In the dinsion where the old hen resides, those three Corpse Wax Crows remain in the darkness, unaffected in the slightest.
Zhou Qing glanced at the old hen swimming away, sighed lightly, and with a single hand gesture, the rusty, tetanus blade appeared in his hand.
"So be it. Let see just how strong I am now!"
Before the words fell, Zhou Qing had already transford into a streak, charging towards the crow on the left.
The Broken Sword suddenly erupted with a dazzling azure light, countless Sword Qi pouring down like a galaxy, enveloping the crow.
"Caw—"
The crow let out a piercing scream, the Corpse Wax on its wings lting into countless twisted human faces blocking in front.
Sword Qi collided with the human faces, erupting into an earth-shattering roar.
The crow on the right seized the mont, its sharp beak wrapped in a foul wind, thrusting straight at Zhou Qing's back.
Zhou Qing's spine chilled, yet he did not turn his head, his left hand forming a seal like lightning, instantly unleashing "Thunderstorm teor Kill."
Several streaks of azure thunder crashed down like divine punishnt, forcibly pushing it back dozens of yards.
"At least County Governor-level power!" Zhou Qing gauged their strength in the brief clash.
No wonder the Supre Elder and others could only advance a little each ti they entered, only to be wounded and forced to retreat.
Thus, this forbidden zone remained largely unexplored over generations.
But now, not only was he unafraid, he felt a long-forgotten excitent surge within.
The frustration of previously being casually defeated by them was finally matched today!
"Much stronger than those at the Mixed Elent Sect!" Zhou Qing roared, the Broken Sword buzzing with vibration.
Both crows simultaneously flapped their wings, a putrid gale raising the Blood River waters, thousands of blood arrows carrying a corrosive, bizarre aura.
The Spiritual Shield shattered like paper, Zhou Qing's left shoulder instantly pierced, blood gushing out like a spring.
"Crack!"
Amidst the golden light flow, "Demon-Suppressing Golden Bone" activated automatically.
The shattered shoulder bones reassembled as if ti reversed, leaving not even a scar.
Such recovery power would humble even pure-blooded Demon Beasts.
The battle grew increasingly fierce.
Zhou Qing grew more courageous with setbacks, constantly finding his shortcomings through battle.
During this ti, he utilized all the Divine Power Techniques he currently mastered.
Yet these Corpse Wax Crows, lacking any life aura and sowhat dull, cooperated with such seamless precision.
In a short ti, they left him struggling to keep pace.
"Boom!"
After another intense clash, Zhou Qing was sent flying dozens of yards, crashing heavily into the rock wall.
Blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, his right arm hung limp, evidently fractured, yet it recovered in the blink of an eye.
These two Corpse Wax Crows fared no better; one wing broken, the other's beak cracked.
Just as Zhou Qing raised his sword to fight again, a sudden change occurred!
One crow's form suddenly expanded, then opened its bloody maw, swallowing the other whole!
Afterwards, its body expanded again, the Corpse Wax on its wings lting then solidifying, finally transforming into a dark golden tallic sheen.
Its eye's ghost flas had turned blood-red.
"This aura is... Spirit Severing Realm?"
Zhou Qing's heart tightened.
For now, this crow's aura had truly reached Spirit Severing Realm level.
Even this oppressive feeling was nearly equal to the Peng Emperor and Flood Dragon Emperor.
"Can it be like this?" Zhou Qing was utterly shocked, knowing there was another one lurking in the darkness.
Previously, facing Uncle, there were three crows appearing together, scaring Uncle into jumping down the coffin quickly.
The ensuing battle was utterly one-sided.
Though Zhou Qing fought with all his might, the absolute disparity in strength rendered all techniques ineffective.
His Sword Qi was easily shattered, thunder blocked by wings, and even his strongest Inscription Level divine technique "Hundred Tribulations Blood Curtain" rely pushed it back a few yards.
As his ridians depleted of Spiritual Power, the crow's talons directly pierced through his chest.
Followed by black feathers like rain, the familiar experience of being nailed in the head descended once more…
"Can it be ssed up like this?" Reford into a red light sphere, Zhou Qing's face was filled with astonishnt.
But he truly felt the gap between himself and the Spirit Severing Realm.
"Try again!"
When his Essence Qi and spirit reset again, Zhou Qing's eyes burned with excitent, he charged in again without hesitation.
This ti, even transforming into the second form of Golden Roc True Body, he couldn't catch up moving at such speed to find the old hen.
"Looks bloated, yet swims so fast!"
Zhou Qing stopped helplessly, once more facing those relentless Corpse Wax Crows.
After a bitter struggle, the outco remained the sa.
"Forget it, even if I caught up with the old hen, the main body wouldn't dare go in to bring it out, better see if those coffins can be opened!"
Entering the forbidden zone for the third ti, Zhou Qing had a clear goal.
He swiftly crossed the Blood River, arriving before the second coffin.
The originally rustic coffin was now entwined with countless tree roots, like a python strangling its prey.
"Open!"
Zhou Qing pressed both hands against the coffin, bursting forth with Divinity Transformation Perfection Spiritual Power.
The coffin lid remained unmoved, even the entwined roots showed no sign of loosening.
He then took out the rusty tetanus blade, hacking at the roots, yet not leaving a single mark.
"Almost forgot, tetanus only works on flesh!"
Zhou Qing hurriedly retrieved a chillingly gleaming Spirit Sword from his Storage Bag, and just as the sword's edge was about to touch the roots, a terrifying chill shot from his spine to the back of his neck.
The sensation of being stared at by sothing, identical to when he dug Spiritual Soil under this dead tree for reviving the Enlightennt Ancient Tea Tree!
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