Peerless God of War

"Qingyan Immortal Fire, go."

Chen Xiao made a move with his right hand, and a terrifying blue flame with gold appeared in his hand. As soon as this flame appeared, even the undead people felt fear and subconsciously drifted further, not daring to near.

Even though he had been dead for who knows how long, he was still scared from the bottom of his soul.

Even Chen Xiao was a little surprised by this.

But this is an absolute good thing for him. The stronger the Qingyan Immortal Fire in his hand, the more confident he will be.

The next moment, Qingyan Fairy Fire directly enveloped Dou Heng, and his body and soul were ignited together.

"Ah, no, it's so hot. What is this?"

In despair, Dou Heng finally came to his senses, but it was meaningless at this time. All that was waiting for him was death and endless darkness.

In the midst of Dou Heng's wailing, his soul began to be burned out and wiped out bit by bit, and finally turned into ashes all over the sky, dissipating into nothingness.

Dou Heng, die.

"receive."

At this time, Chen Xiao made a slight move with his right hand, and a gorgeous ring fell into his hand. It was Dou Heng's storage ring. Chen Xiao deliberately kept it and did not destroy the storage ring together.

With his spiritual thoughts swept away, a happy smile suddenly appeared on Chen Xiao's face, and he said: "The harvest is good, this guy is quite rich, and it is not worth taking such a big risk for me."

This battle can be described as thrilling, with life and death on the line.

If he wasn't careful, he might have been killed, but with all his strength and all his cards, he was still able to kill Dou Heng in the end.

In this case, it is worth it.

"Woo~"

At this time, the undead man who had been floating silently above his head began to cry like a baby, crying very sadly and heartbroken.

While it was crying, the gray fog on its body slowly began to dissipate and slowly fade away.

"How is this going?"

Chen Xiao was a little confused about this. Now he had lost control over the Undead and could no longer simply order him to act like before.

In other words, has the Undead restored its own memory?

Once the Necromancer regained his memory, after witnessing the tragic situation of the tribal ruins in front of him, he cried sadly. At the same time, the obsession in his heart began to pass away, and the Necromancer himself slowly began to began to dissipate.

Thinking of this, Chen Xiao had a clear understanding in his heart.

"Rest in peace, thank you very much."

Chen Xiao raised his head, looked at the undead in mid-air, and said softly.

If he had not had the help of the undead just now, he would not have been able to kill Dou Heng so easily. Once Dou Heng escaped, it would be extremely difficult to hunt him down.

So this thank you is also appropriate.

I don’t know if the Necromancer heard his thanks. Gradually, the Necromancer completely dissipated in mid-air amid the increasingly weaker cries.

Along with his former tribe and his beloved princess, they disappeared into the distant time and space.

Seeing this, Chen Xiao sighed sadly.

"That's all, let's leave here first and find a place to completely erase the marks on our body. I don't know how many other pursuers will be attracted by killing this person. I hope it's not too late."

For Chen Xiao, killing Dou Heng has temporarily relieved the crisis, but a bigger crisis is still brewing.

"Walk."

…

In Baishi City, the Dou family's residence.

Luxurious courtyards and splendid buildings, one after another, are extremely luxurious. During this period, there were waves of calls for cultivation, which could not be heard without stopping, creating a scene full of vitality.

In the deepest part of the Dou Mansion, there is such a strange secret room, surrounded by hundreds of guards, and inside the secret room is the soul tablet of the core figure of the Dou family.

Under the huge wall in between, there are huge altar tables on three sides, with no less than a hundred soul tablets of various sizes placed on them, and the most conspicuous among them are the five purple soul jade tablets placed in the middle.

Those who are qualified to use the Purple Soul Card are all powerful Tribulation Immortals and are the core of the Dou family.

Below, there are two core disciples of the Dou family, guarding him day and night, and they are meditating silently.

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound, which could be heard in this silent secret room, and the two of them woke up at once.

Subconsciously, the two of them looked up, trying to determine which soul tablet was broken.

Soon, the eyes of the two people kept widening, widening, and widening again, and then there was only endless fear in their eyes.

"this……"

"It's impossible. How could it be that Ancestor Dou Heng's soul card was broken? This..."

The two core disciples of the Dou family looked at each other with fear in their eyes, and their expressions changed drastically.

They know better than anyone else what the broken soul card means.

The shattering of the soul tablet means that the person dies and the lamp is extinguished. It is not only the death of the body, but the death of the soul in the true sense. The soul has been wiped out, and the dead can no longer die.

You must know that Dou Heng is a strong man in the middle stage of the Immortal Tribulation. He is the absolute pillar and mainstay of the Dou family. He will definitely die. Such a big event is like a bolt from the blue for the entire Dou family.

"Go and report to the head of the family quickly. There must be no delay." A core disciple said quickly.

"Yes, I'll go right away."

Soon, Dou Qianhu, the head of the Dou family, got the news. After a gust of cold wind, a terrifying figure shrouded in blood came into the secret room.

"Meet the head of the family."

Seeing Dou Qianhu appear, the core disciple who stayed behind knelt down and shouted cautiously.

Dou Qianhu was burly and looked majestic. He was even more majestic when he walked, but at this time, he had a trace of sadness and sorrow on his body, and Dou Qianhu was often the most terrifying at this time.

Dou Qianhu stepped forward and took a look at Dou Heng's broken purple soul card. His face was terribly gloomy.

"When did it happen?" He asked the disciple without turning his head.

"Just now." The disciple didn't even dare to breathe and hurriedly replied.

"You go down. This matter must not be made public. Do you understand?" Dou Qianhu said in a deep voice and gave him a warning.

Hearing this, the core disciple's heart skipped a beat, and a line of cold sweat immediately flowed down his forehead. This silent pressure made him feel extremely terrible.

In his opinion, Dou Qianhu should be furious about this, but he didn't expect that he would hold back his anger, and the more he held back, the more terrible it was.

Because the longer you hold back your anger, the more violent and shocking it will be when it explodes.

At this moment, Dou Qianhu was like this in the eyes of this disciple.