Ten thousand ancestors of the Styx, each of them is eighteenth level. They are magnificent and extremely fierce!

The huge scene came, and even the immortal king of the tomb not far away, Dongfang Bubai and others felt a little cold in their hearts.

The zombie Yan Chuan is the fate of the present, but he doesn't care about it.

Standing in Wuji, gently stretched out his right palm, but the five nails on his right hand quickly grew wildly, and in a blink of an eye it rose to a foot long. The nails were as sharp as a knife, like five slender black knives, emitting rolling black air.

Fate did not fear these ten thousand strong men, but took a step and instantly arrived at the closest place of the Styx clone.

The clone of the Styx reached out and a black long sword pierced out. When it pierced out, eighteen colorful lights burst out everywhere. An unstoppable momentum came towards the fate.

Fate's eyes were cold, and the five armored swords in his hand suddenly slashed.

"Bang!"

The black long sword was instantly cut into six sections, and the fierce blade passed by, and everything turned into six parts. Even the clone of the Ancestor of the Styx was suddenly transformed by this five-armored sword and instantly turned into six sections.

It is unstoppable, unstoppable, without any obstacles.

The clone of the River Styx in the eighteenth heaven was instantly dismembered?

In the distance, the grave Immortal King and others felt a chill in their hearts.

The attack of Fate is too fast and too fierce. It kills an eighteenth level of heaven in an instant?

However, the number of clones of the Styx is extremely large.

The hundreds of Styx Rivers swung their swords almost at the same time, carrying hundreds of fierce powers, just like hundreds of dragons roaring towards their destiny.

"boom!"

The huge blow hit Fate and emitted a strong energy rush.

In the sea of ​​clones, the Styx looked at the chaotic energy area solemnly.

Wait until the chaotic energy is melted by Wuji, and the body of fate is exposed again.

However, his fate was unscathed and he was only restrained, and his strong body was blocked.

Almost everyone's faces darkened.

"The body of the nineteenth level of heaven?" The immortal king of the grave in the distance darkened.

Half of the Tomb Immortal King's body is so strong, so he naturally knows that the body is fierce, but half of the body of the Tomb Immortal King's body is restricted by the other half, and he cannot be as perfect as Yan Chuan's body.

"Roar!" Fate roared and rushed towards a clone of the Styx again.

"The body of the nineteenth level of heaven? Humph, I don't believe it can't be broken!" The ancestor of the Styx looked cold.

Thousands of clones quickly stand in various directions to form a formation.

"I am the master of fortune in the world of virtuality and reality!" The ancestor of the Styx shouted.

"boom!"

The Avenue of the Styx suddenly appeared in Wuji, like a rushing Black River, surrounding all the clones and fates of the Styx River into the rushing Black River.

"Boom!"

The river rushes, trapped in fate—

Between heaven and earth, the city of Qin.

The Emperor Killing, Gui Guzi, Mo Yuxi, Zi Zi and others all surrounded Yan Chuan, who was unconscious.

The fate was suppressed by fate, the body of the zombie Yan Chuan was taken away, and the human body was in a coma, which should have been left to fate.

But at this moment, Yan Chuan, the human body, emitted a trace of eighteen-colored light from time to time.

"Mr. Killing Emperor, what's going on with my father now?" asked Pluto worriedly.

"I don't know!" The murderer shook his head.

"Let me see!" Guiguzi shouted.

At this moment, everyone had no choice but to investigate Guiguzi, so they naturally made way for Guiguzi to investigate.

Although Guiguzi lost Dazhen's fortune not long ago, this is force majeure. At least if the ancestor of the Styx takes action, no one can defend it.

Guiguzi reached out and put his hand on Yan Chuan's arm, closed his eyes, and slightly activated his magic power in his hand.

"Buzz!"

Next to Yan Chuan, the road suddenly soared into the sky.

Cypress Avenue suddenly popped up.

"Huh?" Everyone said in surprise.

"This is the secret method taught by the teacher back then, which can activate the Bo Clan's great way!" Guiguzi said.

Guiguzi's teacher is Emperor Bai, and Yan Chuan's first grandfather.

At this moment, when the Cypress Avenue came out, it emitted a green light. As it slowly rotated, rolling power poured into the body of Yan Chuan.

"The cypress trees are still running!" Guiguzi's face was delighted.

"What's the meaning?"

"The movement of the cypress tree means that the emperor's will has not been completely suppressed. The emperor's will is resisting the will of fate!" Guiguzi said.

"Yan Chuan is resisting fate?" The Emperor of Killing said in surprise.

"The emperor's will is stronger than that of the generals. The emperor did block part of the will of fate. He did it!" Guiguzi immediately showed a look of joy.

"How is this possible? The will of fate cannot be violated. Yan Chuan's two bodies are only at the seventeenth level. How can he withstand the suppression of fate? How can he resist?" The Emperor Killing showed an incredible feeling.

A sense of firmness flashed in Guiguzi's eyes, and he smiled slightly: "Because the Emperor has something that no one does not have, because this thing makes the will of the earth infinitely expand and make the Emperor infinitely stronger!"

"What?"--

Yan Chuan’s sea of ​​consciousness.

The fate invaded, and instantly suppressed Yan Chuan's consciousness with a momentum.

It was like a vast ocean of chaos, instantly sealing Yanchuan into the depths of the sea.

In the past, generals and ministers also experienced it.

Consciousness is the most vulnerable thing for human beings. In the past, generals and ministers had no resistance at all when they were descending from this chaotic sea. They sank directly into the depths of the sea, 'suffocating' and coma, and their bodies completely became a carrier of fate. They had no power to resist and were directly parasitized.

But now Yan Chuan is the same. He is instantly sunk to the bottom of the sea. The suffocation of the Chaos Sea, and the Yan Chuan consciousness that is fast-moving will be unable to resist.

The body is quickly taken over. The human body is unconscious and the zombie body is controlled.

Unable to sense himself, but Yan Chuan's consciousness did not fall into a "coma". Although he was "suffocated", there was a white group of beliefs covering Yan Chuan's consciousness.

This belief is "hope".

The fire of hope is the fire of hope for the people.

Since the vast world, Yan Chuan has been struggling for this fire of hope for life, constantly working hard, and constantly for this immortal belief, Yan Chuan can bury himself alive in his first life.

Just for this hope, the immortal hope of the people.

This is a supreme belief. With today, it has been tempered by Yan Chuan for countless years. This belief in "hope" is deeply rooted in Yan Chuan's body and is the source of all the power of Yan Chuan.

This is what Yan Chuan thought he could withstand the control of fate.

Yan Chuan did it. This belief in "hope" that has been tempered by "the world is the public" since millions of years ago is now wrapped in Yan Chuan's consciousness, supporting Yan Chuan's consciousness to prevent him from being "suffocated" by the Chaos Sea of ​​Destiny.

Deep in the seabed, it seemed to be in extreme "hypoxia", and Yan Chuan's consciousness continued to swim towards the sea with this belief in "hope".

Yan Chuan wants to snatch his body back, he must snatch it back.

PS: If this chapter is a little less, the next chapter will be more. Today's fourth update will not be less.
Chapter completed!