Refining Immortal Divine Cauldron

As a patriarch of the Kshatriya tribe, Du Qing's strength is no longer weak, comparable to a real Martial Spirit realm first expert.

However, only relying on the power of one person, he still can't help the necromancer in front of him.

"Everyone from the Kshatribe tribe listens to the order!"

"To solve the problem together!"

The black iron heavy sword in the hand is cut out again, next moment Du Qing also shouted loudly, the Essence Power all over his body was once again great, and a powerful sword intent suddenly spread out.

"Sword intent, Perfection!"

Not far away, watching Du Qing's strength rise again at this time, Fei Ren, who was also caught in a melee, was also slightly surprised.

The opponent is not only an Essence Power cultivation base with a half-step Martial Spirit, but also a comprehended sword intent, and its sword intent has reached Perfection Level!

Sword intent of Perfection Level, for the sword cultivator, not only can greatly increase the attack power, but also for the sword dao martial arts.

Even the sword cultivator genius who had met Fei Ren at the beginning, Gao Yunshen, the first newcomer of Raging Yang Sect, his sword intent is nothing more than Great Accomplishment.

"This person is the patriarch of the Kshatriya tribe. It is not surprising that he has such strength..."

After thinking about it, Fei Ren sighed again. He breathed and pushed his abdomen secretly.

"It seems that the inheritance of Martial King Realm is not easy to take..."

He knows in his heart that even if it is as strong as Du Qing in front of him, it is not a patriarch of the Borneo tribe. It is not easy for Indra's opponents to win treasure from the host of armies.

"hong long!"

Another huge bang came out. With the support of the experts of the Kshatribe tribes, the dead spirit entangled with Du Qing The commander is also retreating steadily, and the original rich Death Aura on his body is gradually declining.

"Patriarch, this guy is almost finished!"

A few more Essence Power offensives pierced the space, and then struck heavily on the chest of the necromancer, suddenly The armor was shattered, and the huge necromantic leader himself fell again, making everyone's faces slightly happy.

After a lot of melee, everyone present almost saw through the Profound Void and weaknesses of these necromantic leaders.

Although the opponent is a ghost that cannot be killed, the Death Aura on his body is limited. Every time he falls or is severely injured, the Death Aura on the Necromancer will drop until Death Aura is completely destroyed. Disappear, these ghosts will collapse without a fight!

"Go on! Get in!"

Coldly snorted, seeing the leader of the undead in front of him gradually fall into decline, Du Qing in the sky is also fighting intent greatly increased, and his hands are dark iron The heavy sword slashed out at an oblique angle, and countless sharp black sword glow swept away, like howling wind and torrential rain, and fell straight to the leader of the opposite necromancer.

"hong long! hong long long!"

black sword glow like a hot knife through butter, instantly penetrates the defense commanded by this dead spirit, making its left hand and right The legs broke one after another, and then turned into powder.

"bang!"

Without the support of his body, this necromantic leader also roared, and then his huge body fell heavily to the ground, rolling up a cloud of dust and mist everywhere.

Although the Necromancer can rely on Death Aura on his body to recover infinitely and never fail after repeated battles, this group of Death Aura is ultimately limited.

Furthermore, the heavy sword in the hands of Du Qing, patriarch of the Kshatriya tribe, is not an ordinary Spirit Treasure. It has a long history, and its formidable power is amazing!

This black iron heavy sword is three feet long and three feet long. The sword edge is as black as ink, and the back flashes with cold glow. It can split gold and stone, and cut iron like mud. It is a sword manual on Ranked. The 7th Twelve Great Que Sword.

Although the Juque sword ranks less than the Shangyang sword in the spirit sword manual, it is no less than the Shangyang sword in the hands of Gao Yunshen in terms of destructive power alone!

"Giant Que Sword? Didn't expect this guy still has this Spirit Sword in his hand..."

Looking at Du Qing, who was not far away, who showed great divine might , Fei Ren eyes slightly narrowed.

He has naturally heard of the reputation of the Juque Sword. This sword, like the Shangyang Sword in Gao Yunshen's hands, is the famous Spirit Sword in the Spirit Sword Manual.

Even if it is the Grade 5 Spirit Treasure Azure Dragon halberd in his hand, if it is a purely destructive power, it will be inferior to the giant sword in Du Qing's hand.

"It seems that the battle is almost over. I have to find a chance to enter the hall!"

The body flashed, once again avoiding the attack range of the Necromancer, Fei Ren secretly said in one's heart.

Because the experts of the five tribes attracted most of the firepower, Fei Ren was not under pressure to face the attack of the Necromancer at this moment. He was only fishing in the melee, retaining Essence Power, and Did not take the initiative to attack.

For him, entering the golden great hall now is the key point. As for the necromantic leaders blocking the way, the experts of the five tribes naturally deal with them.

It’s time it takes to burn a stick of incense. In the past, under the expert siege of Du Qing and a group of Kshatriya tribes, the leader of this necromancer finally reached its limit, and the huge body crashed. He fell down, and then stopped moving. It seemed that Death Aura on his body had been exhausted and turned into a pile of broken copper and iron.

"Get in!"

The giant queer sword in his hand retracted behind him, and he lost the blockade of the necromantic leader in front of him. The next moment Du Qing also flew out. In one fell swoop, it fell into the golden great hall, and then a group of Kshatribe experts followed suit.

At the same time, the melee outside the great hall is still anxious

Although Du Qing and the others have killed a necromancer, there are still necromancers remaining on the scene. Four of them are still a force that cannot be underestimated.

Furthermore, these four necromancers obviously acted in accordance with the will of Formation, intending to prevent the Martial Artists, irreconcilable from entering the golden great hall.

Even Du Qing and the others who have already entered the great hall are mostly injured. In addition to Du Qing himself, many of his subordinates also have experts who have been killed by other dead souls. The leader slapped him to death and failed to enter the hall.

"How about the casualties?"

In the golden great hall, Du Qing's face was low and looked back towards an expert of the Kshatribe tribe behind him.

"Reporting back to patriarch, seven people were killed and four people were injured! Now there are nine people who can still fight by our side!" He replied, his tone was sincere and frightened, as if he was afraid that the other party would blame him.

"Damn it, half dead..."

hearing this, Du Qing complexion sank, suddenly a little ugly.

This time, in order to enter the ancestral mausoleum, he brought a total of more than 20 experts from the tribe. All of these experts are above the 5th layer of the Martial Master Realm. Nowadays, there are not many treasures found. Most of it was damaged, and it was naturally very heartache.

"Go! The treasure is important!"

Convergence, Du Qing is also body flashed at the next moment, moved towards the great hall and swept deep.

Although they have lost a lot of manpower this time, they are all worth it. Now their Kshatriya tribe is the first to enter the golden great hall, and they also have a better chance of winning what Azir left behind. Opportunities and treasures.

...

Outside the golden great hall, during the melee, an old silhouette flew out embarrassingly, and then landed on a clearing.

The breath of the old silhouette of Essence Power is a little volatile. It is the Patriarch Hull of the Vaishe tribe. And unlike Du Qing and the others, he is a bit unlucky, and he was led by two dead spirits at once. To watch, even with the support of a group of subordinates, it is still in a hard fight.

After all, two necromancers, that is, two Martial Spirit realms and one expert, are not so easy to deal with.

"Damn it! Let you dead creatures taste the power of the Five Thunders and Demonic Talisman!"

Looking at these tenacious necromantic leaders, Herman The wrinkled old face also skipped a bit of fierceness, and then backhanded, and instantly took out a magical charm of sky blue from the spirit ring.