Zhanfeng's mind.
He might have entered an illusion.
He wanted to leave.
But no matter how hard he tried, he was still in this sea of flowers, and there was a voice that kept tempting him, telling him that there was something he wanted to see in this sea of flowers...
Mu Zhanfeng's expression changed, and he raised his footsteps, but he was reluctant to put them down.
The red in Meilian's eyes deepened. She used the most powerful charm illusion when she came up. In the illusion, the opponent would see his beloved, and then lose himself and let her do whatever she wanted...