Refining Immortal Divine Cauldron

"Wang Li! You...!"

Looking at Wang Li with a vulture face behind him, Zhang Han’s eye socket cracked, and he stopped talking. It seemed that he couldn't think that the other party would suddenly attack him.

After all, I am the Great Elder of the Sutuo tribe, and the other party is the Second Elder of the Sutuo tribe. I have worked together in the tribe for many years and have a close relationship.

Faced with the birth of the Demon Sword, Zhang Han actually had his own thoughts in his heart. He originally planned to join forces with Wang Li, after all, there are only two of them left in the expert of the Shoutuo tribe.

However, Zhang Han did not expect that the other party would come and stab herself, which would injure herself severely.

"Why!"

Perceived that the vitality in his body is fading rapidly, the next moment Zhang Han is also running Essence Power, flicking the black dagger in front of his chest with a palm, hissing lowly road.

He knew very well in his heart that Martial Artist killed people for profit.

Wang Li chose to suddenly turn back and betray the Shou Tuo tribe. He must have his own purpose.

"Big brother, I'm very sorry, but I am actually not a member of your Sutuo tribe."

"As early as at first, I became your leader because of an internal response sent by patriarch. The Second Elder of Tuo Tribe is just a planned thing, and this is the last time I call you big brother..."

Faced with Zhang Han’s questioning, Wang Li also jumped into the air and came. When he reached Indra's side, there was a trace of joking at the corner of his mouth.

"Zhang Han, today is your death date..."

In the previous blow, he had already severely injured Zhang Han, and he was still fatally wounded. Heart veins are all shattered.

Even if he doesn't make a move next, the opponent will die suddenly because of excessive blood loss.

"Traitor! Wang Li, you must not die...!"

Looking at Wang Li who was not far away, Zhang Han was also furious, and the next moment turned around immediately. The Essence Power around his body slightly stopped the blood on his chest. However, the Essence Power aura on his body continued to decline, and soon he fell to the tenth Martial Master Realm, and his strength was greatly reduced.

It can be seen that Zhang Han’s chest was reddened by blood dyed at this time, and his heart veins were all shattered by that black dagger. Now it’s good to be able to maintain half of his strength, even one. Martial Master Realm 8th layer expert can easily solve him.

"Old Guy, his mouth was hard when he died..."

Glanced again at Zhang Han, who was badly injured, next moment Wang Li was also coldly smiled, and then moved towards the side Indra’s cup hand to hold fist, said respectfully: “Because of patriarch, the small task has been completed. Please also ask patriarch to personally kill this old thief.” In Wang Li’s view, he Since their identity has been exposed, then we must kill a witness to silence them.

"No, Zhang Han, the Old Guy, leave it to you..."

Faced with Wang Li’s request for credit, Indra waved his hand, seemingly not Disdainful of doing it yourself, the next moment's gaze is swept towards Du Qing and the others not far away, faintly said: "The five tribes have been split for so long, now it's time to reunite..."

At this time, facing Wang Li's sudden betrayal of the Shoutuo tribe, Du Qing, Hull and the surviving Martial Artists were also complexion slightly changed, their expressions were surprised, and it seemed that there was no came back to his senses.

"Second Elder Wang Li of the Sutuo tribe is actually from Indra?!"

"didn't expect this Old Guy to be inserted in Sutuo As the chess piece of the tribe, Indra really has the ambition to unify the five tribes...!"

"In this way, maybe the other tribes also have internal responses...!"

After all, the Borneo tribe is the most powerful tribe among the five tribes. At the same time, patriarch Indra is also the only Martial Spirit realm one-level expert. From the perspective of paper strength, if the other four tribes do not unite , The other party does have the capital to unify the five tribes.

"Indra, what do you mean, do you want to unify the five tribes?"

His eyes are solemn, next moment Hull also takes a step forward, and then he asks. The tone was somber as stagnant.

After all, since the opponent can place a piece of Wangli in the Shoutuo tribe, there are also methods to place it in other tribes. At present, Indra’s ambition is already known to everyone in Sima Zhao’s heart, and he is natural. Don't be polite with each other.

As the patriarch of the Vaisha tribe, Hull is naturally impossible to surrender easily and give way to the Vaisha tribe.

"Family name Yin, do you really treat us as a decoration!"

Hull tone barely fell, Du Qing flew out likewise, with the giant sword in his hand pointing straight to the opposite side. Indra in the distance, his tone of ice-cold saying, his eyes are full of vigilance.

Although the opponent is the Essence Power cultivation base of Martial Spirit, he and Hull are both veteran half-step Martial Spirit experts, and their strength is not weaker than the ordinary Martial Spirit.

Apart from this, Indra is only a helper by Wang Li, and their Kshatriya tribe and Vaisha tribe each have several Martial Master Realm experts surviving, if the two sides really fight, which one wins It's hard to say which one will lose.

The worst result is nothing more than both sides suffer.

"If the people of the five tribes fight for a while, maybe they can fish in troubled waters..."

"I don’t know who will have the last laugh... ”

Not far away, I saw Indra and Du Qing, Hull and the others fighting each other, and there was a tendency to start fighting. Several loose cultivators in the half-step Martial Spirit realm are also very tacitly agreeable. The land retreated to the rear, obviously not planning to intervene in the fight of the five tribes, it was sitting atop a mountain to watch the tigers fight.

.....

At the same time, on the other side of the ruins

"shua!"

Get Indra's Instructed, next moment Wang Li also jumped and came to Zhang Han, who was seriously injured, and blasted out with a palm at the same time.

"Bah! pu chi...!"

A palm was heavily printed on Zhang Han’s chest, the next moment Zhang Han also spit a mouthful of blood again, At the same time, his body shot violently behind the ruins, and finally fell to the ground fiercely, his breath suddenly dropped to a very low point, it seemed that he was not far from death.

"Die!"

A palm hit Zhang Han, Wang Lizheng wanted to win the pursuit, but the next moment was stopped by a gray robe silhouette, and then he was forced to retreat and fell to the ground. On a clearing behind.

"Boy, although you are Raging Yang Sect dísciple, but the old man advises you not to be nosy, this is an internal matter of our Sutuo tribe..."

Looking at Fei Ren standing quietly opposite, Wang Li also had his eyes slightly narrowed at this time, and his old face showed a trace of vigilance.

The opponent is Raging Yang Sect dísciple, and his strength is very strong. From the previous opponent’s move to kill the Three-legged Golden Crow, it can be seen that without Indra’s help, he is not Fei Ren’s. opponent.

"Go by yourself, or let me do it?"

Ignoring Wang Li's threat, Fei Ren's gaze was always fixed on the ground with weak aura Zhang Han, only indifferently said.

"Damn it!"

Hearing this, Wang Li's face was also blue, but he had no choice but to withdraw and return to Indra with an anguished expression. beside.

After all, he is not Fei Ren's opponent, and the opponent wants to kill him very easily.

"Shua! Shua!"

Strongs of golden Essence Power gush out from Fei Ren’s dantian, and then slowly flow into Zhang Han’s chest injury, but the next moment is The opponent raised his hand to interrupt.

"Great Elder senior, you..."

Seeing Zhang Han raising his hand to interrupt his Essence Power healing, Fei Ren was also taken aback.

The other party seems to know that time is limited and does not intend to waste the effort.

"I'm late, didn't expect Wang Li, this guy is a traitor to your Sutuo tribe." He glanced at the badly injured Zhang Han, Fei Ren frowned.

If he takes the shot earlier, he might be able to save the opponent. Now the opponent's heart is broken, and he is already weak.

"It doesn't need to be...my chest is broken, even if I have Essence Power to continue my life, I won't be able to live long..." With a sad smile, Zhang Han who looked pale also raised his eyes and looked towards Fei Ren in front of him, then tremblingly pointed his finger at Wang Li, who was not far away.

"Fei Ren boy...the old man had only one request before he died...Please also help me kill the rebel...clean the door!"

When the voice fell, Zhang Han also tilted his head to the side, completely cut off his breath.