The tornado appeared, with the power of destroying the world and destroying the world, and instantly reached a diameter of more than ten meters, up to 100 meters, crushing the true yuan sword light, and even carrying the floating clouds in the sky into it.

The True Yuan Sword Light exploded and exploded in the tornado, generating violent energy, but it merged into the tornado, adding to the power of the tornado.

The ninth-level black shadows on both sides and the eighth-level thin old men on both sides were taken aback when they saw this scene, and in the face of such the 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 tornado, which was 100 meters high, also made the eighth-level old man stranded in the void, submerged in the tornado, and rotated rapidly with the tornado.

"Up!" Prince Qiao shouted loudly, took Sophie Fei, rose from the ground, followed the wind tunnel, straight up to the sky, and in the blink of an eye, reached the top of the tornado.

Feihe had been waiting for a long time, Wang Ziqiao and Sophie Fei fell on it, looking down, one after another wind blades condensed in the tornado, cutting into the body of the floating clouds and the eighth-level thin old man who were sucked in by the tornado.

"Pounce!"

Before he had time to see the result, Wang Ziqiao sat down on Feihe, he was already exhausted, at this time, he no longer had any fighting strength, blood continued to flow out of his mouth, and his body trembled one after another.

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

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

"Zi Qiao? Ziqiao, you're fine, right? Sophie Fei had tears in her eyes, hugged Prince Joe, and shouted desperately.

Prince Joe wanted to speak, but he spat out a mouthful of blood again, and his magic wand released a cyan glow that enveloped him.

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

A sword aura like moonlight rose from the valley below, smashing the void with the power of smashing the void, heading straight for the flying crane.

"Let's go!" Prince Joe violently pushed Sophie Fei out of the city, and almost at the same time threw the ghost slave out of the road.

In the next moment, the sword qi had already passed through Feihe's body and submerged into Wang Ziqiao's body.

This sword qi was only three inches wide, but it was like a laser, directly penetrating Wang Ziqiao's lower abdomen.

Feihe let out a mournful roar and fell rapidly......

"Zi Qiao!" Sophie Fei exclaimed.

But the ghost slave turned into a white jade body, hugged Sophie, and the black clouds rolled, enveloping the two of them, and flew quickly into the distance, and in the blink of an eye, they disappeared into the clouds.

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

It's a pity that like a spring breeze, it can't heal the injuries caused by this True Yuan Sword Qi, so it can be seen that the sword qi must have been released by a ninth-level powerhouse, and the willpower of the eighth-level thin old man who injured Su Feifei is even stronger, unless Wang Ziqiao uses the Human Emperor's Fury Flame, he can suppress the extremely destructive True Yuan Sword Qi.

But at this time, Prince Qiao no longer had the time and strength to pay attention to Feihe, he could only protect himself first, quickly enter the state of meditating the human emperor, and refine the foreign true yuan sword qi with the love cup in his body, repairing the wounds of the internal organs and the penetrated lower abdomen.

Fu Yunzi's master, that is, the thin old man, brought Wang Ziqiao's injuries, Wang Ziqiao did not have the slightest fear, the key is the true yuan that the ghost-like black-haired old man hit into his body, fortunately, the other party is not the middle and late stage of the ninth level, but only the early stage of the ninth level, otherwise, Wang Ziqiao is also difficult to refine.

Even so, just because Prince Qiao has not yet become a human emperor, he can only suppress it, and what can be refined is the love cup.

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

After becoming one with Prince Joe's heart, the Love Cup is Prince Joe, but it must be pulled by another Love Cup, and other than that, it is no different from the distraction, which is like a master-servant contract.

At this time, it was rapidly eating away at the true element outside, and it seemed to be born with the ability to devour foreign spiritual willpower.

According to legend, its ancestors were born at the will of heaven and represent the way of heaven, how can the willpower of ordinary warriors be compared with the way of heaven?

Providence is so, these four words alone are enough to destroy all human will.

Witnessing the power of the Love Cup, Wang Zi Qiao also found that it was impossible to move out of the current Love Cup, as it devoured more and more foreign willpower, and became more and more powerful itself, the Human Emperor's Fury Flame may not be able to refine and burn the Love Cup, unless it is removed along with the heart.

Wang Ziqiao was even worried that the willpower of the Human Emperor's Fury Flame might be devoured by it, and then used by it to strengthen himself.

Fu Xi and Nuwa are both human emperors, aren't they still under the same influence and control of the love cup?

It's no wonder that the love cup can control a person's heart, once you grow up, you can't kill, you can't fight, and your willpower can't resist it, you can only follow it, or you can enter the atavistic realm and ignore it.

If before, Wang Ziqiao might have been scared if he understood the power of the love cup, but now, he is more and more excited.

In the short time of the fall of the flying crane, the love cup had already absorbed all the foreign true qi and used it to strengthen itself, and the tentacles followed the Heart Sutra, covering the entire upper body, and the fluctuations of spiritual power became more and more intense.

"Yes, yes, I just don't know if you can cure Feihe!" Wang Ziqiao used his magic wand, rolled up a hurricane, and wrapped the flying crane that was about to fall to the ground, and suddenly stabilized his body and did not fall to his death.

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

It's just that at this moment, the ghostly figure has arrived again, and a sword qi, like a straight Changhong, swooped down from the top of the mountain, straight to Wang Ziqiao.

Prince Qiao was taken aback and could only dodge.

Strike!

Feihe's head was cut off by the sword qi.

Wang Ziqiao looked at Feihe blankly, only one step away, only one step away from curing Feihe.

Looking up at the black-haired man again, Prince Qiao let out a roar: "Ah! ”

It's just that what greeted him was another sword light, not only that, but black shadows had already appeared on the top of the mountains around the valley where Wang Ziqiao was located, their arrogance was like wolf smoke, and the lowest cultivation level was also level six, with more than thirty people, including three ninth level and nearly ten eighth level.

Wang Ziqiao dodged the other party's attack again, glanced around, but quieted down, shocked in his heart that the Wudang faction is worthy of a thousand-year-old inheritance and has a profound heritage, but he can't understand that the masters of the Wudang faction suddenly appeared?

In fact, Wang Ziqiao didn't see the harm that the tornado he released brought to the Wudang faction.