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The tornado appeared, with the power of destroying the world, it reached a diameter of more than ten meters in an instant, and it was as high as a hundred meters. It smashed the true essence and sword light, and even engulfed the floating clouds in the sky.

The sword light of true essence exploded and exploded in the tornado, producing berserk energy, but it merged into the tornado, adding to the power of the tornado.

Seeing this scene, the ninth-level black shadows and the eighth-level skinny old man on both sides were shocked. Faced with such a power of heaven and earth, they had no choice but to call him Void and flee quickly.

But even so, the violent suction generated by the [-]-meter-high tornado made the eighth-level old man stay in the void, submerged in the tornado, and spun rapidly with the tornado.

"Get up!" Prince Qiao yelled, and led Su Feifei up from the ground, along the wind tunnel, straight up to the sky, and in the blink of an eye, he reached the top of the tornado.

Feihe had been waiting for a long time, Wang Ziqiao and Su Feifei floated on it, looking down, the wind blades condensed in the tornado, cutting on the bodies of Fuyunzi and the eighth-level skinny old man who were sucked in by the tornado.

"flutter!"

Before he had time to see the result, Wang Ziqiao slumped on the flying crane. He was exhausted. At this moment, he no longer had any strength to fight. Blood kept flowing from his mouth, and his body trembled one after another. with.

The magic wand also put away the mahogany branches, revealing Sophie Fei.

And the injuries in Su Feifei's body have also been healed by the spring breeze of the magic wand.

"Zi Qiao? Zi Qiao, are you alright?" Sophie cried with tears in her eyes, hugged Wang Ziqiao, and shouted desperately.

Wang Ziqiao wanted to speak, but spit out a mouthful of blood again, and the magic wand released a cyan brilliance, covering him.

Feihe's wings fluttered, and he quickly fled into the distance.

A beam of sword energy, like moonlight, soared into the sky from the valley below, with the power to shatter the void, it went straight to Feihe.

"Let's go!" Wang Ziqiao pushed Su Feifei out suddenly, and threw the ghost slave out almost at the same time.

The next moment, the sword energy passed through Feihe's body and entered into Wang Ziqiao's body.

This sword energy was only three inches wide, but it pierced through Wang Ziqiao's lower abdomen like a laser.

Feihe uttered a mournful cry, and fell down quickly...

"Zi Qiao!" Su Feifei exclaimed.

But the ghost slave turned into a white jade body, hugged Su Feifei, black clouds billowed, covering the two of them, and flew to the distance quickly, and disappeared into the clouds in the blink of an eye.

But Wang Ziqiao fell with Feihe, and the magic wand didn't have time to heal Wang Ziqiao, so he hurriedly blessed Feihe with a wind healing spell like a spring breeze.

It's a pity that like a spring breeze, it can't heal the injuries caused by this true essence sword energy. From this, it can be seen that the sword energy must be released by the ninth-level powerhouse, which is stronger than the willpower of the eighth-level skinny old man who injured Su Feifei. Powerful, unless Wang Ziqiao uses the Emperor's Fury Flame, he can suppress the extremely destructive true essence sword energy.

But at this moment, Wang Ziqiao has no time and strength to pay attention to Feihe, he can only protect himself first, and quickly enter the state of meditating the emperor, refining the foreign true essence and sword energy together with the love cup in his body, and repairing The trauma to the internal organs, and the penetrated lower abdomen.

Fuyunzi's master, that is, the skinny old man, Wang Ziqiao did not have the slightest fear of the injury caused by the old man with black hair. The mid-to-late stage is only the early stage of the ninth level, otherwise, it would be difficult for Wang Ziqiao to refine it.

Even so, just relying on Wang Ziqiao's inexperienced emperor's cold eyes can only be suppressed, and what can be refined is the cup of love.

The peculiarity of the cup of love surprised Wang Ziqiao very much. It is between soul and flesh and blood. It can absorb spiritual willpower and a person's blood essence to strengthen himself.

After being united with Wang Ziqiao's soul, the love cup is Wang Ziqiao, but it must be drawn by another love cup. Other than that, it is no different from distraction, and it is like a master-servant contract.

At this time, it was rapidly eating away the true energy outside, as if it was born with the ability to devour the willpower of external spirits.

According to legend, its ancestors were born in response to the will of heaven, representing the way of heaven. How can the willpower of ordinary warriors compare with the way of heaven?

This is God's will, these four words alone are enough to destroy all human will.

Witnessing the power of the Love Cup, Wang Ziqiao also found that it is impossible to remove the current Love Cup. As it devours more and more willpower from outsiders, it becomes stronger and stronger, even the Emperor's Fury may not be able to Refined and burned the cup of love, unless it was removed together with the heart.

Prince Joe was even worried that the willpower of the Emperor's Fury might be swallowed up by it, and then used to strengthen himself.

Both Fuxi and Nuwa are emperors, aren't they equally controlled by the cup of love?

It's no wonder that the cup of love can control a person's heart. Once it grows up, you can't kill it, you can't beat it, and your willpower can't resist it. You can only follow it, or enter the state of atavism and ignore it.

If Wang Ziqiao knew the power of the cup of love before, he might be afraid, but now, he is getting more and more excited.

In the short ten seconds after Feihe fell, the Love Cup had already absorbed all the external zhenqi and used it to strengthen itself. The tentacles followed the Heart Sutra and spread all over the upper body, and the mental power fluctuated more and more intensely.

"Not bad, not bad, but I don't know if you can heal Feihe!" Wang Ziqiao used the magic wand to whip up a hurricane, wrapping Feihe who was about to fall to the ground, and suddenly stabilized his body without falling to his death.

Feihe was dying, Wang Ziqiao put his palm on the wound, closed his eyes, felt the cup of love, extended the tentacles, submerged into Feihe's wound, and began to devour the willpower of the true essence in Feihe's body.

However, at this moment, the ghostly figure had arrived again, and a sword energy, like a straight rainbow, swooped down from the mountains, approaching Prince Qiao.

Prince Qiao was taken aback and could only dodge.

flutter!

Feihe's head was chopped off by the sword energy.

Wang Ziqiao stared blankly at Feihe, only one step away, only one step away to heal Feihe.

Looking up at the black-haired man again, Wang Ziqiao roared, "Ah!"

It's just that what greeted him was another sword light. Not only that, black shadows have appeared one after another on the mountaintops around the valley where Wang Ziqiao is. Their arrogance is like wolf smoke, and even the lowest cultivation Level 30, there are more than [-] people, including three level [-] and nearly ten level [-].

Once again, Wang Ziqiao dodged the opponent's attack, glanced around, but calmed down, shocked in his heart that the Wudang faction is indeed a millennium inheritance, with a profound foundation, but he couldn't understand why all the masters of the Wudang faction suddenly appeared?

In fact, Wang Ziqiao did not see the harm that the tornado he unleashed brought to the Wudang faction.