In the sky, the embroidery needles that streaked across the sky like a meteor shower came to an abrupt halt, as if time had stood still.

Not only these embroidery needles condensed by spiritual energy, but even the true qi that kept turning far away in the bodies of all the martial artists and warlocks present suddenly stopped, and an iron blue color immediately appeared on everyone's faces.

"Is this the Dan Li of the God Realm?"

When you reach the Divine Realm, you can fly sideways, and the reason why the masters of the Divine Realm can fly is because the strong people of the Divine Realm have condensed the golden pill and have the Dan power, and the Dan power can get rid of the earth's shackles on the monks, so that the sky can swim freely.

In addition to getting rid of the binding force, with the Dan power, the powerhouses of the God Realm can rely on the Dan power, and the condensation can not only turn a mountain into the size of a fist, but also like Mo Fan did before, even the true qi in their bodies can be taken away.

Surely, let everything stand still, just as this incredible embroidery needle in the sky stopped.

Scattering can make an innate grandmaster's true qi disperse, just like an ordinary person.

Just because of the existence of Dan Li, the relationship between the God Realm and the non-God Realm powerhouses is like a magnet and iron, the latter can't get rid of the former at all, but the former can easily influence the latter.

One is a human being, and the other is a god beyond the realm of human beings.

"It's scary. An old man's eyes showed a rare look of desolation.

In front of the powerhouses of the God Realm, they are just like ordinary people, and killing them in ten thousand days is the same as stepping on ants all the time.

"Wan Tianjue was playing with Mo Fan just now. Someone suddenly exclaimed.

If Wan Tian Jue had used Dan Power just now, Mo Fan would have no room to resist at all, and he would be killed by Wan Tian Jue.

In the amazed gaze of everyone, the embroidery needle in the sky stopped in the air, and the direction suddenly turned, and the sharp needle and the power that made people unable to breathe pointed at Mo Fan.

"Mo Fan, see it, this is the power of the God Realm, what other last words do you have, if you don't have it, you can die. Wan Tian squinted slightly, his eyes were cold, and he said coldly, as if he was not interested in playing with Mo Fan.

Mo Fan has too many eccentricities, so it's better to take the opportunity to kill him.

Mo Fan stood in the air, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The power of the golden pill, he had it in his previous life, how could he not know?

Not to mention the power of Jindan, he has also seen the immortal power.

To be precise, it is not the Dan power that is absolutely absolute in the ten thousand heavens, but the Void Dan power.

Wan Tian Jue has just condensed the Void Pill, and there is still a long way to go before the Golden Pill.

However, even if the real power of the golden pill was in front of him, what about it?

His other hand was spread out and clenched in the air.

"Zheng Zheng ......" a few times, and the four swords that were originally stuck in the ground flew out and levitated around him.

Only then did he raise his eyelids slightly, looking at Wan Tianjue.

"The power of Jin Dan is indeed very powerful. Mo Fan said lightly.

"Mo Fan, this is your last word?"

"It's enough to deal with them, but it's not enough to deal with me. Mo Fan continued.

As soon as Mo Fan said this, everyone was stunned.

Mo Fan was still floating in the air and did not fall, obviously stronger than them, and had a certain ability to resist.

But what is the use of light having some resistance?

Mo Fan was not qualified to say these words before, and even less now.

"Huh?" Wan Tianjue frowned slightly, and then smiled disapprovingly.

"It's not bad when your last words come to an end, you can die. Wan Tian's eyes froze, and the golden light on his body brightened again.

The embroidery needles were buzzing in the sky, and they were about to fly towards Mo Fan.

"My sword is my sword, I don't give it, you don't want to move, kill. A white light flashed in Mo Fan's eyes, and a magic seal on his hand lit up and disappeared into the air.

In the air, all the embroidery needles suddenly calmed down, and all flew towards the ten thousand heavens.

Wan Tian was not afraid, just shook his head and smiled.

"Boy, what can you do with these embroidery needles, in front of me, numbers don't make sense. ”

With that, his mouth opened, and a golden bead the size of a dragon's eye spat out of his mouth.

As soon as this bead appeared, it suddenly grew larger, enveloping him inside, and one hundred and eight thousand swords followed him.

"Bang bang bang ......" A deafening explosion sounded.

Under the burst of the embroidery needle, the whole sky shook like unsupported glass.

Cracks appeared, healed, and stopped for a long time.

In the golden light shield, Wan Tian stood in the air intact, and the 108,000 swords did not move him at all.

"I said, Mo Fan, no matter how many embroidery needles you have, it's useless, you can take out whatever you have. Wan Tianjue laughed wildly.

No matter how weird Mo Fan is, under his Void Pill realm, everything is vain.

There has been no god realm master on the earth for nearly a hundred years, and his strength is absolute.

Mo Fan's eyes narrowed, and his brows furrowed slightly.

He just condensed his divine consciousness into a divine element, and his aura cultivation was only in the middle of the innate stage, and the degree of aura condensation was indeed inferior to the realm of the Ten Thousand Heavenly Void Pill.

Those embroidery needles arrived in front of Wan Tian Jue, and the degree of condensation was much worse under the twist of Dan Li, and it was very normal that they could not hurt Wan Tian Jue.

He was not in a hurry, and his face was still indifferent.

"Ten thousand heavens, then you try this one again. Mo Fan said softly.

Wan Tianjue glanced at Mo Fan lightly, and saw that the four flying swords around Mo Fan were suddenly lined up in Mo Fan, and all kinds of light emitted light.

The four colors of light merge with each other, and the light disappears, and the four planes disappear, leaving only an embroidery needle the length of chopsticks, glowing with four colors.

"Go!" Mo Fan flicked his fingers, and the four-color embroidery needle made a vibrating sound and flew towards him.

Seeing this embroidery needle, his face drooped again.

He could not be afraid of those embroidery needles that condensed his true qi, but Mo Fan's embroidery needle actually compressed and condensed the four flying swords.

You must know that the flying sword is at the level of a magic weapon, and it is extremely terrifying in itself, cutting gold and iron is the same as cutting tofu, and then compressing it like this, it is not at all comparable to the embroidery needle of true qi condensation.

Although he didn't know what method Mo Fan used to do it, after Mo Fan did this, this embroidery needle was unprecedentedly terrifying.

"Rashomon!" he snorted, his hands raised.

The sound of "rumbling" sounded, and nine gates that looked like old city gates immediately rose in front of him, and an ancient, vicissitudes, and strong atmosphere escaped.

"Does it work?" Mo Fan said indifferently.

His words fell, and the four-color embroidery needle arrived in front of the Kuju Rashomon.

One is broken!

Two doors are broken!

……

All nine doors were broken, and four-colored embroidery needles pierced the golden light mask that was out of the body.

The sound of breaking sounded, and a spiderweb-like crack appeared on the golden light mask under the embroidery needle, and as soon as the crack appeared, the four-color embroidery needle flickered into the light mask, and in the blink of an eye, it was in front of the Ten Thousand Heavens.

Wan Tianjue's brows tightened, and his body flashed to the side at an incredible speed.

"Boom!" sounded like a thunderclap in the clear sky, and Wantian smashed to the ground like a cannonball. The ground trembled and trembled, like a piledriver constantly drilling into the ground, and the audience was silent.