The Boat of Creation was fully activated, and Yang Panwei was incomparable, and he actually drove the Boat of Creation and Transformation straight to Moluo, tearing through the endless sea of blood with one punch, surrounded by 480 million runes, and each rune gathered together, producing incredible changes.

"The Master is back! Mystery, return! ”

Yang Pan roared, his memory was burning, all the immortal nectar he had collected and refined for nineteen years was absorbed, and Yang Pan's body suddenly burst out with infinite blood, just like an indelible god, the god of truth that has withstood the erosion of time, vitality, thoughts, and momentum are endlessly expanding.

"The boat of creation, crossing the sea of suffering."

The last shout, located on Yang Pan's chest, a face with closed eyes emerged, which was Hong Xuanji's face.

"Are you going to sacrifice yourself to bring back Hong Xuanji?" Moro was clear.

Hong Xuanji once gave one of his thoughts to Yang Pan to show his loyalty, and Yang Pan put it in his atrium to show his trust in Hong Xuanji's whole body.

The monarch and the minister trust each other more than the husband and wife, and now this idea is used by Yang Pan to resurrect Hong Xuanji.

And Yang Pan knew that when he and Hong Xuanji discovered the Boat of Creation and the remains of the Heavenly Scripture of Creation, Hong Xuanji gave him all these magic weapons, and for so many years, he has been sacrificing and refining the Boat of Creation.

But there has been no real induction, no sacrifice to achieve the unity of god and form, and the true spirit and flesh magic treasure immortal are completely combined, so that the soul is the boat, and the boat is the soul.

"I am not your opponent, you are the ultimate human emperor that the ancient emperor pinned his hopes on, but Xuanji is the son of Daqian and Daqian, although I am dead, but Xuanji is still there." Yang Pan has already made up his mind.

As a generational emperor, he has never lacked such a thing as determination.

"No, the emperor, if there is no king, how can he come to the minister." Located on Yang Pan's chest, Hong Xuanji's face appeared, and he suddenly opened his mouth. "The monarch and the minister are together, heaven and earth are human, this is the right way of heaven and earth."

"Mystery."

"Your Majesty."

The righteousness of monarchs and ministers, Confucian principles, and the idea of loyalty and filial piety. The two ideas were completely fused, and Yang Pan's body became stronger and stronger, constantly rising, and finally fused together flawlessly, and there was no difference between each other.

This is what they realized after observing Mo Luo, fusing each other's strongest places and becoming an existence that transcends both sides but is also the existence of both sides - Yang Xuanji!

At the moment when Yang Xuanji was born, he seemed to feel that ninety-nine points in his body suddenly beat faintly. At the same time, these ninety-nine points, I don't know where they are hidden, seem to be in their own body, and they seem to be not in their own body, but above the ninety-nine states of Daqian.

The last ninety-nine acupuncture points in the human body are not in one's own body, but on the land of ninety-nine states.

In a trance, Yang Xuanji seemed to see the true face of the entire world.

A vast land, suspended in the center of the universe, constantly running, the huge sun in the sky, a thousand times more vast than those suns and stars in the outer heavens, jumped from the space, jumped into a space at night, and jumped out of the space during the day, shining on the earth. This mode of operation is completely different from the operation mode of the extraterrestrial solar star.

The world is the center of the universe and the place where the universe originated.

The Nine Abyss Divine Domain, just in the void turbulence above the Great Thousand World, is one with the Great Thousand World, and at that moment, the labyrinth is like the alveoli of the Great Thousand World.

The ninety-nine states are the center of the world.

Yujing City is the center of the ninety-nine states.

The human body is a microcosm of the universe, or a tiny projection of the universe of heaven and earth, and the ninety-nine acupuncture points of the human body are not in the body, but in the ninety-nine states.

"The acupuncture points around the body, the number of one yuan, one era, the Great Perfection! Great merit! Great achievement! I crush the vacuum crush! Broken! Broken! Broken! Broken! Broken! Broken! Broken! Broken! Yang Xuanji roared, and at the sound of ninety-nine waves of tidal waves, the entire world was in turmoil.

People are adhering to the ninety-nine states of earth and qi and two lives, so there are ninety-nine acupuncture points in the body, which are placed in the ninety-nine states and cooperate with Kun Yuan.

Comprehend the way of Kundi, the life of all things. Shattered inside and outside, can break through the world, the subtle connection between the center of the universe and the human body itself, condense the one-yuan acupuncture points in the body, all shatter, with its huge power, sublimate their own life in one fell swoop, the breath is equal to the gods of heaven and earth, all in one, all evil will not invade, ten thousand immortals will not break.

The body, flesh and soul are connected to the universe, so that their true body is actually the vast world, as well as all the lands in the universe of heaven and earth, and the universe is immortal and self-indestructible.

Every punch that kills can be connected with the power of the land in the vast world and the entire universe of heaven and earth, surging like a tide, Mo Ran can resist it.

It can be said that he is the embodiment of virtue, the embodiment of the ninety-nine states of the earth, the incubator of all living beings between heaven and earth, and selflessly nurtures all living beings in the world. There is even a feeling that he is the "Great World", he is the "Ninety-Nine States", he is the embodiment of the earth, his previous life is the soul of the earth, and now he is just a wisp of soul, reincarnated, and become a human.

In the face of such a force, such a powerful force, how can Moro be able to defeat him? How can Moro be undefeated?!

Clenching his fists, Yang Xuanji roared angrily, as the protagonist of the human race, the luck of the human emperor and the luck of the son of Daqian, who is the son of the world, are entangled with each other, and the unity of heaven and man has reached the point of shattering the vacuum, the end of this blood martial arts.

"Moluo, you will defeat me!"

Yang Xuanji believed that there was no longer any existence in the world at this moment who was his opponent, even Mo Luo would be bombarded by him, and the great cadres would dominate the eternal era of the world.

But in the face of Yang Xuanji, who was at the extreme, the three long swords in the heavenly wheel behind Mo Luo were inserted in front of Mo Luo in turn, exuding three magnificent lights, which were beautiful.

"Panhuang has three swords, and Taishang has three swords, but I don't know that I also have three swords."

"The first sword, said to be born."

The red gold of the phoenix blood symbolizes the life that crosses the sea of suffering, and the life of man is constantly reborn in the great sea of suffering in the world, and reaches enlightenment.

"The second sword, death."

The gold of the Dao Tribulation is engraved with the most terrible Dao pattern between heaven and earth, symbolizing the bitter sea of the world, endless tribulation, and the sinking of sentient beings in the sea of suffering.

"The third sword, said karma."

Thinking about the sword of karma, any action will naturally produce a kind of power, and this power will force people to do new actions, and this new behavior will produce new power, and so that actions will produce power, and power will produce actions, and it will form a spiral of karma.

"At this moment, you are finally qualified to witness my sword."

Life, death, and karma are integrated, thousands of love threads are entwined into red sword spikes, and the heavenly wheel falls into a rotating circular sword hilt, encompassing all the six reincarnations, and all kinds of sorrows and joys of thousands of living beings.

"Etiquette and Misfortune, Fallacy, Fallacy, Truth, I-"

"Slash!"

(End of chapter)