At this time, Chaotian Mahatma still had a talk, but they didn't notice that a burst of void cracks suddenly tore open at a high altitude.

There is a thin layer of restraining force around the crack, which surrounds the breath emitted by the crack.

And in the gap, suddenly a tiny dust appeared in the void.

Only the dust moved slightly, and the four figures appeared in the void crack.

"Xiao Naihe, you are really powerful. You can condense the Shenzhou to such a degree. Even if I have Han yinkuan, it is impossible to achieve such a subtle level."

Nalan Rong was secretly surprised. Now she felt that Xiao Naihe's strength was a mystery.

Xiao didn't even have to plan for Chao Tian Da Sheng. Nalan Rong was worried that Chao Tian Da Sheng would be angry. At that time, he would kill himself. That would be an injustice.

However, when Xiao Naihe brought them over, Nalan Rong was thinking that if Xiao Naihe died in the hands of the super saint, wouldn't he be free?

Thinking of this, she thought that it was not a bad thing for Xiao Naihe to fight with Chaotian Da Sheng.

It can be seen that Xiao Naihe condensed a overlord divine boat to this extent and entered the country slightly, so as to achieve a means that can only be achieved vaguely in the eight levels.

At this time, Nalan Rong suddenly felt that Xiao Naihe might really be the creator in the world. After hearing the words of Chaotian great saint, he laughed, as if he had heard the most ridiculous joke in the world, and his tone changed slightly: "Chao Tian Da Sheng, if you said this to me in your heyday, I might leave immediately, but you're too unreliable now. You're a peerless murderer and will let me go? Didn't you say you want to kill all human practitioners in the world?"

"Good boy, it seems that you will not die until you reach the Yellow River."

Chao Tian Da Sheng's tone turned and his face showed a fierce meaning: "I know you're going to sit behind the mantis catching cicadas and yellow finches, but you underestimate me. Even if I was liquidated by the jade pot, I can't be compared with you, a small seven fold creator."

After saying that, I only saw the momentum of the super saint, which seemed to become a force of wolf smoke and rush into the sky.

Boom!

At that moment, there was a vibration in the whole desert, and the endless void broke up.

The shadow of the great sage in the sky is like the power of a meteor. The light is piercing the desert void, and has rushed to tan Mo Ran's face.

However, the speed of that moment was fast to the extreme. Even the light clouds originally revealed at the end of the conversation became a little cautious at this time.

"Four wasteland fist, come again!"

Behind the talk of Mo ran, there are suddenly countless divine plans, as if the world suddenly derived from the Supreme God.

There are all kinds of gods, heavenly palaces, hell, practitioners and so on in those patterns. It's like a real world.

Not one world, but four worlds.

With one punch, Tan Mo ran played the power of four worlds.

This kind of boxing is simply a talent and strength that can't be described by the creator.

"What kind of boxing is this? It can be compared with the practitioners in the early stage of the eightfold."

It would not be difficult for Chaotian Da Sheng to break his fist intention before.

But now his golden body has been broken, so he has to avoid Tan Mo Ran's boxing intention.

But he just hid. He immediately weakened his momentum and had no momentum. At the end of the conversation, it was like seizing the opportunity.

"Come down."

Tan Mo Ran's fist meaning was like life. A pair of nihilistic eyes were immediately locked on the super heavenly saint. When the fist was blasted into the front of the super heavenly saint.

Bang bang!

The whole desert seems to be torn apart by the power of Chaotian Da Sheng, and the breath of Chaotian Da Sheng becomes very dignified and thick.

It seems that such a big heaven is all pressed on Tan Mo ran.

"Come on, ha ha ha, Chaotian Da Sheng. The more you bounce back, the more pressure I have. Only in this way can I have the opportunity to step into the level of nine lightning robberies and control nine lightning robberies. Taking everything from you at that time is the most successful."

Tan Mo ran laughed. If Tan Mo ran had really done something to them before, it would be really dangerous, not to mention a week's news.

Zhou Lingwen, who was still watching in the rear at this time, did not start.

"Hahaha, boy, you are the first to force me to this level when you are not in the eightfold state, but you think I have no resistance, that's a big mistake. Burn the last poor power and die for me."

The super Saint screamed wildly, and suddenly a surge of pressure burst out.

But Tan Mo Ran's face changed slightly: "not good."

However, Xiao, who was in the void crack, suddenly brightened up and smiled on his face: "it's almost time."