Strongest Eccentric Consort Chapter 1822: All must pay!
This is almost the most powerful opponent Lou Qianxue has ever encountered!
The eight disciples of the Holy Tower used the formation method at the same time, and their strength increased to a terrifying level, plus the blessing of the eight people's common holy destiny...
I am afraid that in the entire Xuantian Continent, no one can resist them!
Lou Qianxue's face was slightly pale, and a drop of sweat appeared on his forehead.
The more Holy Luck, the stronger the boost to one's own power.
Lou Qianxue has a lot of holy luck, more than any of the eight disciples of the holy tower!
But after the holy fortune combination of the eight disciples of the holy tower, it is more than Lou Qianxue's!
"This is a bit tricky!"
She really did not expect that a disciple of the Holy Tower would have such a means.
Of course, she didn't expect that such a proud disciple of the Holy Tower would join forces to deal with her alone!
Lou Qianxue lifted the fiery red wings condensed by the Holy Luck behind him and flew towards the sky!
Whoosh!
The colorful holy fate mixed with the power that can almost destroy the sky and the earth shoots towards Lou Qianxue!
Lou Qianxue dodged as soon as she moved, but when the colorful holy fortune landed in the distance, there was a deafening, loud explosion!
It is conceivable that if the Holy Fate falls on Lou Qianxue, Lou Qianxue will definitely be dead!
Soon!
There have been dozens of rounds between Lou Qianxue and the eight disciples of the Holy Tower.
For a while, he was also fighting in the dark.
The surrounding Yuan force is surging wildly, gardens, grasslands, streams, and mountain peaks are almost all affected and destroyed.
Colorful rays of light, the heart-shattering holy fortune escaping everywhere.
There is a lot of movement here, making almost everyone in the Holy Land feel a little uneasy.
"Good luck!"
The five people from the Holy Profound Continent also felt it, but they were still fighting, so they didn't rush over immediately, instead they were fighting and watching.
Meanwhile.
A tall, stern-faced young man walked out of the dark cave. Behind him, there was a golden holy fortune, towering into the sky, and it seemed that the holy fortune was too much to hold in the sky.
"Huh?"
As soon as he came out of the cave, he noticed the shaking of the sky for a while, and then looked at the place where the Yuan force fluctuated most violently, his expression changed slightly: "It's Haoran and the others!"
Remembering the message from his brother before, the young man's expression became colder.
"Whoever dares to take action against my second brother and Santa will have to pay the price!"
Meanwhile.
The fierce battle quickly consumed Lou Qianxue's Yuan Power and her mental power. Slowly, she showed a tired look on her face.
Santa disciples are also very tired, but they are eight after all.
Lou Qianxue was only one person.
It is also fortunate that there is an increase in the blessing of the Holy Luck, and the Holy Luck is not a consumable item, so Lou Qianxue can support it for so long.
"No more dragging!"
Lou Qianxue took a deep breath and clenched the Poyun Sword.
The Poyun Sword is a tenth-order spiritual weapon. Tantai Yuan once even used it to split the Different Fire Barrier. At this time, it should not be difficult to split the holy fate that was entangled with the eight disciples of the Holy Tower.
Lou Qianxue has a plan in her heart.
She shouted loudly, and the Poyun Sword carried the bright colored light, from top to bottom, slashed at the holy fate of the eight disciples of the Holy Tower.
Click! Click!
Between the eight people, the firm and unshakable invisible formation seems to have finally been touched, making a cracking sound...
This is the time!
Sweep!
Countless vines burst out of the ground in an instant. Before the eight disciples of the Holy Tower could react, they bound their hands, feet, and even branches, directly penetrating their bodies and flowing bright red blood...