After a while, the mysterious man rushed out of the super tornado, and at this time he had already changed into the appearance of another martial artist, and I don't know how he used to get out of the super tornado.

"Could it be that Wang Zhe really ate the Dream Swallowing Fruit?" Mysteriously furious, he also rushed into the direction where they came.

The sky is spinning for a while, Wang Zhe and Huangfu are like lonely boats in the wind and waves, and the day is precarious.

There was a burst of white light in their minds, and when Wang Zhe and Huangfu Yingzi regained consciousness again, they found that the two had returned to the Dream Swallowing Fruit Tree, but the Dream Swallowing Fruit on the fruit tree had disappeared, and hundreds of warriors were lying quietly on the ground, so peaceful, but there was no sound of breathing.

People who died in real dreams also died forever, is it worth it to die so many people for a dream swallowing fruit?

The warriors of the Mortal Dust Continent, in the face of the pursuit of chance, are always full of fanaticism, reckless and reckless, and as a result, the fate always yearns for the luckiest person.

At this time, Gu Xiangqin slowly stood up among the peaceful corpses everywhere.

"Wang Zhe, can you escape?" Gu Xiangqin's face burst into a sinister smile, and her body immediately shook, turning into the appearance of a fake twelve princes again.

"Brother Yuan. Huangfu Yingzi nervously grabbed Wang Zhe's arm.

Wang Zhe appeased Huangfu Yingzi and signaled her to stay away, and Huangfu Yingzi did so.

"Do you think I'm going to run away?" Wang Zhe's eyes shot a raging rage.

"You're no match for me. The False Twelve Princes smirked.

"We're all flesh and blood now. Wang Zhe slapped his chest.

"So what?" the false twelfth prince raised his eyebrows when he heard this.

"I'm going to kill you!" Wang Zhe roared and rushed towards the False Twelve Princes.

"I'm going to eat you!" the fake twelfth prince also learned from Wang Zhe and said angrily, and then rushed towards Wang Zhe with a strange face.

The two sides immediately fought together.

The False Twelve Princes continued to cast spatial slicing and attacked Wang Zhe.

Wang Zhe pushed the power of the Gale Yuan Spirit to the limit, and used the Fusion Martial Technique to amplify it, with the terrifying speed, it was difficult to dodge.

It's great that I can't match his speed, I must get him!The eyes of the False Twelve Princes became more and more greedy, so the old trick was repeated into the spatial crack.

"Huh?" Wang Zhe stopped and looked around warily.

Not long after, a spatial crack appeared on Wang Zhe's left side, and Wang Zhe's heart skipped a beat when he saw this, but he didn't act.

In the blink of an eye, another spatial crack appeared on Wang Zhe's right side.

After a few breaths, a spatial crack also appeared behind Wang Zhe, and spatial cracks continued to appear, surrounding Wang Zhe.

The enemy can appear from these spatial cracks at any time, and can attack Wang Zhe from all directions at any time, and Wang Zhe is suddenly in a disadvantageous situation.

"......"

Wang Zhe roared, and used the Rong Zhi Martial Technique to urge all the seventeen kinds of Yuan Spirit power to the first level of the True Yuan Gong.

Suddenly, his physical body was strong to a terrifying level, and the physical body that had been cultivated under the Pingxin Lake Waterfall played a role at this time.

"Fool! Surrounded by me, he is still using his martial arts, defenseless!" A cruel laugh sounded, and the fake twelve princes immediately drilled out of the spatial crack above Wang Zhe's head.

Then he opened his hand and pressed it.

A burst of white light flashed, and the whole world broke obliquely like a smooth ice surface.

Wang Zhe's body seems to be elongated like a folded paper.

Large space cutting!

Silk la!

The herbs and rocks around the cut by the large space are like being cut by a sharp knife, like a fragile tofu, and they are all split in two.

"No!" the emperor in the distance saw this, his red eyes and crystal tears.

The large space cut of the fake twelve princes crossed Wang Zhe's neck, oozing thick blood.

Wang Zhe is now using the martial arts of fusion to stimulate the first level of true Xuan Yuan Gong to a terrifying level of strength, if it weren't for the fact that he obtained the power of the Hurricane Yuan Spirit in the real dream realm, reaching the power of seventeen Yuan Spirits, otherwise he would be in a different place at this time.

At this time, Wang Zhe's strong body can still compete with the large space cutting, although his neck has been cut out of blood, but the muscles and bones are continuous, and there is still life.

"This is the time I've been waiting for!" Wang Zhe roared, reached over his head, and grabbed the fake twelve princes.

"Your flesh is so strong, I like it, I want it!" the fake twelve princes looked hideous.

"Let's go to hell!" Wang Zhe hugged the body of the false twelve princes, and then smashed him down from top to bottom.

Rumble!

The ground was shattered with rubble.

The fake twelfth prince felt pain at this time, he wanted to burrow into the spatial crack, but he was caught by Wang Zhe's steely hands, but there was no way at all.

As a last resort, the False Twelfth Prince hurriedly cast countless spatial cuts, constantly cutting towards Wang Zhe's body.

Large space cuts can't cut off Wang Zhe's body, so how can these small space cuts be no matter how many they are?

Wang Zhe endured the severe pain caused by the dense wounds on his body, grabbed the fake twelve princes and kept smashing them, smashing the fake twelve princes and screaming, only then did he understand Wang Zhe's horror.

If this continues, I will die? For the first time, the False Twelve Prince had a sense of crisis.

Wang Zhe will not let the enemy break free, this is the only chance to kill the enemy, he can't be so stupid.

Not long after, the fake twelfth prince was smashed to the point that his head was covered in blood, and he suddenly had a fierce eye, and spit out a mouthful of thick essence blood on Wang Zhe's face.

Syllable!

hit Wang Zhe's eyes, Wang Zhe couldn't help but be stunned.

At this time, the fake twelve princes took the opportunity to perform his transformation skills, and his body became weak, and then the fake twelve princes who were grabbed by Wang Zhe became a middle-aged man with a very short head, but strong as an ox, thick limbs, and a face full of scum.

"Whew!" the stout short man roared, and forcibly pulled Wang Zhe's fingers away, comparing his strength with Wang Zhe.

"Juli Yuanlu?" Wang Zhe sneered.

"What are you laughing at? Do you think you can catch me!" said the stout little man angrily.

"With your little strength, let's try it with a child!" Wang Zhe was furious, and immediately grabbed the stout man's arm with his backhand, and then pulled him back again.

"What is possible?" said the stout short man crossed in horror.

Even if Wang Zhe doesn't use the first weight of the True Yuan Gong and uses the power of the Giant Yuan Spirit, his strength is not comparable to that of ordinary Giant Yuan Soul martial artists, because Wang Zhe has seventeen kinds of Yuan Soul power and has the martial art of fusion.

Burst!

Wang Zhe carried the stout man into the air, and then strangled him.

"Ah......" The muscles of the thick man were twisted by Wang Zhe, and he screamed miserably.

Just strangled this guy to death in mid-air, avenging Xiaoqin and Senior Brother Cheng! Wang Zhe's eyes were like fire.

After a while, I saw that the stout man's body gradually blurred, and slowly turned into a graceful woman, this woman had blue hair, but because Wang Zhe was behind the blue-haired woman, he couldn't see the woman's appearance clearly.

Wang Zhe noticed that when the stout man turned into this woman, his body did not produce any shaking, so this woman did not have the ability to transform.

Could it be that this woman is the body, who is she? No matter who it is, kill her and then avenge Xiaoqin and them! Wang Zhe's eyes are murderous.

"I ...... Want...... Ate ...... You!" the woman turned her back to Wang Zhe, and spit out a hoarse voice from her mouth, and was strangled like this by Wang Zhe, and she could still speak, which showed that her strength was very strong.

Suddenly, the blue-haired woman's hair flew up, enveloping Wang Zhe's vision.

Those aqua blue hairs were like jewel light, but they were filled with a terrifying and strange aura, like a black hole, and everything they encountered had to be sucked into it.

Wang Zhe noticed that his vitality was disappearing little by little!

Is this the power of devouring the primordial spirit? In close combat, it is indeed difficult to resist! Wang Zhe's eyes were shocked, and he gritted his teeth at the moment, and with a free hand, he took out a crystal from the storage ring that was constantly flowing with blood-red lines.

Mysterious celestial phenomena!

"Turn on!"

Wang Zhe broke through the cauldron and poured most of the remaining vitality of his body into the mystical celestial phenomena, and with the guidance of the blood element, he opened such a quasi-high-grade elemental weapon.

Silk la!

Countless blood-red lines emanated from the mystical celestial phenomena and struck the hair of the aqua blue-haired woman.

The devouring energy of two different attributes fought with each other, and the battle was very fierce.

At this moment, Wang Zhe was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief, he didn't expect this woman's devouring power to be so powerful, she could be in the middle of the middle and the mysterious celestial phenomena, and she was worthy of being the eleventh Yuan Soul in the "Yuan Soul Spectrum", which was equivalent to the first Yuan Soul power that the mortal dust continent knew and saw.

With the mysterious celestial phenomenon dragging the devouring ability of the blue-haired woman, Wang Zhe can spare his hands and continue to strangle the woman!

"Ah......" The woman let out a long scream from her red lips, she almost couldn't bear Wang Zhe's strength.

"I remember you, Wang Zhe!" the blue-haired woman shouted angrily, and suddenly her whole body flashed.

It was as if the brilliance of the scorching sun stung Wang Zhe's eyes.

Wang Zhe subconsciously covered his eyes with his hands.

At this moment, the blue-haired woman's body shook for a while, and golden wings grew with a pop.

When Wang Zhe regained his vision, he found that the blue-haired woman had turned into a bird-like demon beast several meters long.

It flapped its golden wings and flew high into the sky.

"She can even devour demon beasts?" Huangfu Yingzi shouted in the distance.

"No, don't run away!" Wang Zhe shouted as he roared into the air from the ring of the dust tower.

It is a golden-winged eagle that can travel thousands of miles a day, and once it is allowed to fly high in the sky, no one can catch it anymore.

The golden-winged eagle hovered high in the sky, its feathers at the moment were bloody, thanks to Wang Zhe, at this time it had no ability to attack anymore, so it could only escape.

"Wang Zhe, now I can't eat you, but you will be eaten by me one day, I dream of having you, I think!" the golden-winged eagle let out a long chirp.

"Who are you! You have a kind of name!" Wang Zhe roared angrily.

"I'm stupid to tell you my identity, but what I can tell you is to make you desperate! I'm not from the Blue Mountains Country, if you have the ability, come to me, you can't find it in your life, hahaha......" The golden-winged eagle flapped its wings and flew away.

"Ah!!h

There is a sky outside the sky, there are people outside the people, Gu Xiangqin and Cheng Yuze's big hatred, how to repay it in the future!

"Brother Yuan...... Huangfu came over with a sad posture and asked faintly, "The real Gu Xiangqin should be a very sensible girl, her blood is deep, one day we will avenge her." ”

"Xiaoqin ......" Wang Zhe's anger burned his heart, but now he can only endure it, he needs stronger strength.

At this time, the entire Dust Tower Annular Continent had become unrecognizable because of the spatial cutting that devoured the mysterious person of the Yuan Spirit.

(End of chapter)