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The sound of the dragon's chant reverberates in the void, and an incomparable dragon power blooms from doutian. On his head, there is a huge shadow like a lion but with a dragon's tail.

"Dragon mastiff!" The crowd screamed out, eyes full of incredible color.

The battle soul of Sanpin Tiandao is not in Xianfu Tianchen, how can it appear in doutian?

Xianfu Mingxuan's eyes were red and he said angrily, "why is my son's war spirit on me?"

"My red flame yunjiao's war soul, swallowed his dragon mastiff's war soul, then changed into what it looks like now." Doutian grinned, cold-blooded and heartless.

Even when his anger reached the extreme, doutian still kept a trace of reason and made a casual excuse. He didn't dare to say it was because of Suo Hun Zhu.

"Where's my son?" Xianfu Mingxuan almost stormed away and hit doutian with one blow.

"Didn't I tell you that he went to another world?" Doutian evil smile, the Dragon mastiff's soul roared up to the sky, then disappeared instantly, into doutian's blood, in a flash, doutian felt his strength was several times stronger, even better than the immortal gold body.

However, the immortal body still has something that the Dragon mastiff's fighting spirit can't compare with, that is, the ability of recovery, but the time of using the immortal body is limited, and doutian doesn't want to use it for the time being.

"You did kill him?" Xianfu Mingxuan is completely exposed, and his eyes are full of cold killing intention.

"Don't worry, I will soon reunite you father and son!" Doutian's eyes are cold and merciless. His steps move suddenly, and his killing intention is huge.

The power of Sanpin Tiandao's war spirit was not so terrible. Even the void trembled. Xianfu Mingxuan almost couldn't stand still, but he soon recovered.

"Thousands of miles of ice!" Xianfu and Mingxuan burst out and drank. Within thousands of feet, it was frozen into an ice sculpture, and a bone chilling feeling was around doutian.

Fortunately, the immortal sword world resisted all the chill. However, countless ice swords came from all directions. It had to be said that Xianfu Mingxuan was much stronger than Gong Huyan.

After a few breath, the sword world was broken by countless ice swords. Doutian stepped on the sword step to dodge, but he was still pierced by blood.

"Do you really think that if you kill Gong Hu Yan, you can be our opponent? Hu has just broken through to the realm of Hongmeng God of war. " Seeing doutian's hand, Xianfu Mingxuan sneered and shot again.

Doutian's face is gloomy. He also finds out this problem. Gonghu Yan is not the opponent of Xianfu Mingxuan. Of course, Xianfu Mingxuan can easily hurt him because doutian has not used Shura's wings.

"Why, my injury?" Doutian almost screamed out suddenly. He found out strangely that the wound he had just been pierced by the ice sword stuttered quickly, and all the damage disappeared.

What a terrible resilience!

Dou Tianxin was surprised. If you can't kill the golden body, you can recover quickly. Now you just let the Dragon mastiff melt into the blood. Does the Dragon mastiff have the ability to cure?

Doutian shakes his head. The battle spirit of the Dragon mastiff can strengthen the body and has a little healing ability, but it is definitely not so fast.

If not, what is it?

"Blood?" Doutian God's feeling was moving. He found that the blood in his body was boiling, and the purpose of the terrible slaughter was to roar. He thought in his heart, "is it really the power of blood?"

Before he could figure out what was going on, Xianfu Mingxuan appeared not far away from him, clapping his hands, with an angry look: "how dare you ignore me? I'll peel you alive

Dou Tian wakes up with a start. He blows a sword with a sword and smashes his palms. However, he is still patted in the chest by a huge icy palm. His viscera suddenly trembles and spits out several mouthfuls of blood. His body flies back hundreds of feet before he can be stabilized.

"Old three!" A roar came from afar, and a black phoenix flew in. The whole sky was dyed black. It was Lin Feng who came.

"Doutian, have a good look at how your brother died!" With a ferocious smile, Xianfu Mingxuan enveloped Lin Feng in the field of ice and snow.

When he heard that doutian had killed his son Xianfu Tianchen, he vowed to make doutian regret coming to this world.

"Boss, don't come here!" Doutian yells, but it's too late. Lin Feng is covered by several icy palms and can't escape.

Doutian's feet step on the light of thousands of miles, incarnate in lightning, and his sorrow is now in front of Lin Feng. When the Shura sword trembles in his hand, several sharp lights flash.

Poof, poof! The palms of the ice broke, but the two still came from behind. After a while, Lin Feng swept out and collided with the palms of the ice.

The black flame burned the palms of the two cold ice, and instantly evaporated completely.

"Third, you're OK. Be careful." Lin Feng left a word and disappeared in place.

Doutian's face showed a brilliant smile, looking at Lin Feng's back and Guan Xiaoqi and fat man in the distance, he said, "it seems that I underestimate the strength of my brothers."

All along, doutian has been trying to protect the fat man and Guan Xiaoqi, but he has no real understanding of the strength of the fat man and Guan Xiaoqi.Lin Feng, in particular, hasn't been seen for a year or two, and his strength has been unfathomable. He is not much weaker than eight steeds in holy city, but he has never had the chance to show himself.

"Come again!" Doutian sword trembles and pours at Xianfu Mingxuan again.

"Hum, mole ants are just mole ants after all. Do you want to shine with the sun and the moon?" Xianfu Mingxuan snorted coldly. His voice was so disdainful.

Fighting with doutian for such a long time, he has always been in the upper hand. Although he can't kill doutian in a short time, he is confident that he will grind doutian to death sooner or later.

As a matter of fact, Xianfu Mingxuan has been suppressing doutian. The palm of ice and the sword of ice are constantly pounding on doutian. Doutian is bleeding, and his body is crumbling, as if he would fall down at any time.

"Come again!" Doutian drinks lightly, and his eyes are clear to the extreme. A series of terrible swords bloom from him. Compared with before, the momentum is not reduced at all. On the contrary, it gives people a more and more powerful illusion.

Xianfu Mingxuan eyebrows pick, doutian like a can't kill Xiaoqiang general, Xiaoming is not generally strong, this let his heart rose a kind of uneasiness.

He was right about this idea, because doutian was scarred on the surface, but his body was not seriously affected. He just lost some blood and looked pale.

In fact, Dou Tian's heart is also very restless, because his body has absorbed all the damage that Xianfu Mingxuan brought him.

Can the body absorb damage?

Doutian can't understand why his body has become so strong, but it is undoubtedly a good thing for him.

After fighting Xianfu Mingxuan for such a long time, doutian found that his body's regeneration ability reached a terrible level.

Even doutian had a little insight into the fourth immortal will and could reach that realm at any time.

"This time, I will kill you with one blow!" There was a trace of ruthlessness on Xianfu Mingxuan's face.

His momentum rapidly rose. When he reached a peak, Xianfu Mingxuan said, "the seventh style of extreme ice, absolutely frozen!"