Under Dou Xiaotian's shout, the light in the thousand killing spears in his hands bloomed, and a thousand soul phantoms appeared in a moment!

This thousand soul phantoms, every breath is very terrifying!

The Thousand Killing Spear, which had killed a thousand powerful cultivators back then, and the remnant souls and grievances of these cultivators were all sucked into the spear, so the Thousand Killing Spear became stronger and stronger!

At this moment, the former Dao Soul Phantom flew out, and each Soul Phantom suddenly shattered and changed!

In fact, these thousand soul phantoms were all incarnated soul spears rushing to kill!

"Bang Bang ......"

Buyun, Polar Electricity, Four Companies, Seven Stars, No Trace, and Five Swords are directly bombarded with many gun souls!

For a while, in the sky, the gun soul and the sword shadow kept colliding, and the battle became more and more intense!

"Xiao Xuan, look at the gun!"

Dou Xiaotian was holding a thousand killing guns, and the whole person was rushing towards Chu Yan at great speed!

At this moment, if his whole person is integrated with the thousand killing guns in his hands, at this moment, he has truly achieved the unity of people and guns!

"This sword alone can't protect you, kill!"

Dou Xiaotian's shot stabbed directly at the Ten Thousand Imperial Sword in front of Chu Yan!

"Bang!"

This blow is extremely terrifying, although the Ten Thousand Blades are extraordinary, but now they are only the body of the sword soul after all, and the Thousand Killing Spear is now the real body!

At this moment, the Ten Thousand Edges were blasted!

Dou Xiaotian shouted: "Xiao Xuan, suffer death!"

At this moment, a voice sounded in his ears:

"I have a sword, the name is 'sacrificing my body', sacrificing myself for a sword, the sword of man is one, sacrificing one's life for righteousness, giving up oneself, turning into a sword, and killing all things!!"

Then, Dou Xiaotian's eyes flickered, and he only felt a sword light flickering, but Xiao Xuan's figure disappeared!

If it is between heaven and earth, there is only that sword light left!

"Bang!"

This sword light was extremely fast, and Dou Xiaotian didn't have time to react at all, he was pierced through his chest by this sword light!

In the sky, countless sword souls shattered!

Dou Xiaotian looked down at his chest, a little incredulous!

In the last blow, Xiao Xuan's strange disappearance made him unable to understand!

Chu Yan's figure emerged from a distance, and the Supreme Seven Sword Sword Soul floated outside his body again, and there was a blood hole in his left arm, which was pierced by the Thousand Killing Spear, so Chu Yan sacrificed his sword and the sword to unite the sword, so he naturally had to suffer some losses!

However, the blood hole quickly condensed again, and in the end, no wounds were left, Chu Yan is left arm is the left arm of the Heavenly Demon, so he is naturally not afraid of injury.

Zhong Qiushui and the others kept watching from a distance, and their expressions were almost sluggish at the moment.

The horror of this battle was unimaginable to them, and at this moment they also understood why Senior Brother Xiao didn't let them join the war, because not only would they not be able to help much if they participated in the war, but they would probably die in it.

"You're a soul body......"

At this moment, Chu Yan looked at Dou Xiaotian with a look of surprise in his eyes.

This Dou Xiaotian, there is a hole in the chest, which is pierced under the unity of Chu Yan's sword, but there is no blood and water in it, but it exudes a crystal brilliance, it can be seen that this Dou Xiaotian is not immortal in the flesh like Bao San Fat, but the soul is immortal.

"I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it, I lost!"

A smile appeared in Dou Xiaotian's eyes, and the hole above his body gradually recovered, but at this moment, his face was already very pale!

Obviously, his spirit was damaged, and the Thousand Killing Spear in his hand had also returned to its original form.

The hearts of the people rejoiced.

This Dou Xiaotian is defeated, which means that Ming, the inheritance of this Dou clan will belong to Senior Brother Xiao.

"You are just a soul body, I can't win, but this time, I won't back down!"

Chu Yan opened his mouth and said.

Just the soul body is so strong, if it still has a physical body, Chu Yan secretly thinks that if he wants to win today, it is not so easy!

"It's a pity, I have only cultivated to the second realm of my Dou Clan's ancient sacrifice alchemy, if I have cultivated to the third realm, even if it is only a soul body today, you are not my opponent!"

Dou Xiaotian had a bit of regret in his eyes.

The secret art of the Dou clan is divided into three realms, one realm is more difficult than the other, the younger generation of the entire Dou clan, and only his eldest brother was the only one who cultivated to the third realm, and although he was talented, he only cultivated to the second realm.

"Three Realms ......"

When Chu Yan heard this, he looked forward to it even more!

This Dou clan's secret technique, through the guò fights, he also has a little understanding.

The first realm, called 'Psychic', can summon the ancient spirits of antiquities.

The second realm, called 'True Body', can summon the ancient true body of antiquities.

And in the third realm, Chu Yan is already a little afraid to resemble, because these first two realms are already very strong.

At this moment, a familiar voice interrupted Chu Yan's thoughts:

"Boy, I didn't expect you to really come this far!"

At this moment, Dou Xiaotian was already stunned there, because the wooden man in his arms shook, and the elder brother's divine thought that he had left in his mind disappeared.

"Whoosh!"

I saw that a wooden man in Dou Xiaotian's arms flew directly into the sky!

Above the wooden man, the veins appeared, and finally the wooden man transformed into the figure of a cultivator!

"Brother......

At this moment, Dou Xiaotian burst into tears, looking at this back, his voice trembled.

"Xiaotian, you have grown up, don't cry your nose anymore!"

This figure turned his head, and on the handsome face that was eight points similar to Dou Xiaotian, a doting color was revealed.

"Brother, it's really you, it's really you......"

Dou Xiaotian couldn't help it, and rushed forward directly, he had too many questions in his heart, he didn't know why his brother didn't come back then, why the clan suffered drastic changes, why, he was left alone to carry a qiē, this qiē, why?

The handsome young man looked at Dou Xiaotian and said: "Okay, my brother will fight with him today, if he wins, this qiē, my brother will sue you today, but if he loses, this qiē will continue to be dusty!"

Dou Xiaotian saw something from this gaze, and finally nodded.

The handsome man turned his head, looked at Chu Yan and smiled, "Boy, we meet again!"

"Senior, I didn't expect that in this last battle, my opponent would be you!"

A flash of surprise also flashed in Chu Yan's eyes.

Because the person in front of him is the mysterious man in the central ancient hall, although he has lost all the scars on his face now, and he is extremely handsome, but this voice is the same, and this breath is also exactly the same, so Chu Yan can be sure that the two are one person.

However, at this moment, the aura on his body is much weaker than at the time of the ancient palace, and it is obvious that this is not all of his soul descending, but just a trace of his soul power!

"My body is just a divine thought, but even with this divine thought, I use my Dou Clan's Ancient Sacrifice Alchemy Third Realm Atavistic Realm, and my strength is comparable to that of a peak cultivator in the middle stage of the merger, and even stronger than a line, do you dare to fight?"

The mysterious man looked at Chu Yan with a hint of war intent in his eyes!

"I, why don't you dare?"

Chu Yan said lightly, took a step forward, and spoke.

"My name is Dou Death, millions of years ago, I was the first person of the younger generation of my Dou Clan, win me, my Dou Clan inheritance, it is yours!"

Dou Yan looked at Chu Yan and said lightly, and then, with a wave of his big hand, the silver spear in Dou Xiaotian's hand was held in his hand.

"I will win this battle!"

At this moment, Chu Yan's heart was also stirred.

"My Dou clan ancient sacrifice alchemy, divided into three realms, soul, true body, atavism, now, I will fight with you with the power of a thousand kills and atavistic ancestors!"

Dou Yan spoke, and then he stretched out two fingers of his left hand and pointed them on his forehead.

"The power of the ancestors, now!"

Then, it snapped its fingers at the silver spear.

Immediately, the entire silver spear suddenly shattered, turning into a silver point of light, and under that piece of silver light, another piece of silver mist floated out, and that piece of silver mist spread rapidly, instantly covering the entire area, for a while, if it had passed through the flood years, experienced the changes of all things, and the breath from the ancient times roared out from it!

I saw that a behemoth with a length of thousands of feet was faintly revealed in that silver mist!

In the end, that silver mist was completely absorbed by the behemoth!

Finally Chu Yan saw his true face!

Immediately, I couldn't help but gasp!

"Is this the atavistic thing of the Thousand Killing Spear?"

Chu Yan couldn't help but sigh at what was in front of him.

This is a thousand-footed centipede phantom that is thousands of feet long, its body is covered with silver scales the size of the mouth of the tank, and the breath is actually somewhat similar to that in the Thousand Killing Spear, the thousand feet, each of which is extremely sharp, if it is...... A gun!

"Whew!"

This thousand-legged centipede roared, and immediately an incomparably vicissitudes of life aura spread out, and the materialized silver sound wave spread towards Chu Yan!

This breath has already reached the peak of the middle stage of the merger, and even half a foot has stepped into the late stage of the merger!

Chu Yan didn't move in place, surrounded by the Supreme Seven Sword Sword Souls around him, blocking the silver sound wave, even so, the cold wind also made Chu Yan dance wildly, and the wind blade hit his cheeks, all with a sense of pain!

"This, this is the atavistic thing of my Dou clan's supreme thousand killing spears, the silver spirit thousand-footed centipede!"

ps: Readers, don't speculate, Xiao Qian is a pure man, a pure Northeast man, one meter eight five tall, born in 92, you can call me Xiao Qian if you are older than me, you can call me Brother Qian, as for other titles, cough cough, forget it!