Regarding whether Zhang Xiaoqiang can challenge the Successful Necromantic Association, all parties have different statements.

There are many people who support Zhang Xiaoqiang, and firmly believe that Zhang Xiaoqiang will definitely be able to challenge the president of the Successful Necromantic Association, because Zhang Xiaoqiang is the first strong man in the new rise, and Zhang Xiaoqiang has been in the limelight recently.

There are supporters, of course, there are opponents, who think that Zhang Xiaoqiang's challenge to the Necromantic Association is doomed to failure, and their reason is that the Necromantic Association is too powerful, far from the kind of strength that the Blood Clan and the Dark Legion can compare.

In addition to having the president and the major necromancers, the Necromantic Association also has a natural advantage, that is, the headquarters of the Necromantic Association is built on the ruins of an ancient battlefield, and tens of thousands of soldiers are buried under this ruin.

To fight at the headquarters of the Necromantic Society, the first thing to defeat is not the necromancer and the president, but the death breath accumulated by tens of thousands of soldiers for thousands of years, which is the most terrifying place.

This is where the Necronomicon Guild is more terrifying than the Dark Legion and the Bloodline.

Those who can be completely unafraid of the death aura of the Necromantic Association are the kind of cultivators who have particularly strong willpower, or those who have strong spiritual power.

The strength shown by Zhang Xiaoqiang only proves that he is a master of cultivation, and does not mean that his spiritual power is very strong, which is why some Western cultivators are not optimistic about Zhang Xiaoqiang.

However, these Western cultivators were destined to be disappointed, because they didn't know that Zhang Xiaoqiang was an immortal cultivator, and he was an all-round immortal cultivator, in addition to cultivating cultivation and supernatural martial arts, Zhang Xiaoqiang also had the power of cultivating the secret art of the flesh body and the power of the divine soul.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's divine soul is particularly powerful, his flaming divine eye is enough to burn all evil spirits, and Western cultivators still have less to deal with Zhang Xiaoqiang, and those who deal with Zhang Xiaoqiang have become dead people, and they don't know the strength of Zhang Xiaoqiang's divine soul power.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's Divine Soul Secret Technique can be said to kill all Western spiritual power masters in seconds.

This time, Zhang Xiaoqiang was destined to let these Western cultivators who were not optimistic about him lose.

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The headquarters of the Necronomion Society is in the northwestern part of France.

Zhang Xiaoqiang came to the headquarters of the Necromantic Society, and Edgeworth descended.

"Bang ......"

When Zhang Xiaoqiang landed on the realm of the Necromantic Association, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt a breath of death, a very strong and strong breath of death.

The place is a jungle and mass graves, and there are no modern buildings.

Zhang Xiaoqiang released his divine soul and sensed that there were countless white bones buried in the ground of this place.

"Ancient Battlefield ......"

Zhang Xiaoqiang immediately thought of the origin of this place.

Only on the ancient battlefield will there be tens of thousands of white bones, and there will be such a strong breath of death.

The Necronomicon Association is really evil enough, and most people are afraid of avoiding the ancient battlefield, but the Necromantic Association has established its headquarters in this kind of place, specializing in absorbing the corpse qi, resentment, ghost qi and death aura left over from the ancient battlefield.

In terms of the degree of evil, the Necronomicon Society is many times more evil than the Dark Legion.

"Jie Ji ......"

A white skeleton jumped up from the ground and pounced towards Zhang Xiaoqiang.

Zhang Xiaoqiang held the black dragon bone spur in his hand, used the black dragon bone spur as a sword, and aimed at the white bone spur with a sword.

"Click!"

This white skeleton fell apart as soon as it was touched by the black dragon bone spurs.

The black dragon bone spur is a holy weapon that is tempered from the spine of the ancient creature black dragon in the western world, the black dragon is a powerful creature, which happens to be the nemesis of the evil thing, the black dragon bone spur is the bone quenching of the black dragon's body, and it is a powerful holy weapon, so this white skeleton will fall apart as soon as it encounters the black dragon bone spur.

"President of the Necromantic Association, Huaxia Zhang Xiaoqiang came to challenge and came out to fight with me......"

Zhang Xiaoqiang poured the true qi of his whole body, and roared loudly like thunder.

"Boom......"

A necromancer with a strong aura of death rushed out with dozens of necromancers.

These necromancers all have death-filled scepters, or white bone spurs, in their hands.

The leading necromancer with a strong aura of death was the one who was deliberately let go by Zhang Xiaoqiang last time.

"Zhang Xiaoqiang, you're finally here......"

The necromancer looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang and said with a wicked smile.

Zhang Xiaoqiang said: "I slaughtered a few vampire bats and killed the Dark Emperor Knight, now it's time to take your necromantic association, is your president a shrunken turtle, don't you dare to come out and fight me?"

The necromancer said, "Haha, Zhang Xiaoqiang, you are too rampant, what kind of character is our general chief? Why do you make an appointment with him? If you want to kill you, why do you need the general chief to take action?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang said: "It's you who are rampant, I want to slaughter you, like slaughtering a chicken, last time I deliberately let you go, let you show me the way!"

The necromancer said: "Zhang Xiaoqiang, your calculation is good, I also know that you deliberately let me lead the way, why don't I want to lure you to kill you? With personal combat strength alone, I am indeed inferior to you, you have even defeated the Dark Emperor Knight, your personal combat effectiveness is indeed good, but, don't forget what place this is? This is the headquarters of the Necromantic Association, the most powerful thing in the Necromantic Association is not personal combat power, but the breath of death brought by the ruins of the powerful ancient battlefield, I can destroy you casually with a necromantic formation!" ”

"Really?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang shrugged his shoulders senselessly, a disdainful smile on the corner of his mouth.

"White Bone Necromancy Array, ......"

The necromancer shouted.

"Boom, Boom, Boom......"

Countless white skeletons were propped up from the ground.

Thousands of white skeletons swarmed towards Zhang Xiaoqiang, and it was disgusting just to look at these rushing white skeletons.

Zhang Xiaoqiang waved the black dragon bone spur.

"Sneer......"

A powerful black dragon murderous aura was killed from the black dragon bone spur.

The murderous aura of the black dragon picked up a circle in the air and swung out with Zhang Xiaoqiang as the center.

"Sneer, sneer, sneer......"

The white bone skeleton that was hit by the black dragon's murderous aura fell apart in an instant.

But there are too many white bone skeletons, tens of thousands, and it is difficult for Zhang Xiaoqiang to kill them with a few casual swings

"Haha, Zhang Xiaoqiang, you can have fun with these white bone skeletons......"

The necromancer laughed wickedly.

In the eyes of the necromancer, Zhang Xiaoqiang was surrounded by tens of thousands of white bone skeletons, even if his black dragon bone spurs were powerful, Zhang Xiaoqiang had the moment when his physical strength was overdrawn.

When Zhang Xiaoqiang's physical strength was exhausted, he would strike with all his strength and kill Zhang Xiaoqiang with one blow.

"Boom ......"

Zhang Xiaoqiang flew into the sky, stepping on the void, like a god and demon.

Looking down, on the ground, tens of thousands of white skeletons surged.

"The Sword Comes ......"

Zhang Xiaoqiang drank it, and the golden holy sword clenched in his hand.

(End of chapter)