These outer disciples of the Yunqi Sect had joined the sect many years earlier than Ning Qi, but at this critical moment, even their senior brothers called out. Of course Ning Qi was not trying to save them, but just for the dragon-slaying coins.

When the dragon soul saw Ning Qi, it immediately turned its head and bit Ning Qi directly. It even spurted soul flames from its mouth. This kind of flame burned not the body, but the soul!

Ning Qi flicked his finger, and the dragon-swallowing fire instantly hit it. It struggled in mid-air for a few breaths in fear, and then died.

Got another 500 Dragon Slaying Coins!

"How, how is it possible!?"

The few guys who were rescued looked at Ning Qi blankly. How could a dragon soul of level six or above be wiped out like this?

Ning Qi ignored them and rushed towards the next dragon soul.

After they appeared in the dragon cemetery, more and more dragon souls probably smelled the human aura and emerged from the major tombs.

"My mother-in-law, so fierce!"

Duan Yingjun had just arrived when he saw Ning Qi killing another sixth-level dragon soul. He was shocked and said to the old disciples: "Did you see that they are discriminating against our new disciples? Who saved you now!

Remember to give Ning Qi a big gift when you return to the sect, I am his younger brother, just look for me when the time comes!"

"Yes, junior brother, your name is Duan Yingjun, we will remember it."

After escaping from death, these old disciples responded with fear. In fact, their cultivation levels are not weak. They are all four or five-star fighting kings. They can crush Duan Yingjun to death with one hand, but Duan Yingjun has not been able to kill Duan Yingjun since he joined the sect.

He has been following Ning Qi and has long been regarded by them as Ning Qi's number one henchman. Therefore, as Ning Qi becomes stronger, Duan Yingjun's status in their hearts gradually increases.

"It's good to know!"

Duan Yingjun felt so happy that he immediately rushed towards Ning Qi.

At this moment, Tie Bing and the others were surrounded by three sixth-level dragon souls. Situ Yi and others were no better. The people who had been scattered gradually gathered together to deal with the dragon souls. The situation of other forces was similar.

"Sister, let's get out of this hellish place!"

"These dragon souls are coming in endlessly, and they are totally beyond what we can handle!"

Several disciples who had escaped the dragon soul's fatal blow shouted in panic.

"Let's go?" A trace of unwillingness flashed in Tie Bing's eyes, and he struck the dragon soul in front of him heavily on the head with a sword. The dragon soul dissipated for about a breath, and then regrouped. It could be seen that it was a little more transparent than before, with a head of six

It may take dozens of sword blows to kill the dragon soul.

The Yunqi Sect cultivators fought fiercely for it. Now that they have come to such a forbidden area, Tie Bing would definitely not be willing to return empty-handed, so she yelled: "Besiege a dragon soul with all your strength, and kill every one. If

If we go out empty-handed, the elders won't let us go!"

"yes!"

Upon hearing this, all the disciples gritted their teeth and roared as they rushed towards the dragon soul.

Situ Yi and the others were running and fighting back from time to time. Several of the new disciples following him had already died in the mouth of the dragon soul.

They gradually moved closer to Tie Bing and others.

"Brother, these dragon souls have no body and are more difficult to deal with than when they are alive!"

Situ Ren was swept in the chest by the dragon soul's tail, and fell heavily beside Situ Yi. Situ Yi had quick eyes and quick hands, and stabbed out with a sword. Taking advantage of the moment when the dragon soul dissipated, he grabbed Situ Ren who fell to the ground, and Situ Ren, in his eyes

He showed a hint of fear and already had the intention to retreat.

"Second brother, these dragon souls are not too difficult to deal with. Have you noticed that the dragons' IQ is definitely not lower than that of our human race, but these sixth-level dragon souls only know how to run rampant and do not dodge our attacks. As long as they cooperate,

Well, we can kill them too!"

Situ Ming said.

"Sword formation!"

Situ Yi's eyes lit up and he roared. Immediately, seven or eight brothers from the Situ family immediately worked together to set up a sword formation. Sure enough, in the eyes of Dragon Soul, the extremely ordinary sword formation did not know how to break it. He still went on a rampage and was directly killed by Situ.

Yi and others used the sword formation to kill!

"Hahaha! It works! Damn it, kill all these bastards!!"

Situ Ren said ecstatically.

Different from them, Fang Jing and the others seemed very relaxed. Any dragon soul that came over was killed by the three of them. Suddenly, Fang Jing's eyes lit up, she pointed forward and said: "Look,

That’s the altar! The dragon tribe’s altar! It’s where the elders of the tribe worship the ancestral dragon when the dragon tribe is buried. There must be ancient elixirs and ancient fighting tools as tributes! If you’re lucky, you can also find some ancient spiritual herbs.

Let’s rush there quickly!”

The two of them looked in the direction Fang Jing pointed, and saw a mountain there. Halfway up the mountain, there was a huge flat land. On the flat ground, there was a simple altar. On both sides of the altar, there were dragon statues.

They all looked up to the sky and roared!

At this time, a dragon soul suddenly crawled out from the altar. After letting out a silent roar, it rose into the sky and flew towards the three of them.

"Dragon souls come out of the altar. As long as we destroy the altar, they will die, right?"

"Walk!"

The three of them immediately quickened their pace. As they got closer and closer to the altar, more and more sixth-order dragon souls appeared in the altar.

From one at a time, to two at a time, to three at a time, and finally seven or eight at once. Not long after, the three of them were besieged by more than a dozen sixth-order dragon souls!

If there were three or four heads, they could easily handle it, but with more than ten heads, their pressure immediately increased. After a while, wounds appeared on Fang Jing's body.

The other forces, fighting and running, also discovered the existence of the dragon altar.

"It's the Dragon Tribe Altar!"

"Destroy it!"

"Otherwise we will all die here!"

"Even the three members of the Fang family can hardly support it anymore!"

"Everyone, although we don't know each other, we are now in the same place. Facing these dragon souls, we should work together to destroy the altar together. The danger here should be eliminated!"

Someone suggested loudly.

This proposal was approved by the majority of people.

I saw more than a thousand fighting kings, forming the shape of a sharp sword, attacking towards the altar.

"Son of God, these dragon souls are attracted by them, let's take the opportunity to go to the altar and get the treasure first!"

In the darkness, Li Dongshui and others and Hua Wushang hid after killing a few dragon souls. At this time, they were watching everyone fight with the dragon souls.

Hua Wushang nodded: "You go and lure the dragon soul away, and I'll go to the altar."

Li Dongshui was stunned for a moment, and a chill flashed through his heart. When he saw Hua Wushang looking at him intently, a smile appeared on his face: "Of course this kind of work is done by subordinates, sir, wait a moment!"
Chapter completed!