The small boat of Wupeng flew into the upper level of the boat of creation. Hong Xuanji, who was a dragon-headed man and an Angzang, an old man in a black robe walked into the highest level of the boat and came to the red and golden palace.

Here, the emperor was sitting upright on the dragon throne, with countless thoughts flying all over his body, manipulating the boat of creation, the king of the artifact.

Yang Pan, like his father and grandfather, practiced Taoist magic and magical powers. In terms of realm, he was no less than the abbot of the Dachan Temple, and was also a ghost immortal with four tribulations.

However, the last time he went to Taishang Dao, this man left his soul and thoughts in the boat of creation, using magical tools to conceal his own realm, so that Chu Mu never saw Yang Pan's cultivation in the soul.

As for the old man in black robe holding a long sword, this man also has an extraordinary origin. He is the martial saint Yang Yu, a hundred years ago. He was born in the Yunmeng Empire, which was hostile to the great knights. He once communicated with Meng Shenji's previous life.

Such a Yunmeng Martial Saint secretly defected to Dakan because the warrior's life span was at its limit. He broke through to the human immortal with the resources and secret techniques of Dakan, and has been serving Dakan for many years.

"Emperor," Hong Xuanji's armor slowly faded away, revealing a pale face, "That's the soul."

He took the initiative to cut off half of his arm, which was severely damaged. Even with his Martial Saint body, it would take a considerable cost to restore his arm.

But now, the most important thing is the sudden appearance of the green figure.

The soul of this world is formed by sublimating and condensing the thoughts of the soul. Only by pursuing the eighth thunder tribulation can one refine the soul and become the soul and cultivate it.

The most important thing is that condensing a soul does not necessarily require all soul thoughts. As long as the thoughts are strong enough, even some thoughts can be cultivated. Seeing the green figure walking only with the soul, it is impossible to say that its essence still has strength.

So what will this person’s true realm be?

Eight Tribulation Ghost Immortal? Or...Nine Tribulations!

It is precisely because of this that Hong Xuanji is so serious.

"This person comes from outside the world, and is a big enemy and not a friend with me, but at present, it is not impossible to use his power to deal with the Dream God Machine."

Yang Pan looked deep in front of him and the scene emerging in the air in the hall, "Dream God Machine is the real big trouble."

On the ground that has become a scorched earth, two figures slowly landed from the air. Every inch of landing, the space is under extremely heavy pressure and endless waves are rippling.

But when the two landed, fine cracks appeared in the Wannian Spirit Mountain in Taishi Mountain. In a trance, it seemed that you could hear painful wails, as if the spirituality of the mountain was roaring.

The Golden Immortal Yuanshen has a strength and cultivation of the Eight Tribulation Ghost Immortal, which is one level higher than Chu Mu today. Although his strength is not simply based on realm, the essence of having already refined souls into gods is better than Chu Mu.

What's more, the Golden Immortal Yuanshen still held a magic sword that was no less than the Three Swords of the Supreme.

——Panhuang Void Sword.

This sword is of ancient style, with a square body, which looks like the most straight and straight sword between heaven and earth. There are countless spaces overlapping, causing ripples in the space and cutting through the void of the universe.

It is precisely with this sword that the Golden Immortal Spirit can quietly pass through the "Bi Luo Da Hua Qi" and stabbed into Chu Mu's spine with one sword. If Chu Mu had not left a backup plan, he would have lost this battle.

However, at present, Chu Mu and the Eternal Kingdom are combined into one, and their body is the king of magical artifacts, and even the Panhuang Void Sword cannot cut off Chu Mu's body.

The palms and the sword blades kept rubbing, and the superimposed spaces were wiped out and regenerated. The Panhuang Void Sword was constantly expanding, but the space was destroyed by Chu Mu's five fingers.

He is like an ancient demon god, with boundless power in every move.

"God's will, the world, time."

Chu Mu called the divine sword softly and looked at the Golden Immortal Yuanshen, "Pan Huang has three swords, and my Taishang Dao also has three swords. Three swords against one sword, stay."

Cutting space, distorting time, unpredictable changes, three sword lights return to unite under the guidance of thoughts, and the light that melts everything appears again.

In dealing with this strong man who is far superior to his own realm, Chu Mu used his killer moves as soon as he made a move. The three swords of the Supreme One combine to kill the soul and kill the soul.

"The Secret Book of Eternal Life, Fortune, Wealth, Longevity and Virtue."

The golden immortal soul was filled with green flames, and countless talismans surged on their bodies, showing an ancient and lofty aura. It seemed like the incarnation of the great way, treating sentient beings as their people, and he showed part of the original atmosphere, proving his true realm, which was the undoubtedly Nine Tribulation Ghost Immortal.

Panhuang Void Sword suddenly pulled back, no longer hoping to kill Chu Mu. The sword body disintegrated part of the space, thus earning a little gap, and then turned into nothingness, passing through Chu Mu's palm like a phantom, drawing in the air in front of him.

In an instant, a beautiful landscape painting formed between the two of them. The space divides countless boundaries, layer by layer, and each mountain and water are a space.

The short distance turned into a distance at this moment, and it seemed like a world was separated between Chu Mu and the Golden Immortal Spirit.

"useless."

The golden eyes of the fire eyes penetrate the space, and the sword light of the three swords combined melted layer after layer of space, surging like a huge wave, swallowing up landscape paintings.

He was proficient in the way of the universe, time and space. After combining it with Meng Shenji into one, he read the second chapter of Taishang Dao Universe, and turned Meng Shenji's lifelong cultivation into his own. No one can match the way of time and space.

The sword light melted thousands of space. Immediately afterwards, Chu Mu's body emitted nothingness, and infinite light shot out from the acupoints around his body, just like a human-shaped sun.

"Eternal Light."

The glory of the eternal kingdom has reversed time and space. Only a ray of light exists in the sky and under the earth forever. The structure of the space is blocked. The golden immortal soul only feels like a cage, and the invisible shackles trap the limbs and bones, making him like an insect sealed into amber.

Even Panhuang’s Void Sword cannot cut off this shackle. This is the power of the eternal kingdom and the shackles of the changes in time and space.

But at this time, the boat of creation dived downward again, and the huge boat body collided with unparalleled power to the land covered by eternal light, and the huge force shook the space structure.

The golden immortal soul seized the opportunity, and the green fire surging around his body, and his body condensed, and he turned from an ordinary person's body to a baby, and the original green color turned into a sky blue color.

"The way is like the sea of ​​waves, and virtue is like the sun and the moon forever bright."

This baby used his thoughts to sword, and the Panhuang Void Sword wandered like a dragon and a snake. Under the influence of the sky blue aura, it turned into a green dragon and soared into the sky, facing the sword light that melted everything, "My virtue and true energy!"

From the golden immortal soul to the moral true infant, he turned into a long rainbow, with a sword in front of each other, the green dragon roaring at the sky, and the abundant green energy invaded the space and collided with the sword light. The real infant shuttled through, and the long rainbow came out from under the green dragon and attacked Chu Mu across.

The extremely condensed "moral true energy" carries the momentum of the sky and the earth. With one blow, the space structure was broken in one fell swoop, and the boat of creation took the opportunity to attack.

"Biluo Dahua Qi."

"The Central Wu is already empty in the great true energy."

Yang Pan controlled the king of the artifact and stormed out blue waves, shaking the eternal light with the "Bluefall Great Transformation Qi". The patterns on the tower ship emitted a brilliant light, and all kinds of qi were condensed into a light column like a white hole, projecting towards Chu Mu.

"boom!"

The Moral True Infant's palms, which were like a full moon, bombarded Chu Mu's body, making Chu Mu's body ripple like a reflection in the water.

This blow has shaken the structure of space and matter. The extremely condensed "moral education and moral true energy" is enough to shake any matter into the smallest particles.

But at the same time, the Taiyu Tower appeared around Chu Mu, and the Xuanhuang Qi merged into the pagoda. A nine-story Xuanhuang Tower suppressed everything inside, and the turbulent material was forcibly suppressed to prevent it from collapsing.

The Eternal Kingdom is a magical artifact made of a top-level small world. It has its own Xuanhuang Qi. Chu Mu condensed the Xuanhuang Qi into Xuanhuang mother Qi, integrated it into Taiyu Tower, and cultivated the nine-level Xuanhuang Tower of Heaven and Earth.

"Bang--"

The "central Wuyi's empty true energy" like a white hole bombarded the Xuanhuang Tower, like a storm of waves, arousing countless splashes of water. The empty and extremely solidified air column collided with the Xuanhuang Tower, just like the waves slamming the reefs. Although it was full of momentum, it could not be shaken at all.

"roar--"

The sound of the dragon roar came, but the Nine Fire Dragon, who had previously refined the abbot of the Dachan Temple, flew over with his teeth and claws. A big bell moved across the air, causing a sound wave to suppress everything. The true body of morality suddenly stagnated, and the soul and soul were shocked by the collision of the Ziji Bell.

If it were in the past, he would naturally be able to break free from the suppression in an instant, but at this moment he took all his strength to collide with the Xuanhuang Tower. The Taiyu Tower and the Zhouji Bell both suppressed time and space at the same time, and there was an eternal light back, which completely made the Moral True Infant lose the opportunity.

The consequences of this cease were the sword strangulation, the Qinglong cut off its head, and the Qinglong cut off its three swords.

In the annihilated blue sword energy, an ancient sword was nailed in the air by three swords, firmly clamped.

"Eight Evil Mysterious Fire Magic Formation."

The Nine Fire Dragon circled an extremely fierce formation, and the image of the evil god solidified on the earth and surrounded it into a circle.

Driven by Chu Mu, a radius of hundreds of miles instantly became a real fire hell, and the surrounding mountains were constantly melting.

The space burned out huge gaps, and turbulent flows into the void, twisting with the true fire, turning into an invisible vortex to swallow everything, but the boat of creation ignored the turbulent flow and forcibly broke into the true fire formation. The "Langxiao All Spiritual Aura" continued to sweep across, sweeping out a blank space.

but······

"No!"

Yang Pan looked at the huge gap with a blue expression, "Meng Shenji and that soul have disappeared."

Don’t say it’s Dream God Ji and Moral True Infant, even the Three Knife and Panhuang Void Sword disappeared.

Disappearance does not mean death. At least in Yang Pan's eyes, this number one person in the world is far from death. The reason why he took on the "moral education of all directions" at all costs was the idea of ​​capturing alive.

A soul at the level of the Eight Tribulation Ghost Immortal, a mouthful of the Panhuang Divine Sword, and the idea of ​​a quick battle and decisive decision are enough to make it at all costs.

Compared with these gains, the Da Zen Temple, which has been burned by real fire, is undoubtedly much worse.

"The Great Zen Temple cannot have a secret space where important things are collected. Prince, we still have a chance," Hong Xuanji suggested, "Find the past, present, and future three sutras may not be a good harvest. Also, if Meng Shenji is hit by this blow, it is still unknown whether the human immortal body can be preserved. Prince, although he has not done his best in this battle, he is not defeated."

As the future Master Hong, Hong Xuanji's words relieved Yang Pan's a little bit of depression.

"Well, it's just a matter of the end for the time being," Yang Pan suppressed the depression in his heart and said, "My boat of creation is only a semi-finished product after all. He cannot suppress the demon Meng Shenji, so he used the foundation of the Da Zen Temple as the consumables of the boat of creation. Meng Shenji, the battle between you and me is not over yet."
Chapter completed!