"That man ran away!"

"The treasure that just now emitted a strong spiritual fluctuation must be on him!"

"Catch up!"

Everyone exclaimed in chaos, their eyes lit up, accelerated, chasing the man's boat. Many people gave up chasing and began to search into the deepest part of the canyon, hoping to find something good, but these people were destined to be disappointed, and there was nothing in the canyon.

While Wu Aotian exported his spiritual energy, he controlled the shuttle boat to fly forward. While looking back, he saw a large group of people chasing him. He couldn't help but feel secretly glad that it was just completed, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

Wu Aotian turned around and carefully paid attention to the shuttle-shaped spiritual weapon he used again. The flying speed of this spiritual weapon was very fast, like an arrow shot out, much faster than Wu Aotian's own flight speed.

At this speed, Wu Aotian will definitely be able to get rid of all the spiritual practitioners behind him very quickly.

He flew forward dozens of miles quickly. Wu Aotian looked back and saw that the large group of black dots that were originally following had disappeared, but there was still someone who followed him and couldn't get rid of him.

Wu Aotian looked carefully and found that the old man was actually stepping on a flying spirit weapon under his feet. The flying spirit weapon was not big, like a surfboard. The old man stepped on the flying spirit weapon and quickly cut through the sky. A white air wave formed in the air.

The Fire God, Lili, Qiu and others also learned about the situation outside through Wu Aotian's eyes. The Fire God, who had just been refined into an immortal spiritual weapon, saw that there was only one person chasing him outside, and his fighting spirit began to boil.

"Aotian, there is only one person. Let's kill him, no, I'm asking me to kill him. I also want to try how powerful I am now!"

Wu Aotian heard the Fire God say this, and hesitated for a moment, and then decided: "Okay, I want to try it too, how powerful is this."

When he said this, a strange smile appeared on Wu Aotian's face.

Wu Aotian flew forward for a while and turned a direction in the middle, in order not to be caught up by people who might still exist behind.

After flying for about dozens of miles, Wu Aotian stopped the shuttle and took the shuttle into the Eight Desolate Spirit Gathering Cauldron, floating quietly in the air, waiting for the old man who was reluctant to leave to chase him.

The old man arrived soon. Seeing Wu Aotian floating quietly in the air waiting for him, he became a little surprised and puzzled.

Slowed down, the old man stopped in front of Wu Aotian, and his sharp eyes fell on Wu Aotian. After looking at him for a moment, the doubt in the old man's eyes became stronger.

Because judging from the results of his perception and exploration, the person on the other side should not be strong, and it is roughly between the second level of the Tianling Realm and the third level of the realm. Such a person will definitely not be able to make such a big noise just now. The only possibility is that there must be something treasure on this person that can gather spiritual energy.

"Who is your lord, can you please inform us of your name?"

The old man asked cautiously, although his strength was definitely stronger than the other party, he still felt a little unsafe in front of the man who had his face covered and only had his eyes exposed outside.

Wu Aotian snorted coldly and said, "You don't know if you said it, why, do you want to grab something?"

Looking at Wu Aotian's cold and hard attitude, the old man felt a little uneasy, but after thinking about it repeatedly, he felt that even if the other party had a powerful spiritual weapon, he could not beat him, so would he be able to escape?

This man is only at the second and third level of the Heavenly Spirit. He must not have any treasures with fairy-grade spiritual weapons that have strong combat power. Perhaps the only thing that can gather spiritual energy is only some auxiliary treasures, and he has no combat power...

Thinking of this, the old man's eyes suddenly became much less cautious, and his attitude gradually became tougher: "Okay, hurry up and speak quickly, I won't talk nonsense. I can hand over everything on you, I can spare your life, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

Wu Aotian naturally didn't want to be polite to the old man when he stayed. He smiled coldly: "Then please be polite to me. I want to see what the consequences will be?"

A cold light flashed in the old man's eyes. Although he could not estimate what the other party was relying on, it was impossible to retreat like this. The long sword suddenly floated up and slashed towards Wu Aotian.

After all, you have to force the other party to take measures. Even if it really doesn't work, you'll run away at that time.

The old man had already made plans in his heart. Seeing that the flying sword was almost approaching the other party's body, he found that the other party had not moved yet. He couldn't help but be surprised. What exactly is this person doing?

Wu Aotian's mouth raised slightly, and with a swaying right hand, a metal spiritual weapon had appeared in Wu Aotian's hand. Wu Aotian's fingers were hooked and shocked, and the spiritual weapon actually rotated drippingly.

"Bang……"

A cluster of red light suddenly ejected, hitting the sword that had already been slashed. The sword suddenly flew out like it was hit by a sledgehammer, and the violent collision sound of spiritual energy sounded in the air.

The old man's pupils suddenly contracted. Before he could see clearly what the other person was holding, he saw that the other person had raised his right hand again, and another crisp sound was heard, and a bunch of fire lights rushed out again and bumped straight towards him.

The old man was shocked and a spiritual weapon shield suddenly appeared in front of him. The fire light hit the spiritual weapon shield and made a violent explosion.

The old man felt a huge force coming from the surface of the spiritual shield to his arm, and his body was beaten directly.

Wu Aotian laughed and moved his right hand, and the metal aura had already circled around his index finger and rotated again.

If there were other visitors from Earth here, their eyes would be so surprised that they would be protruding, because the ones that were spinning on Wu Aotian's fingers were not anything else, but a silver pistol!

And looking at the appearance of the pistol, it is a desert eagle known for its great power!

Wu Aotian actually turned the Fire God into a gun, and the mind drives the Fire God, and countless formations operate at the same time. The Fire God's attack eventually evolved into a bullet composed of pure spiritual energy with a blazing high temperature!

With one shot, the opponent's flying sword was knocked away, and with one shot, the opponent flew backwards. Wu Aotian was overjoyed. The other party was a powerful man in the fourth level of the Tianling Realm, and the power of this Fire God was indeed not concealed.

The Fire God was originally very powerful in combat, but now it has been cast into an immortal spiritual weapon, with countless formations added to it, making his power even more and more huge. Although it was just a bullet, it was enough to make the strong man in the fourth level of the Heavenly Spirit realm extremely troubled!

The old man flew backward for a while, looked at the extremely weird spiritual weapon in Wu Aotian's hand, felt the extremely powerful aura on it, his face had completely changed, and he exclaimed in a burst of voice: "What kind of spiritual weapon is this?"

Wu Aotian snorted coldly: "You don't need to know the answer to this question, you just need to know that catching up is the biggest wrong decision in your life, that's enough!"

Hearing Wu Aotian's words, the old man's face changed drastically again. The spiritual weapon, which was like a surfboard, had appeared at his feet again. Although it was only a short round of fights, he already knew that the man's strength would definitely be able to defeat him, but the spiritual weapon was extremely powerful, and even made him feel a thought in his heart that he couldn't believe it.

Is this an immortal spiritual weapon?

Otherwise, how could it be that powerful attack power?

Seeing the old man stepping onto the surfboard, Wu Aotian was not in a hurry, but turned the desert eagle in his hand and smiled softly: "Let's try the effect of gathering energy."

The Desert Eagle heard the excitement of the Vulcan screaming: "Okay, okay, okay, come on, I want to kill that old guy in one go!"

At this time, the old man had already started to escape faster, but Wu Aotian seemed to be in a hurry. He just raised the desert eagle in his hand and shouted in a low voice: "Energy Gathering Mode."

The pistol, which was originally the size of a palm, suddenly began to grow bigger, and some of them grew larger at a faster rate, and the pistol was constantly deforming!

In just a moment, the Vulcan had turned the appearance of the spiritual weapon from a palm-sized pistol into a guy with a thick cannon barrel. If the Earthlings saw it, they would definitely exclaim. Isn't this a portable rocket launcher?

Wu Aotian looked at the familiar style in front of him and couldn't help feeling a little responsible in his heart. He hugged the bazooka with both hands. A ball of fire was constantly gathering and expanding inside the bazooka.

As the flame gathered, a huge pressure radiated towards all directions.

"boom……"

With a dull sound, a huge ball of fire ran out along the long cannon barrel like a sudden electric shock, instantly cutting through the sky and chasing the old man behind.

The old man looked at him flying far away, but the other party did not have any slightest chasing him. He was secretly yelling about luck in his heart, but a huge pressure suddenly appeared behind him.

He was shocked and turned around suddenly, and a ball of fire came towards him.

The spiritual weapon shield floating in front of him suddenly shook his light, but the flame had already struck the spiritual weapon shield with an irresistible power, and then radiated, swallowing him all in. He didn't even have time to scream, and it was burned to ashes. The spiritual weapon shield was like a piece of paper, instantly losing all its luster and turning into a piece of mortal iron. Even some spiritual weapon shields had been melted into iron at that moment.
Chapter completed!