Vigorous vitality emerges from the black gold nest, and the past few days contain the will of the first world, and it seems to be rapidly activating the world of Styx!
Da Shizun's fate floats in the Styx World, and the Three Thousand Heavenly Dao is rapidly condensing and is quickly taking root in the Styx World. wWW. QUanbEn-xIAoShUo. Com
"Wow!"
The Yin and Yang worlds of the Styx World quickly draw each other's power, vitality into the Yang, and death into the Yin.
"Om!"
Above the world of Styx, a looming nineteen-color light appeared. Although it flashed past, it seemed to herald that a new world that could survive in the Promise was about to be born.
"call!"
When the world of Styx rose slightly, it was like a person's heartbeat, and he was about to live.
"Are you going to succeed?" A trace of complexity flashed in the eyes of the fairy king in the distant grave.
There are joys and regrets. If it can be achieved, it will be the blessing of the world, but it is a pity that it is not brought by yourself.
A new world separated from the first world. A new Tai Chi.
Everyone squeezed their fists, and a strong expectation flashed.
Even the ancestor of Styx is the same at this moment.
The previous unwillingness, because of the Wujin nest sent by Yanchuan, everything was resolved.
Everything is resolved, as long as there is time, and no time, I must be completely successful.
"Yan Chuan, thank you very much, for this success, you are the first to do it!" The ancestor of Styx laughed excitedly.
But at this moment, Yan Chuan suddenly felt a strong will, about to rush into his mind.
"Suffer!" Yan Chuan's face changed.
"call!"
Without hesitation, the two Yan Chuans quickly turned around and shot towards the sky and the earth.
In a blink of an eye, rushed into the world.
"What's the matter?" The strong people asked puzzled.
But soon, everyone reacted, and everyone's pupils shrank.
"boom!"
The two Yan Chuans crashed into the Great Qin City.
"Yan Chuan, where's my hat? Meow!" Meow rushed forward.
"Boom!"
Yan Chuan slapped Meow away.
"puff!"
In midair, Meow vomited a mouthful of blood, looked at Yan Chuan in amazement, Yan Chuan hit me
"Meow!" Meow was full of incredible cries.
At this moment, both Yan Chuans were shaking. His face was painful.
"Great Emperor, what's the matter with you?" Dazhen's courtiers rushed in quickly.
"boom!"
Two Yan Chuans shot at the same time and knocked everyone out.
Kill the emperor flew to the front.
"Quickly, everyone avoids, the fate is about to invade Yan Chuan!" Said the emperor.
"What?" The great minister who was beaten in the Quartet asked in surprise.
"Dazhen people of the world!" Two Yan Chuans cried out in agony at the same time.
"Lift, hold up, wait...!" The two Yan Chuans cried out with difficulty.
"Om!"
The intense tremor interrupted what Yan Chuan was about to say.
Yan Chuan wanted to mobilize the power of a country to resist the invasion of life. But the invasion of fate was too fierce.
It is as strong as Yan Chuan, and it cannot be resisted at this moment.
Yan Chuan couldn't say a word with the expression of pain on his face.
"boom!"
Suddenly, at the foot of the two Yan Chuans, seven emperor altars appeared, and the emperor altar quickly rushed out of two white lights.
"boom!"
Suddenly, Yan Chuan's powerful will was instantly vulnerable to a single blow in front of Fate.
"Om!"
Both Yan Chuan fell to the ground.
"Husband!" "Father!" "Great!"...
The entrance of the central hall was anxious.
"Don't come here!" Killing the emperor quickly stopped everyone.
Killing the emperor felt a tyrannical aura radiating, the aura was too fierce, even if he was standing not far away, he suddenly felt his whole body hairy.
"boom!"
Yan Chuan suddenly passed out in a coma.
And the zombie Yan Chuan, stepping on the four altars of the Great Emperor, slowly stood up.
"Yan Chuan?" Meow coughed and cried.
The zombie Yan Chuan's eyes were cold, his eyes glowing with nineteen colors, he twisted his head slightly, ignored everyone, and looked up at the starry sky.
"boom!"
The zombie Yan Chuan stepped up into the sky, rushing through the sky full of stars in an instant, and entered the Promise.
However, Yan Chuan was unconscious and collapsed in front of the central hall.
"Husband!" Mo Yuxi hugged Yan Chuan.
"The fate, the fate is born again!" The Emperor said with an ugly expression.
"Mr. Killing Emperor, how is my husband now?" Mo Yuxi looked at Killing Emperor anxiously.
Killing Emperor also checked Yan Chuan.
"Yan Chuan's practice of usurping his fate is different from others. He separates life from death. In fact, two Yan Chuans share the same fate. The fate suppressed Yan Chuan's fate, so Yan Chuan fell asleep, and the zombie Yan Chuan was killed. Controlled, Yan Chuan can't move his body anymore." The Emperor said solemnly.
"Then, what should I do now?" Mo Yuxi said anxiously.
"There are only two ways. First, Yan Chuan defeats the fateful will by himself, oh, but this is impossible. How can Yan Chuan's will beat the fate? Second, it is to wait for the fate to complete his own affairs and retreat by himself, then Shi Yanchuan woke up!" Said the emperor solemnly.
Everyone was silent for a while.
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In the Promise.
The heroes watched the recovery of Styx World, and at the same time worried about Yan Chuan's sudden change just now.
But, soon, Yan Chuan returned.
"boom!"
The fierce speed instantly brought out a large swath of stars and countless demons like Promise.
"Wow!"
The stars and the demon were instantly melted by the power of Wu Ji.
The zombie Yan Chuan stepped on the altar of the Great Emperor and stood not far from the strong.
A breathtaking breath came out, and the faces of the powerful people around him sank.
"Fate?" Lian Shen asked in surprise.
In the Promise, the East Invincible, Zhongshan, the tomb fairy king, and the lotus god all showed solemn colors.
In the Heavenly Demon Realm, Fuxi also showed anxiety.
You know, the ancestor of Styx is about to succeed, and once it succeeds, everyone in the world will be saved. But at this time, a fate came out
The body of the minister is indeed the body that fate likes to parasitize.
Yan Chuan looked at the world of Styx in the distance with cold eyes.
Old Ancestor Styx also saw this scene, his face gloomy.
"Position, the past is gone, why rebirth? Imitate my body, shape my deity, an abominable parasite!" Fate's voice said coldly.
There are not many expressions, it is still the same as before, only a part of consciousness is revived. This part of consciousness has two purposes, destroying Da Shizun and destroying the world of Styx.
The faces of the surrounding heroes changed.
The tomb fairy king flew over in an instant.
"The ancestor of Styx, although he seizes my first opportunity, he can survive for the common people of the world. I will block your life for a period of time, so you can speed up the action!" The Tomb Immortal King shouted.
"Master!" Lian Shen also looked towards the East undefeated, hoping that the East would make an unbeaten move.
However, the Unbeaten East shook his head.
The ancestor Styx in the distance also said in a deep voice: "Grave Immortal King, I have the kindness, you go away!"
"Huh?" The grave immortal king's face sank.
"The fate is aimed at me, Da Shizun Fate and my world. It is inconvenient for you to chase hands. Once chasing hands, more thoughts cause and effect will affect the fate number, and more fate number consciousness will be awakened!" The ancestor Styx said in a deep voice.
The tomb fairy king's face changed, and he immediately understood.
The fate is only partially awakened, and the current consciousness has only one purpose. If you chase your hands, the fate will be even stronger.
"I understand!" The grave king nodded.
The tomb fairy king quickly retreated, and a group of peerless powerful men watched worriedly.
The ancestors of the Styx River were not afraid. At this moment, the world of Styx gradually entered the right track, and the ten palace masters controlled the world quickly.
The ancestor of the Styx took a ten thousand clone and stepped out of the world of Styx, looking at the fate of the opposite side coldly.
"I know that I will face you today, so I will fight you when you recover from the general body. I hope to be familiar with your strength. This time, I will fight with all my strength. Fate, come on !" The ancestors of Styx believed in himself.
"boom!"
Ten thousand Styx ancestors culled toward the fate.
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