Strongest Eccentric Consort Chapter 1812: Vulnerable

Boom!

The behemoth that incarnated into a giant tower was abruptly pushed aside by the repulsive force of the Dragon Gate and the Thirty-Six Steps Road, and fell to one side. Wherever it passed, the trees collapsed, the spirit beasts died, and no grass grew!

One after another panicked beast roared, shaking the world!

Even the geniuses who participated in the battle of the Holy Son in the entire Holy Land noticed such a movement.

"What a strong Yuan force fluctuation!"

"What a huge tower!"

"Who is doing this?"

A lot of Saint Pagoda disciples recognized the pagoda, and their expressions changed slightly.

"This pagoda was originally in the hands of that person, and was finally given to his younger brother by that person..."

"In this case, it should be Mr. Yuan Haoran who is fighting!"

"Who is so bold to provoke Young Master Yuan Haoran?"

"No, no! Although Mr. Yuan Haoran has all the skills, his own cultivation is still a bit poor. If it is not to a certain point, he will never take out the pagoda. I still have to go and see it. People know that I will not save his younger brother, and he will definitely not forgive me!"

The ten saint tower disciples, except Ke Qingsong, who was already insane, and those who were entering the critical moment of absorbing the Holy Luck, hurried to the place where the pagoda appeared and the battle took place.

When the Holy Tower was pinned down by the Dragon Gate, Lou Qianxue used his sword again, this time with a soul stab!

A pure mental attack, just as the soul thorns arrived, the disciples of the tower felt terrified, a kind of extreme danger shrouded his heart, his complexion changed suddenly, and he quickly swept back, fleeing while shouting angrily: "I warn you, my brother is also in this holy place. If you dare to take action against me, my brother will not spare you!"

"Heh..." Lou Qianxue was only amused, and reminded him, "I've already shot you."

These saint tower disciples are indeed not low in cultivation, and they also have excellent spiritual weapons on their bodies, but this does not mean that they are invincible.

Only when Lou Qianxue fought against the two disciples of the Holy Tower, he has discovered their biggest weakness - they are like flowers in a greenhouse, and they are not very good at fighting!

In the past many years, they may have been concentrating on improving their cultivation, and they have not seen much blood or experienced much fighting. They seem powerful, but they are actually vulnerable.

If there is no spiritual weapon in hand, Lou Qianxue can easily take him down.

"Dedicate your luck."

Lou Qianxue's voice was a little cold. If all the disciples of the Holy Tower were like this, she probably didn't need to worry about the chief seat of the battle for the Holy Son!

Meanwhile.

Between Prince Yu and the Crown Prince, a very strong Yuan force fluctuation also broke out, arousing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, making the sky dark and dark.

But there is no distinction.

For a while, neither of them wanted to lose, but neither was sure of winning the other...

“…”

“…”

At a certain moment, the two separated at the same time.

The crown prince in a golden costume looked complicated: "You are a little more powerful than you imagined."

The handsome and elegant Prince Yu also nodded: "You are also different from what I imagined."

"In today's situation, you and I can't help each other."

They were silent for a moment.

"It's just a waste of time to fight again, and you will lose the opportunity to plunder the Holy Luck."

"So?"

"So, let's plunder the Holy Luck first, and wait until we get to the White Jade Seat, and then we'll go up and down!"

In the battle of the Holy Son, there are ten white jade seats on the mountain ahead. If they want to rank, they will go up the mountain to grab the seats.

And their cultivation base is the same, the seats they can sit on should be the same, and they will definitely fight again.