Xu Feng looks at the empty space which vibrates unceasingly, frowns slightly, the strength in the body also gushes out unceasingly.


    "Drink..."


    In a huge drink, Jolin''s power is still constantly condensed. The power of terror rushes out of his body, releasing infinite power. In front of him, it condenses into a whip composed of several aura. The space is distorted by the whip sweeping.


    The power of Jolin''s body still continued to condense and infuse into the whip. Yuanbo looks at the whip that releases infinite power, and his face changes greatly. Just want to hand, but see Qiao Lin toward Xu Feng rushed past.


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