Fortunately, the soul cutting formula is a scroll of spirits. Others can practice it. Let Ling Feiyan practice it for a while, and maybe he can break through another layer or two!

"Buzz!"

Wang Xiaohu's figure appeared 16 times, but because he gave up challenging the spirit body on the third floor of Yuanying, he appeared on the first floor the next moment!

"Come out!"

"Come out!"

"This pervert has passed the 15th floor!"

"I don't know what good things he got!"

"Hehe, go and ask!"

"You think I'm stupid!"

"Little tiger!"

"Boo!"

Ling Feiyan ran up excitedly and kissed Wang Xiaohu on the face regardless of everyone's eyes!

For a moment, Wang Xiaohu felt that he was ashamed of the kiss. There was no longevity pill. He hasn't got such a thing yet!

"Feiyan, that! I didn't get the longevity pill! " Wang Xiaohu still chose to tell the truth!

"Ah! No way, you, you passed the tenth floor, you! Hum, you guy, don't joke with me about that! " Ling Feiyan was surprised at first, then smiled instantly and twisted it on Wang Xiaohu's waist. Can this kind of thing be used as a joke?

"I'm not kidding, because there is no longevity Pill on the tenth floor, and there is no longevity pill in the whole xuandu test tower!" Seeing Ling Feiyan's shocked instant retreat, a look of despair appeared in her eyes. Wang Xiaohu quickly said something on the 17th floor, but it must not be said directly by voice, but by voice!

"Really? Is there really something like that? But! But the seventeenth floor, the fourth floor of Yuanying! " Ling Feiyan's eyes dimmed in an instant. It's too difficult to be on the 17th floor!

Wang Xiaohu's eyes are now dark again. Ling Feiyan knows that Wang Xiaohu used the pupil technique. This is already Wang Xiaohu's strongest means, 17th floor, okay?

"Don't worry!"

Wang Xiaohu pulled Ling Feiyan into the Qingluo gauze tent and arranged the Vajra mixed element array before taking out the soul cutting formula!

"Poof!"

Ling Feiyan spits out a mouthful of blood and his breath is listless!

"No, tiger, I can't!" Ling Feiyan cultivates the soul cutting formula, but cutting off a knife for herself is equivalent to smashing the elixir field, and then condensing again. The body's recovery and channel strength are not enough, and she can't bear it at all. If she forcibly cuts off the soul, it will only be counterproductive, and even the cultivation will be wasted!

"Forget it, don't force it!" Feed Ling Feiyan a mysterious yellow pill. Wang Xiaohu asks Ling Feiyan to heal while he begins to cut the spirit!

"Cut the spirit formula, cut the Qi sea in your own elixir field with a knife, break the spirit source and then stand! This knife is not easy to cut! " Wang Xiaohu could not help but sigh that the one who created the soul cutting formula must be a cruel man, cruel enough to himself!

Is Wang Xiaohu a cruel man? It shouldn't count. He won't find himself guilty if it's not necessary, but now he has to do it. Wang Xiaohu is a decisive person. He can't pull back nine cows. His parents were helpless when he was a teenager!

A spirit power blade is suspended in your own elixir field. Where is a fire spring, a red spirit spring, with a faint golden flame!

The soul cutting formula is not profound, but it has no cultivation restrictions. It can be used during the foundation building period, the golden elixir period, and even the Yuanying divination period. It can be used once at each level, and it's best to use it at the peak. But Wang Xiaohu can't wait so long to get that thing and go to find xiaopang. He can't leave this little brother alone. Although he knows that the chance of finding xiaopang is slim now, But I have to go, because he is Wang Xiaohu and can't leave his brother! Live to see people, die to see corpses, if the bones don't exist, you have to take revenge!

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