The golden sun hangs high, the top of Tianduan Mountain is dusty, and the spirit is chaotic.

The huge body of the Nine Babies occupied one side, and wisps of blood dripped from the head and severed tail of the explosion towards the ground, making a crackling sound.

Sixteen pairs of bloodthirsty red eyes stared at the ant below that had brought him endless pain and anger with a thick hatred, and the water and fire attribute spirit seeds that were free between heaven and earth gradually converged towards it, and it was gathering spirit children to repair the injured body.

Slowly stretched out his left hand to wipe the blood off the corner of his mouth, Wang Dingtian twisted his neck and made a clicking sound, tightened the fire dragon spear in his hand and looked at Jiu Ying, the red light flashed in his eyes like black jewels, and his battle intent boiled like fire.

The body slowly went down, squatting slightly, Wang Dingtian made a bouncing action, the ground under his feet could not withstand his strength, and with a bang, it quickly cracked and sunk down a large piece, and at the moment of sinking, Wang Dingtian turned into an arrow and shot at Jiuying, where the arrow passed, the void collapsed and was full of burnt-like scorching smell!

Wang Dingtian's movements looked complicated, but he completed them in an instant and shot away.

The nine babies and eight hideous heads looked up to the sky and roared together, and the body shone with a burst of red and blue light, and the original ten-zhang body shrank to three zhang in the last moment, and a dark red spear grazed its shrunken side, narrowly avoiding this fatal blow.

Behind the Nine Infants, Wang Dingtian's figure slowly emerged, dragging the fire dragon spear in his right hand, and couldn't stop wheezing, the blow just now consumed a lot of his spiritual power, but unfortunately it did not cause harm to the Nine Infants.

The shrunken body of the Nine Babies coiled in the void was like a spring, and it shot towards Wang Dingtian with a bang, and it gave up its huge body full of power in exchange for a speed comparable to Wang Dingtian.

Wang Dingtian saw the Nine Babies who shot out, took a deep breath, shouted that it was good, climbed with his legs, stepped on the void under his feet, and shot out like a cannonball, facing the Nine Infants.

Peng~!

Bang~!

Peng~!

All of a sudden, there was a sound of collision on the entire Tianduan Mountain sky, which was the sound of air and space being bombarded.

From time to time, a cloud of blood mist burst out above the sky, like a beautiful and bewitching epiphany.

I saw that the two lights and shadows collided with each other fiercely, and then a cloud of blood mist exploded, and the two lights and shadows quickly separated, and each stopped to one side.

Wang Dingtian stood tall in the void, his white robe stained red by blood, dilapidated, and the colorful spirit ring behind him was dim. There were many wounds on his body, some of them could see the bones inside, beads of blood the size of beans dripped from his body, and his hands were even more tightly grasping the fire dragon gun and trembling.

The nine babies on the opposite side are not much better, the original majestic and hideous nine snake heads, but now there are only three left, and there is a transparent hole next to the heart, if it is a little to the right, its entire heart will also be pierced, and the blood at the broken tail will flow outward like a stream.

A terrible, hateful, fearful hiss sounded in the remaining three heads, and a faint fear appeared in the bloodthirsty eyes, even a living being is afraid of death, and it is no exception, this human on the other side is too strong.

As if he had made up his mind, he saw that Jiuying still had six pairs of eyes left, and a touch of madness flashed, one of the big heads opened his bloody mouth, and a purple ball the size of a ping-pong ball with a golden inscription entangled, exuding a white misty breath, shot towards Wang Dingtian, but its body was twisted and flew away in the opposite direction.

Wang Dingtian gasped heavily, but his eyes stared at Jiuying as if he had not changed in the slightest before, seeing a touch of madness in his blood-colored eyes, his heart was shocked, and he secretly said that it was not good, and he saw purple beads shooting out with white light.

Without any hesitation, holding the gun in both hands, the fire dragon spear picked at the tip of the bead, disrupting its trajectory and lifting it into the air, and he was also forced to fly with the bullet with the force of the shock.

And out of the corner of his eye, he saw the Nine Babies who flew away quickly, and the body that was originally flying by the purple beads turned around, and the dim colorful spirit ring behind him flickered rapidly, and then it became dim and transparent, and was about to disappear.

The spear in his hand turned into a red arrow, and in the blink of an eye, it pierced the body of the Nine Infants, galloped all the way with its three-zhang long body, and finally nailed it to the ground, blasting a large crater in a radius of one kilometer on the ground.

All this seems to be slow, but in fact, it all happens in the blink of an eye.

Rumble~~!

A bright white light flickered high in the sky, and a loud bang was heard, and a mushroom cloud slowly rose.

A terrifying shock wave smashed on Wang Dingtian's body, and Peng's voice was also smashed to the ground by the shock wave of the explosion in the sky, smashing the hard ground into a large pit with a diameter of several kilometers, and there was a human-shaped pit in the middle of the pit, which was deep and dark.

All of a sudden, the top of Tianduan Mountain was completely violent, and all kinds of spiritual storms in the sky were roaring, and the Gangfeng swept through the area, whether it was a mountain rock or a towering ancient tree, all of them were wiped out by the terrible Gangfeng.

Fortunately, the place where they fought was far away from the Ice and Fire Lotus, otherwise it would have been a joke for them to fight so hard.

Half an hour later, the wind stopped, the wind dissipated, and the furious spirit son calmed down.

Wang Xianxian walked out from behind the big tree, and at a glance, the smoke and dust dissipated, leaving only a mess of dozens of kilometers ahead, and two huge circular potholes were distributed on both sides of the bare ground.

Wang Xianxian looked at the big pit smashed by Jiuying, and found that there was no movement inside, and then looked at the direction where Wang Dingtian fell, thought about it, gritted his teeth, and ran towards the direction of Wang Dingtian's pit.

Came to the edge of the pit, a few drops of sweat slipped down on the little face, looking at the huge pit in front of him, the little face was shocked, this is the battle between the strong, it can be compared to the atomic dan in the previous life, right?

Immediately there was a nervousness on the little face, I don't know what happened to my father? Jumping off the big pit, he trotted to the relatively small humanoid pothole, panting constantly, and a few kilometers also made him run for a considerable time, raising his eyes and looking down.

The humanoid pit in front of me is about one foot and three feet wide, bottomless, dark and deep, and from time to time the rocks on the side of the pit fall without any sound.

"Father, father?"

Wang Xianxian looked left and right at the edge of the pit, his face was full of anxiety, poked out his little head, and shouted loudly at the black hole.

"Father ~ Father ~ Father ~ Father ~"

There was no response for a long time, only a faint echo came out, and after a slow cycle, it gradually weakened until it disappeared.

Suddenly, a blood-stained hand stretched out from the inner edge of the pit, which frightened Wang Xianxian's little face white, took a step back, and sat on the ground, with a little cold sweat on his forehead.