Da Ding Fei rushed out, colliding with the flying sword, without any catenary, and in an instant, two different spiritual powers struck out, shattering the void and presenting black holes.

The dark spiritual power of the underworld on the flying sword rushed away, and a sword cut through the snow-white void, and with the pitch-black spiritual power, a sword slashed on the Great Ding, and the dark qi collided with the fiery red flames on the Great Ding again, and were entangled in the air.

The flying sword in the eyes of the white bone skeleton collided with the Divine Fire Pill Furnace launched by Mo Fan, and the dark qi wrapped around the fiery red Dading, crazy, violent, it really only represented the underworld at the moment, forgetting its past.

The soul can reach the realm of the Divine Mirror of the Xuan Energy Realm, and as soon as the offensive is displayed, it will reveal a killing move, leaving no way for people to retreat, this kind of murder with you and no self, not anyone can control it, the soul is like human blood, once remembered the deeds of a lifetime, after the vicissitudes of life, the ends of the world, every moment, it has never fallen.

Killing a lifetime, remembered by the spirit, born from the heart.

I don't know how long the bone skeleton's past life has passed, but the murderous aura that exists in the depths of its soul has always permeated and lingered for a long time.

The soul records everything in its past life.

"I ...... No...... Want to ......"

It struggled, trying to break free from the white bone skeleton, but with only three words slowly revealed, a more violent dark breath shot out of its eyes again, pushing the flying sword entangled with Dading to become more sharp and ferocious.

The voice of the soul left three words, I can't tell what it is, a big white bone foot that is many times stronger than the white bone claw takes a step towards Mo Fan, he is its ultimate goal.

It is inevitable to get it, Mo Fan is already in the bag.

Da Ding was entangled by the flying sword, and he had no time to protect Mo Fan, and now he was just a small monk of the ninth order of the Qi Condensation Realm, who was slaughtered by others.

As soon as the white bone skeleton stepped on it, the ground shook and the mountains shook, and the entire snowfield shook.

This is just an illusory array, although it is connected to the outside world, but it also has a certain endurance, not as good as the continent outside, it can withstand thousands of oppressions, and it is as immobile as a bell.

"Boom!"

The white bones stepped down, with a terrifying aura, wanting to destroy this formation, blocking everyone here in the three thousand snow arrays, unable to take a step forward, and missing the treasure that was truly born in Tianxin Valley in the end.

Since coming to this continent, although Mo Fan has not experienced many things, the life and death, vicissitudes, joy, sorrow, and pain he has experienced have been ten times that of his past, or even better.

Therefore, in the face of the coercion of the big foot of the white bones and its even more terrifying breath of death, he did not close his eyes and wait for death to come as before, but raised his spiritual power and let the two inner pills release the spiritual power into the meridians and veins of each other, covering his whole body, and quickly flashing in the snow, he could comply with the destiny of heaven, but he would not accept his fate again.

Move out of the way in one step and leave footprints on the snow.

The two inner pills in the body shook each other, and a brighter and shinier trace seemed to appear on top of the nine nicks, which represented the ultimate in the world, an unattainable realm, the divine realm.

Another new interface beyond the ninth order, mysterious and mysterious, is difficult to understand.

Click!

On Mo Fan's two inner pills, on the top of the nine notches, a road that is difficult to understand and comprehend is opened, and it is slowly carved on Mo Fan's two inner pills, as if he wants to engrave everything he has come along the way into this path, which will never be erased.

Oppression makes people grow!

Under the time interval between facing death and survival, Mo Fan stimulated all the ones in his body, with only one goal, to leave the white bone foot.

"Obey your fate and don't accept it, heaven doesn't allow it, as long as I have a safe life, even if I am unknown. In the past, what I wanted was to be an ordinary person and spend this life in this other world. Now, this wish will not be fulfilled, you regard me as a minion in the world, I swear, I will surpass you, and you will be like an ant in the mountains, to be trampled on. ”

Mo Fan was extremely arrogant in his heart and shouted.

His feet kept moving, trying to stay away from the big bones that were coming at him.

It was too dangerous, and Mo Fan thought that with him now, he couldn't resist the big foot of the white bones. He can be arrogant, but he can't be arrogant.

The two inner pills, one gold and one black, had already burst in his body, and the two spiritual powers also began to output crazily, penetrating the eight veins of the Qi Jing on his body, supporting his every movement.

Click!

The notches on the two Inner Dans resounded again, deeper and longer than they had just been.

Inexplicably, Mo Fan felt at this moment that his road was no longer a dull gutter, it had already rushed out, the river in front of him was a lake, and in that more distant place, there was still a trace of breath, which was the smell of the sea.

Although there was a shore across there, separating Mo Fan from it, he had already touched the feeling of a bright spot in front of him, as long as he took another step forward and stepped into that realm that was out of reach, it would no longer be an unattainable dream.

Watching the sea from the other shore, it is only one step away from the consummation of condensation, as long as that day, he Mo Fan crosses this hurdle in one step and reaches the other side, he is no longer a little minion in the eyes of others.

In the half-step God Realm realm, he can only get here, the road in front of him is too difficult, and it is too difficult to carve everything and make this avenue bright and bright.

If you want to reach the Divine Realm, what kind of courage is needed, it is not something that he can comprehend now, and now he can only go here, a half-step Divine Realm realm.

Even so, he has spent a lot of effort, since the Yuanjiapo battle was injured by the mysterious black-clothed brothers, it is only now, under this coincidence, not only fused the black bead Kunpeng Neidan to allow him to break through to the ninth order of condensation in one fell swoop, but also in the current situation, break through the shackles, take a step, and touch the realm of the gods.

Although it is only a small step, this small bit of comprehension of his Mo Fan can only be called the realm of demigods by the world, but it is already very remarkable, looking at the entire Dongzhou domain, and even the entire continent, there are a few people who can touch this realm.

Half a step, although there is not much distance from one step, but to complete it, it is really a difficult and difficult thing, not ordinary people can do it.

Even those people like Mo Fan, after hard work, will eventually walk out of a spacious and bright avenue, reach the ruthless in the eyes of the world, and sing for a lifetime.

The demigod realm is already the limit, he can't be too greedy, this is enough.

"Half-step Divine Realm, this?" Mo Fan thought in his heart as he fled from the white bones, excited.

All he could understand about this cultivation path was the small notebook that Taixuzi threw to him, which recorded some methods of cultivation, but in it, what he saw was only a corner, and he couldn't really understand it.

In the realm of the gods, he had heard of it, and he had seen it on this snowfield, this kind of mysterious and mysterious, unreachable thing, he didn't know if he could reach it one day, and it was like a white bone skeleton, which made people afraid when they saw it, making people frightened.

He didn't know how long it would take, and he was looking forward to it.

In the real god realm, the combat power value has floated to the peak, and if there is divine help, what a majesty it is.

"Boom!"

Mo Fan was fleeing from the attack of the white bone big foot to his heart's content, but he didn't know that at this time, the first thing to attack him was not the white bone big foot, but a few swarthy and deep spiritual power.

They came too quickly, and they came too at the wrong time, and they picked the right time, neither early nor too late.