my goddess school flower

Chapter 880

Liu Kui's willpower was swallowed by the cup of love, and he became weaker and weaker. He already knew that he was doomed today, and begged for mercy: "Prince Qiao, let me go, as long as you let me go, I can give you all the wealth! "

Wang Ziqiao ignored him at all, and the cup of love was still devouring his will.

Seeing this, Liu Kui showed a trace of determination, and said: "Prince Qiao, do you want to die with me?"

As soon as these words came out, the flame stick, a spiritual thing conceived between his eyebrows, suddenly released a huge willpower, and one stick turned into a thousand sticks, and he was forced out of the spiritual sea by him, spreading out from the center of his eyebrows, and scattered in all directions attack.

This spirit flame stick was originally formed by the condensed willpower, but at this time it was forcibly dismembered by him, which is equivalent to self-destructive cultivation.

Tens of thousands of flame sticks, like countless giant trees, were forcibly forced out between the eyebrows by Lu Kui, which means that his cultivation base has reached the realm of incarnation at this moment. Hit with all your might.

But Wang Ziqiao had already made preparations. The tentacles of the love cup had even invaded into the flame stick. The flame stick turned into countless clones, and there were tens of thousands of tentacles in the love cup. The long stick wraps quickly, making it impossible to form effective destructive power at all.

But what Wang Ziqiao didn't expect was that after being restrained by the cup of love, the spiritual creature exploded with a bang.

The long stick like a giant tree turned into countless small needle-like energy bodies again, which scattered and shot like pear blossom needles in a rainstorm.

Choo Choo Choo……

The energy body formed countless flame threads, and there was an ear-piercing whistling sound.

"Not good!" Wang Ziqiao was shocked, the willpower of the love cup was actually damaged by the self-explosion of the flame stick's will, distraction suffered a certain amount of damage, and Ye Qingling's face turned pale.

Subconsciously, Wang Ziqiao instantly shrunk the space cover, and threw Ye Qingling beside him out, and all the others were also pushed out by the power of space, only covering him and Lu Kui.

dang dang...

The willpower of the flame stick turned into a small stick and silver needle, as if nailed to a glass mirror, but could not escape the shackles of space.

After being distracted by the backlash, the love cup soon calmed down again, spreading out countless tentacles, chasing up, as if a beast had found food, glued the small needles together, and quickly devoured them.

At the moment of devouring the countless clones of the flame stick, Wang Ziqiao suddenly felt that he also possessed some of the willpower of the flame stick.

"Huh? Could it be that if you devour other people's spiritual objects, you can feel the will in them?" Wang Ziqiao was puzzled, and planned to store and refine all the willpower that spread in his space cover, so he mobilized the magic space to quickly retract , including the distraction of the love cup, all of them have not entered the magic space.

It stands to reason that Wang Ziqiao's magic space cannot accommodate creatures with souls. Although the magic seeds can release spiritual power, they are not really distracting. A magician cannot leave the body. If the body dies, the magic seeds will also wither.

And the distraction of the love cup is himself, and he doesn't reject it, so he can easily get into the magic space composed of ten magic seeds.

The next moment, Wang Ziqiao once again found that his magic space seemed to be stronger. If he could only collect dead objects before, even any willpower entering would destroy the space formation, but he found that the magic space seemed to be upgraded by a small level. Under the dominance of the distraction of the love cup, the combination of the two can actually speed up the refining of these external willpower and become one's own.

This love cup also seems to like the magic space very much. As soon as it entered, it immediately took root here, forming countless silk threads, which combined into a large sheet, each silk thread is like the willpower of heaven and earth, making the magic space stronger.

The previous magic space was just a space formation, without its own willpower, but the addition of the cup of love made the magic space have this kind of willpower, as if a person suddenly had a soul, even without the need of Prince Joe Motivated by the willpower of the main body, only one thought is needed, and the magic space will automatically run under the guidance of the distraction of the love cup, so as to carry out the battle of offense and defense.

The willpower of those collected flame sticks was completely refined in the blink of an eye under the full operation of the magic space.

The realm of Prince Joe's magic seeds has also been slightly improved.

If Wang Ziqiao faced Lu Kui again now, he was confident that he would kill him in one face-to-face, because he could ignore any attack from the opponent.

This is the power of formations.

And Lu Kui, who had lost his spiritual object, was devoured by the cup of love and most of his willpower. At this time, he was already very old, like an old man who had been seriously ill for a long time, and even his breathing was very short, and he no longer had the strength , but his eyes were still full of hatred.

He never imagined that with his ninth-level cultivation base, he could not kill Wang Ziqiao by detonating a spiritual object that was temporarily unable to leave his body through the secret method, but it was equivalent to sending Wang Ziqiao great benefits.

"I hate it. I am a ninth-level spirit body who is about to reach the incarnation. Why didn't I just kill you when you first came?" Lu Kui regretted extremely.

"Do you regret it?" Wang Ziqiao sneered, raised his hand, and landed on top of Lu Kui's head, the tentacles of the cup of love penetrated into his mind again.

This time, Liu Hong and his group couldn't wait any longer. They already knew that Lu Kui was no longer worthy of their protection. A person with a spiritual body who had lost his spiritual object was no different from a useless person.

"Brothers, kill him. If you wait any longer, Captain Lu will really die!" Liu Hong yelled, and activated his spiritual skills, and a mining shovel formed by the condensed spiritual energy automatically appeared in his hand. It expanded to a length of three or four meters in an instant, and suddenly left his hand, aiming at Prince Joe and shoveling it.

But Wang Ziqiao remained motionless, but ripples spread out from between his eyebrows, and the spiritual energy shoveled into it, shrinking rapidly, and penetrated into Wang Ziqiao's eyebrows.

"What?" Liu Hong's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe what he saw because he couldn't understand it.

"What's going on?" Some other small captains couldn't understand.

"Look at me!" A tall squad leader with two fingers knotted, his body suddenly rose to about five meters, like a little giant, holding an oval heavy hammer in his hand, he stepped forward and aimed at the prince. Joe's head fell off.

"Is this a spiritual weapon?" Wang Ziqiao looked at the heavy hammer in the little giant's hand that was radiating golden starlight in the dark, and knew that the heavy hammer was not a spiritual technique, but a real spiritual weapon.

"If you snatch it, wouldn't there be an extra spiritual weapon?" Wang Ziqiao was overjoyed.