Chapter 1942: mean!

"What is the difference between you and the robbers like this?" Prince Yu said sarcastically.
call out!
Lin Qingge stretched out his hand, and Prince Yu was sucked beside him uncontrollably: "You were born in Dragon Palace. There are no people from Dragon Palace here. Do you think you have the right to resist me?"
Prince Yu raised his hand. He is at the same level of cultivation as Lin Qingge and should not be in such a weak position...
can……
"My Yuanli!" It wasn't until the moment he started to realize that the Yuanli flow in his body was slightly slow, and his cultivation base was greatly reduced.
It seems that from the very beginning, a strange power overflowed in this holy tower, silently reducing their cultivation.
Prince Yu's expression was cold, bloodshot spread in his eyes, and the holy tower was more shameless than he thought.
Lin Qingge grabbed Prince Yu's neck and looked at everyone: "I originally gave you five days, but you didn't cherish it. Then, today, I will let you see it and end up against my holy tower!"
As he said, he put his other palm on Prince Yu's head, and pulled some colorful spiritual power from the top of Prince Yu's head.
Prince Yu's exquisite and picturesque face was extremely pale, and his expression was slightly distorted, making him very painful!
"Prince Yu!"
"Gongsunyu!"
Jian Wushuang and Mu Zhanfeng exclaimed, and flew towards Lin Qingge and Prince Yu.
They fought side by side in the Holy Land, and they have forged love.
Moreover, he is still Lou Qianxue's righteous brother!
Since Prince Yu was trapped in the Sacred Tower, no one appeared in the Dragon Palace. They abandoned Prince Yu, and Sacred Tower planned to use Prince Yu to kill the chicken and the monkey!
But Jian Wushuang, Mu Zhanfeng, they don't allow it!
Xuehua followed closely behind.
But, as soon as they moved, they found out...
"Despicable!" The flow of vitality within the body was slow, and the speed and moves were affected. No wonder the fifth Prince Yu was able to win the battle for the sons. At this time, among the singers of Lin Qing, there was no fight back.
Everyone was furious, with grief and anger in their hearts. This shameless, selfish and dirty land is also worthy of being called a holy land?
Lin Qingge's eyes, the masters hiding in the shadow of the holy tower, all shot to block.
But in an instant, everyone fought together.
Tianshan Jianzong, Xuanji Mansion and others were trapped in an iron cage.
Jian Wushuang, Mu Zhanfeng and Xuehua fought the guards of the tower.
Lin Qingge pinched Prince Yu by the neck, trying to forcibly strip him of his mental power.
The other three great powers stood behind Lin Qingge. They stood on the steps, high up, and shot without panic. The eyes of the people below were also very cold. After all, in their opinion, they are just a group of people who do not know good and bad. !
This is the holy tower and their home ground. The holy tower is closed all year round and only opened once every ten years. How can it be an ordinary place?
Here, no one can beat the holy tower!
Seeing those who rebelled against themselves, against the holy tower, and even humiliated the holy tower invisibly, are now suppressed, unable to resist, doing useless struggles in grief and pain, Lin Qingge and others have even risen from the bottom of their hearts. A touch of excitement.
They thought all the winners were in hand!
however……
Bang!
The huge heat energy exploded without warning.
"Ah----" Lin Qingge and the three powerful people behind him couldn't react as much as they screamed, and their body was repelled by the huge force...
Roar!
A golden dragon shrouded Tai Ziyu's body, breathing flames, majestic, and flying in the void.
Lin Qingge was furious. He didn't expect that this holy luck and spiritual power would almost be succeeded by him. A wild boy without a backer would suddenly burst out with such a powerful force!