Getting the Divine Fire Pill Furnace Dading, Mo Fan was overjoyed, his face was covered with indescribable joy, and a drop of saliva flowed out with a smile.

On the battlefield, it was originally a gamble between different people, some people were proud, and some people were disappointed.

Phantom led a group of Dongzhou young generals against the white skeleton, not to mention being able to defeat, even if Aogu started the offensive of Yanlong Tianxin, he never injured the skeleton to half a point.

"Be careful, everyone, this skeleton has surpassed its limits and reached the legendary god realm. The phantom slashed down with a sword, blocking the skeleton from killing a minor monk, revealing the secret.

"What, God Realm, isn't that a realm that only talented cultivation geniuses can reach?" Leng Jian said with a shocked face but a little jealousy, it was obvious that this guy was very stingy this minute, since he had to be jealous of even a skeleton.

"Hehe, God Realm, that is an existence above the Ninth Order, there are meetings in every major realm, but if you want to cultivate your own realm beyond the Ninth Order, what level of cultivation talent will it be. Aogu said with a smile.

He is now also a person of the ninth order of the peak of Huang Wu, and he can reach the realm of Xuan Energy with the title of a small capable person in one step, but now seeing the strength displayed by this white skeleton, he began to yearn for the so-called divine realm realm.

However, thinking about his talent, he was just a body with a fire spirit body, and now he was able to do this, and everything was not thanks to his own Yanlong Heavenly Heart.

If not, with the degree of absorbing spiritual energy, if he wants to break through the condensation and break the Dan into Huangwu, he doesn't know that he will have to wait until the Year of the Monkey and the month of the horse. ”

"Divine realm, what kind of realm is that, I really want to give it a try. "Different from Aogu's thoughts, Mo Fan has bad intentions and wants to break through the extreme of this world and stand at the highest peak.

If he wanted to cultivate the so-called mysterious realm of mystery and mystery, Mo Fan really didn't have a trace of path, and among the messy things that Taixuzi gave him, he only mentioned that it was the tenth order of the Great Perfection above the peak of the ninth order, but it was only a simple mention, and there was no way to cultivate at all.

It's a headache to think about, but it's also something to look forward to.

After all, although Mo Fan didn't know much about the existence of this realm where the Divine Realm was above the Ninth Order, he had heard it more or less.

However, how to cultivate out of the Divine Realm Realm and reach the legendary Tenth Order of Consummation, those are the later words, and now Mo Fan has to face that hateful white bone big claw, which has avoided the attack of the phantom and swept towards him.

The white bones grabbed like a heavenly sword, although there was no spiritual power fluctuation on it, but its own deterrence was enough to make people's hearts beat.

It swept through the air, destroying one figure after another, cold-blooded and ruthless.

Seeing such a situation, Mo Fan closed his eyes slightly.

"Mo Fan, retreat!"

It's just that the moment he closed his eyes, the spiritual power on the big white bone hand suddenly fluctuated, and a vast spiritual power with a big claw quickly grabbed him, and the speed was so fast that people couldn't avoid it.

Although Mo Fan closed his eyes, he already understood the sudden fluctuation of spiritual power and the coquettish sound from afar.

At this moment, what he had to face was not a simple small role, but an existence that had surpassed Aogu and Cold Sword, and even the Phantom, the White Bone Skeleton.

Not only was it stronger than himself, Mo Fan also heard a secret about him from the Phantom, that is, to break through to the extreme and reach the realm of the gods.

Although there was only a big white bone claw grasping at him at this time, the oppression was extremely uncomfortable.

He was still about three meters above his head, Mo Fan couldn't bear the coercion from its body, his chest was stuffy, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Poof!"

Mo Fan's face turned white in an instant, and there was no blood on his entire little face.

But fortunately, with big scissors to support him, he didn't lie down.

"It is worthy of being a master of the realm of small talents in the realm of gods, this oppression, this momentum, is by no means comparable to ordinary people. Mo Fan tried to stand up and was extremely shocked in his heart.

Rumble!

The big hand of the white bone pressed down, with an extremely terrifying aura, crushing the void above Mo Fan's head, its ruthlessness and domineering, leaving no trace of strength to press on the young man on the snow.

Under the pressure of the big hand, how powerful that spiritual power was, just a trace of spiritual power from the big hand of the white bones crushed Mo Fan and the snow under his feet. Mo Fan was like a Buddha at this time, and swirled down with the snow.

Mo Fan's feet are three feet of ice and snow, and above his head is a powerful white bone hand, and in the middle, he is the only one, holding a big scissors in one hand, and the scissors point at the big white bone hand, trying to block it with this force;

Anyway, the gap in strength, Mo Fan is still damaged.

At this time, he was standing under the grasp of the white bones, except for the blood in the corners of his eyes, revealing a few strands of blood, his ears, nose and mouth were bleeding, and not only was bleeding from his mouth, but also black blood.

The two major weapons were opened together, and they never resisted the big hand of the white bones, and Mo Fan was really helpless. The big hand lifted upward, and laboriously pushed out the small ding in the palm, so that it kept hitting upward, directly hitting the white bone big hand that was pressing.

Thundered!

The moment Xiao Ding touched the big white bone hand, he suddenly erupted, and with the support of Mo Fan's spiritual power, he resisted the big white bone hand, slowing down the speed of its downward pressure for one second.

One second may be too short for ordinary people, but it is enough for Mo Fan, who is facing death.

While urging Xiao Ding to resist the pressure of the big hand, he struggled to break out of the crisis.

The heart moves, the body travels.

In the second that Xiao Ding resisted the big hand of the white bone, Mo Fan easily withdrew the big scissors, used all his strength to split it in two, and prepared to start escaping.

All the power in his hand is input into Xiaoding, so that it can support for a longer time, and the addition is to carry twelve points of foot power, rush out in one step, and prepare to jump out of the big pit.

Thundered!

Faced with Xiao Dingshang's increased spiritual power again, the big white bone hand suddenly became angry, and a force of spiritual power that was even greater than before rushed out, defeating Xiao Ding's pressure and retreating, and seeing that he was about to return to the position where Mo Fan was standing again.

A step has been taken, and there is no turning back, because turning back means death.

Therefore, Mo Fan didn't care about Xiao Ding at this time, and only thought about it, "I want to leave here, and I can't fall into this three-foot snow pit aggrieved." ”

With a wave of his big hand, Mo Fan thrust the big scissors into the outside of the snow pit, wanting the big scissors to be the pioneer of the road ahead and help him leave the place that was about to be covered by the big hands of white bones.

But for some reason, as soon as the big scissors in his hand were shot, they were knocked back by a huge external force, not only did they not penetrate the snow ground, but they almost broke away from Mo Fan's hand.

There is only one chance, and failure means death.

The big white bone hand had already pressed Xiao Ding down, and he was about to fall into this big pit in a blink of an eye, accompanying Mo Fan.

The breath of death is getting stronger and stronger, and Mo Fan still has a lot of things in his heart that he hasn't done yet, but he can't finish it, because this moment is his death.

He was about to close his eyes, and saw a girl's blood-red eyes in the distance, and the snow-white little hand in the depths wanted to grab him, but she was too weak and could only be pulled back by the other hand.

"Mo Fan!"

The girl called out two words, but he couldn't hear them, only the shape of her mouth and the sad tears.

"Mo Fan!" In his mind, she also appeared, calling him.

But he couldn't hear it, and at this time, there was only a buzzing sound in his ears, and in front of him, there was only a black patch, and there was the big hand with deep white bones.

Death is right in front of his eyes, and he has no way to avoid it, only death.