The Yan Emperor sat in the empty center, surrounded by flowing smoke and clouds outside his body, and countless starlights gathered, one after another, mysterious and colorful, full of divine breath, and the posture of a fairy.

Later, I saw that there was a precursor fire gradually forming in her body, burning out all turbid breath and destroying the dark matter that was lurking in her flesh and blood.

In the middle of the earth, she was like the Lord of the stars, a point where the stars gathered, and divine light surrounded her body.

The divine light is flourishing, the fairy light is gradually shining, the holy light is falling, the nine dragons and the divine phoenix are horizontal, one after another deriving the beasts, just like the beginning of the creation of the world, the mysteries of all worlds are presented, and the wonders of the universe are reflected.

With the aura emitted by Emperor Yan's cultivation at this time, it resonated!

The sun and the moon shine together, the earth is the same light, the qi and blood are like a dragon galloping, the resonance of the muscles and bones destroys the mountain, one by one the passes are opened, and the mysteries are open everywhere.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the Flame Emperor's mask fell under the tremendous force, and the golden mask fell into the air like a meteor, making the entire sea of stars brighter and brighter, just like day.

With a long roar, the pneumatic mountains and rivers were thousands of miles away, and at this time, the Yan Emperor seemed to have awakened his blood, and it was also like awakening the sleeping "gods", and she turned into a dragon phoenix.

The dragon and phoenix are equally famous, the starry sky is gorgeous and dusty, the dream flowers are blooming, and the fragrance is permeable from the other side.

The red lotus is on fire, the sun and the moon are in the dark, the red fire is soaring, and the light is descending from above.

The lotus flower of the empty avenue is open, the stars are shining, and the bright jade pearl is even brighter, and the brilliance flowing from the nine galaxies is incomparably awaken the world.

In the earth, in the world, all the light is reflected in the vision of the illusion of the eyes, the phoenix whistle, the dragon sounded in the sky, the shocking world Rao totem appeared in the sky, the look of the earth, the streamer changed strangely, so that countless people kneeled and bowed, praying that the heavens would open their eyes.

In a trance, the big dream turned for a thousand years, looking back at a thousand different eyes, there were tears in the world, but I smiled and was not hurt. Different eyes, different worlds, different hearts, different lives.

As a human being, how can we spend our lives in peace? Determined to become the emperor, how can we master this situation and change the fate of thousands of Li people.

At this moment, the Yan Emperor's entire body has changed significantly, and his height has suddenly risen a lot, looking like a giant up close, the top can support the dome, and the bottom can fill in the abyssal sea.

Thousands of stars are hidden in the eyes, the magic hand is mysterious, a Xuanhuang is clear, thousands of floods and desolations are all in one place, the earth is gathered, the sun and the moon are the same, she seems to be integrated with the whole world.

She was feeling, she was enlightening, at this time, the starry sky turned into the light of the imperial road, and the golden light of the illusion avenue fell on the body of the Yan Emperor, setting off it even more mysterious.

Let those who bow down below be revered as gods, who first created man, and then created gods, and the "gods" born from among men are the "gods" who live in the world, and are more revered than gods.

Because the God in the hearts of the people of the world is the place of hope, and it is also the place where the light gathers, just like the words of the distant starry sky, the place where the hope is.

At the beginning of the beginning, the scriptures of the town, the mysteries of the Tao to the extreme, the vitality of the evolution of yin and yang, the convergence of the universe and the desolation, and the purification of the world's Xuanhuang turbidity, can we master the scriptures of creation.

Emperor Zhao's scriptures cannot be passed on in ancient and modern times, even if the scriptures that circulate in the world, they are all mastered in the supreme Taoist religion, or the clan of the holy relics of the ancient world, and it is difficult to find mercy in the world.

If Emperor Yan cultivates this scripture, once it is truly completed, it will be the birth of the origin of the earth, and the first emperor of the world, which can be easily mastered, and can pass on the song of eternity, carrying the light of the bright moon for thousands of years.

The scriptures created by the Yan Emperor are based on the scriptures and classics such as the Emperor of the People's Founding of the Dao, which is different from the way of the Emperor's cultivation and the method of creating the Dao.

The Emperor Sutra, surpassing all the royal realms in the world, is the most primitive cultivation method in this land, and it is also the most original Tao in this world.

The sun and moon of the earth, the spiritual life of all things, the earth and the universe as the way, the Xuanhuang sun and the moon as the basis, but also the understanding of the two streams of yin and yang, a glimpse of the mystery of the earth, and the impermanence of the fate of the two cultivations.

The ancient human race, cultivating the law of the Great Dao, feeds the life of the earth, so the light in the world will always exist, and the darkness and evil will always be hidden in the endless prison, which is like now, the world is chaotic, and the land is clear and unknown.

The avenue is even more hidden, and several generations of saints have also hidden from the world to avoid disasters, and all the races in the world are desperate and silent, and everything in the earth is crying silently.

Therefore, everyone is struggling to cross, struggling in the abyss turbulence, crossing the boundless sea of suffering, no matter how supreme you are, the kings and emperors of the world are fighting each other with their lives, fighting with their lives.

From birth to death, many people are confused, they don't know what they are resisting, and they don't know what they are fighting for in their lives.

Of course, the most important thing is to break free from the confines of this land, jump out of the prison of this world, let life continue, and let fate go away.

Today's Emperor Yan, commanding thousands of male soldiers and holding thousands of tribes, is still as small as a grain of sand and humble as dust in this desolate land of the Great Wilderness World.

If you want to lead the rise of the Yan and Huang clans, you must have a clear banner, you must have lofty ideals, and of course, you must have strong strength.

Only by crossing the forbidden realm can she be like the universe, replace the universe, further improve her own shortcomings, better polish her own foundation, and better temper her own body.

Only in this way can she quickly rise and break through, and when the new king and the king are in the wilderness, everything will be a foregone conclusion, so that the jackals who peep at the Yanhuang clan will retreat from their sinister hearts.

The dragon walked, the nine-headed phoenix phantom flew, the Yan Emperor sat on the red lotus fire, and the golden light wrapped her tightly, gradually descending.

She is perceiving the mysteries of the earth, watching the changes in the world, and always feeling in her heart that something important is missing, a factor that cannot be ignored, which still restricts herself, so that she cannot enter the Tao wholeheartedly.

But recently, he has not retreated in a hundred battles, has not been defeated in a hundred battles, in the battles on the battlefield, in the infernal hell, he has buried countless tribes with his own hands, and also buried countless lives.

The rise of one tribe will inevitably step on the thousands of bones of another tribe, but the glory is added, and the blood flows in the dark river. When power is in hand, hatred is remembered, and life has become dispensable.

Different people, different faces, each lives for their own ideals, each humbles for their own desires, who is right or wrong in the world?

The hair that moves without the wind, the god who is chaotic without the heart, and the tears that fall silently.

The king has a way, and the king also has love. The emperor has a way, and the emperor has his own truth.

It's just that in this vast world, there are many ordinary people, and how many people understand the star of the emperor? The bright light of the moon is not a day's work.

Ruthless people, ruthless hearts, not loveless lives, the emperor is at ease with his true self, and he is at ease on the road.