In the blink of an eye, seven wolf howls suddenly sounded, and then the seven black streamers were gone.

But what is certain is that the seven jet-black streamers have pierced the strong air pressure and burst towards the two perfect golden guns.

"Qiang —— Qiang ——"

Suddenly, the deafening sound of the impact of gold and iron suddenly sounded, as if the sound of striking iron was amplified ten times and a hundred times, which was shocking.

I saw that above the valley, there were two Optimus Giant Spears swinging and waving, and from a distance, there was nothing else except the two Optimus Giant Spears.

Every time it struck, the deafening sound of impact would be heard, and the violent air pressure and hurricane would rise suddenly, desperately pouring into the valley, causing the smoke and dust to roll and roar again and again.

Suddenly, a huge curtain of earthy yellow smoke and dust filled the valley in the valley, as if it had set off a sandstorm.

Seeing this, the people watching the battle hurriedly used defensive means to block the smoke and dust, and from the high altitude, the mountain walls on both sides of the Ten Thousand Caves Valley lit up with brilliant spiritual light, making them colorful and gorgeous.

Through the thick smoke and dust, you can vaguely see the figures of Wang Nian and the others, because of the rules of Doubao, neither of them used defensive means to block the thick smoke and dust.

Looking closer, you can clearly see the situation of the two at this time.

I saw that Wang Nian looked calm, without the slightest sense of exhaustion, and a disdainful sneer appeared on his calm face.

It's just that because of the thick smoke and dust, the wind keeps howling, Wang Nian's eyes are slightly squinted, and his black robe is already covered with yellow dust, and his long dark hair is blowing wantonly, feeling that it looks very chic, and it has a wild and uninhibited taste.

"That set of magic weapons is good, just by stepping into the ninth layer of condensation, it is impossible to compete with my two perfect golden guns, hmph! No matter how powerful this set of magic weapons is, you will be defeated!"

At the beginning, when the fifth layer of condensation was at the beginning, Wang Nian could condense the consummate golden gun, and now he has reached the peak realm of the seventh layer of condensation, and only two consummation golden spears are like child's play to him, even if it is ten shots, it is estimated that he can condense it.

But Wang Nian pays attention to power in his heart, not to win with more!

In his opinion, as long as all the strength is condensed into one point, the power is naturally terrifying.

Wang Nian shouted angrily in his heart, and then twisted the magic trick again, and after a few breaths, two perfect golden spears burst out from the top of his head, turning into two brilliant golden lights across the sky and joining the battle group.

Looking at the inch-haired man, his robe at this time was the same as that of Wang Nian, and he couldn't see anything peculiar.

And his face was already sticky with a face of dust, and if you look closely, sweat has already overflowed on his forehead.

The smoke and dust that filled the air would stick unceremoniously, making him look like this, as if he was wearing a yellow mask, which was very funny, and honestly embarrassed.

His eyes were filled with tiredness and horror, and even his body trembled from time to time.

It was obvious that his spiritual power was about to be exhausted, and he was just dying at this point, and even then, the result would not change in any way.

"Impossible, he is definitely not the seventh layer of condensation, why is his spiritual power even stronger than mine!

At this time, the inch-haired man was roaring unwillingly in his heart, he thought that Wang Nian must also be a ninth-layer condensation cultivator, and he was far beyond his own ninth-layer condensation peak!

Otherwise, there would never be such a strong spiritual power, and when I think about it like this, I think it makes sense.

How did he know that Wang Nian had a special physique, and his cultivation techniques were mysterious and precious.

In the face of a seventh-layer condensation cultivator who he couldn't deal with, it was normal to have such a guess in his heart.

It's just that he can only blame him for his bad luck and meeting an alternative like Wang Nian.

The degree of spiritual power purity is not inferior to the spiritual power of the ordinary ninth layer of condensation, and now he is only a monk worthy of the advanced ninth layer of condensation, and it is not easy to capture.

Even if there is no strong magic weapon or advanced magic, even if it is consumed, Wang Nian is confident that he will consume this person.

"No! If I continue to fight, it is very likely to hurt the meridians, if I bury the way of cultivation for the sake of face, it will not be worth it, and when I am successful in cultivation, it will not be too late to take revenge!"

Within a few breaths, the inch-haired man made the wisest decision, if he continued to persevere, there was a chance that it would hurt the fundamentals, and if it was for the sake of a momentary anger, it was naturally not worth it.

When he was distracted, seven deafening crashes sounded one after another, the inch-haired man's cold eyes shrank suddenly, his body trembled, and a bright red blood arrow suddenly spurted out, landing not far in front of him, and in the blink of an eye, it was covered by thick smoke and dust.

"I admit defeat! Fellow Daoist, stop it!"

The inch-haired man endured the sharp pain coming from the meridians and the unwillingness and anger in his heart, and shouted surrender.

After the blood spurted, a sense of exhaustion and prostration suddenly came to his heart, and even his body began to shake slightly at this time, and he longed to lie down and sleep for a while.

Immediately after that, seven slender black needles three inches long fell from the sky, piercing to the ground, standing upside down, and above them were even more cold and shining.

Wang Nian never thought that such a powerful magic weapon would actually be seven jet-black steel needles like embroidery needles.

Seeing this, Wang Nian still ignored it, and immediately controlled four Optimus Giant Spears to shoot at the inch-haired man from the sky.

When he was less than a few feet away from the inch-haired man, the four huge spears slashed suddenly, and four strong air pressures swept out, suddenly turning into a violent smashing style, and smashed down angrily.

The strong air pressure suddenly rushed towards the inch-haired man, and the inch-haired man trembled suddenly when he saw this, and the sense of horror instantly filled his heart.

Immediately shouted in horror, "If you kill me, the powerful cultivators will definitely not let you go!"

Wang Nian was still indifferent after hearing this, and controlled the four perfect golden spears with all his might, and smashed down angrily at the inch-haired man.

The strong air pressure and strong wind blew away all the smoke and dust around the inch-haired man, so that the people watching the battle could clearly see the scene around the inch-haired man.

When everyone saw this, they were all shocked! They all withdrew their defenses, rushed down the field, and shouted loudly to persuade Wang Nian.

It was so far away that it was impossible for even the Foundation Building Monks to stop it in time, let alone these Condensation Stage Monks.

In the blink of an eye, the four perfect golden guns smashed into the top of the inch-haired man's head less than a meter away, and the fierce and pressing pressure suddenly smashed the inch-haired man to the ground, and his eyes were full of fear.

In the face of such a posture, the inch-haired man suddenly woke up, and the idea of saving his life by relying on the rules was completely extinguished, and he decided that he was certain to die.

Even though he was unwilling in his heart and wanted to be born in horror and call for help, in the face of the terrifying impact of the golden gun, the wind pressure formed made him unable to open his mouth at all and make no sound.

Despair, fear and regret instantly devoured the man's mind, everything happened too fast, and he felt that in the face of life and death, he might not perceive the pain.

The golden gun approached the man's face in an instant, and the wind howled, and the wind pressure formed actually crushed his nose bone, and blood flowed out!

Almost at the same time, Wang Nian immediately sneered when he saw this, and the magic trick in his hand suddenly turned, only to see that the four giant spears suddenly turned into four brilliant golden lights and gradually disappeared.

Seeing this, many of the monks who came were relieved, sighed one after another, and then slowed down their steps, and walked slowly towards the inch-haired man.

Wang Nian saw that this figure suddenly changed, so he appeared in front of the seven black needles, and immediately put them in his sleeve.

After breathing, he appeared in front of the inch-haired man, lowered his head and looked down at the inch-haired man, and when he saw the French flag lying on the ground, he immediately waved his sleeves and put it away. After that, a spell suddenly entered the inch-haired man's body.

The next moment, the inch-haired man woke up suddenly, and he couldn't get up, so with a look of fear, he looked at Wang Nian with a trembling body and said in a trembling voice:

"Thank you...... The Grace of Not Killing......"

"Didn't you say that it won't hurt Your Excellency!" Wang Nian chuckled softly when he saw this.

It's ridiculous, Wang Nian doesn't want to exchange his life for this wasted life, he just wants to scare and scare this person.

At this moment, the inch-haired man looked very weak, and even his spirit became a little trance, and his eyes were full of horror.

Compared with the previous domineering and arrogant, it can make people see the pathetic of this person.

Maybe it's because Wang Nian's methods are too strong, which makes this person look like this.

Because of this, a seed of fear has been planted in his heart, and in his future cultivation, everything today will be the shadow of this person's life.

There is a high probability that this person will die because of this, and if there is another chance, the shadow will be broken, and the achievement will definitely be extraordinary.

Breaking and then standing, that's the truth.

Looking at the inch-haired man again, when he heard this, he hurriedly thanked him, Wang Nian waved his hand nonchalantly when he saw this, and said with a light smile, "You don't have to thank anything, it's better to hand over your little ding!"

After Wang Nian saw the Fire Refining Ding for the first time, all his thoughts fell on the Fire Refining Ding, and Wang Nian felt that this Fire Refining Ding would be of great use to himself.

Although he is not very good at fire attribute spells, Wang Nian is not interested in his attack power, but the fire attribute Ding.

Wang Nian knew that if he wanted to refine the pill, he had to have a Dan furnace, and this tripod in front of him could just serve as a Dan furnace to make up for the lack.

Since Wang Nian realized that the pill was precious, the idea of alchemy was born in his heart, and he recently obtained the Zhuyan Pill, so he had to try it in the future.

I have made a decision in my heart, and now that someone has sent the Dan furnace, how can I still find such a good thing in the world.

It is precisely for this reason that Wang Nian readily agreed, not to mention that he had long believed that he would definitely win this treasure fight, so what was there to hesitate?

After hearing this, the inch-haired man hurriedly struggled and rummaged for a while before taking out the fire refining tripod.

Wang Nian was pleasantly surprised when he saw it, but his face was still calm, and his right hand suddenly appeared, and he snatched the small ding.

No matter how reluctant the inch-haired man was in his heart, how much he resented himself, he played with it in his hand with a chuckle, and then looked at it fixedly, and his eyes gradually showed a satisfied color.