Yiding solved the crisis, and the flames in Dading went crazy, burning out the white bones that were pressing towards Mo Fan.

As soon as the Divine Fire Pill Furnace was enlarged, it grabbed and shattered the white bones in a second.

Burned by the flames in the Divine Fire Pill Furnace, the white bones clattered non-stop, and within this second, a pair of white Huahua's big hands were burned into bone powder, turning into the Divine Fire Flame in the Divine Fire Pill Furnace.

"Boom!"

Burned by the flames of divine fire, the white bone skeleton let out a bitter scream, and its body began to writhe, and a strange sound came out of the white bone mouth.

Mo Fan stood under the Divine Fire Pill Furnace, baring his teeth and grinning, how did he get here, he really didn't know.

I just felt a powerful force pressing down on me, and the breath of death was already close to me in that second, and my head was blurred.

It's hard to know where you are at that moment, whether it's hell or heaven. It wasn't until he heard the crushing sound of bones crushing above his head, and the flowing sensation of beads of sweat on his forehead, that he realized that he still existed in this world.

Mo Fan didn't know how he got to Da Ding, and he didn't understand why Da Ding became what he is like at this moment, but he came to such a scene when he was in a daze.

The white bone skeleton was burned, and the claws were gone, leaving only a pair of huge arms dancing in the void, flames.

Once the flame of divine fire is glued, it will be difficult to get rid of whoever you are.

Mo Fan was not the same at the beginning, and it was not until the changes in the Double Inner Dan and his body that he suppressed the powerful flame of divine fire and left it on the golden Inner Dan.

Now, this wisp of flame is also entangled in the white bone skeleton as before, and it is even more crazy, burning recklessly, as if to release all the previous anger.

The strength of the white bone skeleton made everyone present dumbfounded, and there was a little scar on their bodies, at this time, no one dared to go up, just watching Dading and the white bone skeleton in a stalemate.

The battle continues.

"Boom, Boom!"

The flame of the divine fire within the Great Ding destroyed a pair of large claws of the white bone skeleton, causing it to make strange noises one after another, and the cries it emitted became louder and louder, even more sad than before.

At the same time as the white bone skull screamed, the white bone skeleton's body was no longer just twisted, it began to move in this second.

The huge body shook with a thud after the strange scream, and the whole body moved forward slightly.

It seems to be very difficult, it seems that the body is not as flexible as the white bones, and it is extremely difficult to move a step, and it takes a lot of effort.

Still, it didn't stop, writhing as it moved a little closer to the crowd again.

"Boom, Boom!"

It was screaming, and the white skeleton's head kept writhing, looking very sad.

After screaming, a black light flew out of it, it was a wisp of death, with the smell of the underworld.

It is said that the soul of a person is immortal, but he waits for Meng Po on the bridge.

The people who didn't drink the Meng Po soup and stepped on the Nai He Bridge all had a resentment in their souls, and at this time, the white bone skeleton that was burned by the flame of the divine fire in the Great Ding was such a wisp of soul, a soul full of resentment.

It is a resentful spirit from the underworld, which has been injected into the white bone skeleton with great magical powers, and wants to vent the resentment of the previous life to the fullest, pour it on this continent, and destroy everything.

"As soon as the temple was encountered, most of the friends from the outside world were pulled away by the great forces of the human world, and the demon world also got a lot of children with treacherous cunning, and now they have also cultivated, but I am in the underworld, until this time, I have not found anything. Today, I smell that breath from my friend on an alien planet in these three thousand snowfields, and I want to invite him to my underworld to talk about his relationship, which has nothing to do with you, and I hope you don't hinder me from doing things. Otherwise......"

After speaking, the white bone skeleton suddenly lifted out a big foot, as thick as a mountain class, stepped on the snow with one foot, stepped out of the two big feet, and stood on the hill where the big ding stood at the beginning, majestic.

Let people be defeated without a fight.

The white bone skeleton's action was even more terrifying, and the monk, who was already worried about being afraid, became even more frightened when he saw the white bone skeleton standing up like this, and was so frightened that he crawled back again and again, and his snot fell on the cold snowfield.

It's not unpleasant.

Everyone is crawling out of this area, it doesn't belong to them, it's a battlefield for geniuses and talents.

"Bang!"

After the white bone skeleton stood on the snow with its feet, its body leaned back, and a pair of white bone grabs that were burned by the flames and only left the pitch-black bone scum were dragged out of the big ding, and there was a small wisp of flames that sneered and burned, not extinguished.

Dragged out the charred hands from the Great Ding, a dark light appeared in the eyes of the white bone skeleton, this wisp of its soul had reached the level of the Xuan Energy Realm, and it should be regarded as a master when it was in the body, and it was much deeper than anyone present in terms of regeneration ability.

The souls have all reached the realm of occult energy, and they have been forcibly refined into white bone skeletons and are controlled by people. The strength is so strong, it is really hard to imagine what kind of existence this person will be when he is alive.

After pulling his hands out of the Great Ding, under the flood of a wisp of dark aura in his eyes, the burned white bone big hand began to slowly recover.

That speed, that momentum, how many people were dumbfounded.

"Boom!"

While the big hand of the white bone skeleton recovered, it did not forget its mission, and a dark aura in his eyes was furious, like a pitch-black sword, flying out of the big eye of white bones and smashing on the big ding.

Bombarded by the flying sword, the Great Ding shook up, and the flames of the divine fire in the Ding surged.

Standing under the Da Ding, Mo Fan, who was holding the Da Ding with both hands, staggered up, his body was difficult to support the Da Ding, and he was about to fall.

This is the deepest feeling of death in his life, although he was inexplicably rescued in the end, but the psychological oppression has always existed, and it has not been reduced by half a point.

The swarthy flying sword carries the breath of the underworld, it represents death, and there, perhaps, there is really the existence of Nai He Qiao and Meng Po, which will make people become another person overnight.

Like today's white skeletons, it has become a killing machine controlled by others, and it no longer has a sense of self, wandering in this world in a muddy way.

Although the flying sword was only a blow on Dading, the breath on its body made Mo Fan face the taste of death again.

Death, Mo Fan doesn't want to!

He doesn't want to die once, it's not easy for him to come here, and it's not easy for him to survive.

He didn't want to let himself be slain by merciless skeletons here, and he didn't want to give up on his dream, even though it was far away.

"Bang bang, bang bang!"

His heart was beating, and the two inner pills in the dantian were beating, one gold and one black.

A trace of dark spiritual power has been formed between the two inner pills, which is extremely domineering.

It began to swim, following Mo Fan's meridians, passing through every acupoint on his body, and finally gathered in Mo Fan's hand, and in an instant, Mo Fan felt that he was the same as before, and his strength had taken a small step forward, reaching an unparalleled realm.

That kind of realm is extremely illusory, but the existence of the real makes him have a tendency to look down on the world.

"Boom!"

The dark spiritual power gathered in his hand, and with a domineering coercion, he pushed Da Ding out.

Dading is worthy of being a treasure in the world who doesn't know its origin, and under the impetus of the wisp of domineering energy in Mo Fan's hand, he flew out, with a breath of aura that wiped out the world, and crashed into the black flying sword.