Ten thousand Styx ancestors, all eighteen heavens. Magnificent and ferocious!

The huge scene came, even the Tomb Immortal King, Dongfang Undefeated and others not far away, they were also slightly chilled in their hearts.

Zombie Yan Chuan, that is, today's life, didn't care.

Standing in the middle of Wuji, gently stretching out his right palm, the five nails of his right hand grew up quickly, and in the blink of an eye, they rose to a foot long, and the nails were knife-shaped, like five slender black knives, exuding billowing black gas.

Instead of fearing these 10,000 powerhouses, Fate took a step and instantly arrived at the nearest Styx clone.

The Styx clone made a move, and a black long sword stabbed out, and when it stabbed out, eighteen colorful lights burst out in all directions. An unstoppable rush of life is coming.

The eyes of the number of people were cold, and the five-armor knife in his hand slashed violently.

"Bang!"

The black long sword was cut into six sections in an instant, and the fierce blade passed, and everything turned into six, even the Styx Ancestor clone, which was suddenly dissolved by this five-armor knife, and instantly turned into six pieces.

Unstoppable, unstoppable, unhindered.

The Styx clone of the Eighteenth Heavens was split up in an instant?

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

The speed of that blow was too fast, too ferocious, and it killed an eighteen heavens in an instant?

However, the number of Styx clones is extremely large.

Hundreds of Styxes, almost at the same time, swung their long swords, with a hundred fierce might, like a hundred dragons roaring straight to the number.

"Boom!"

The giant blow slammed into the number of lives, sending out a strong rush of energy.

In the sea of doppelgangers, Styx looked solemnly at the chaotic energy zone.

When the chaotic energy is dissolved by Wuji, the body of fate is once again exposed.

The number of lives was unharmed, it was only restrained, and the strong body was all blocked.

Almost everyone's faces sank.

"The body of the Nineteen Heavens?" The Tomb Immortal King in the distance turned pale.

Half of the Tomb Immortal King's body is so strong, he naturally knows the ferocity of this body, but half of the Tomb Immortal King's body has to be restricted by the other half of his body, and he can't be as perfect as Yan Chuan's body.

"Roar!" Fate roared, and once again lunged towards a Styx clone.

"The flesh body of the Nineteenth Heavens, hmph, I don't believe it can't be broken!" Styx Ancestor's eyes were cold.

There are thousands of clones quickly standing in all directions, forming a formation.

"Heaven and earth, I am the creator of the world!" shouted the Styx Ancestor.

"Boom!"

The avenue of the Styx suddenly appeared in the infinity, like a rushing black river, enclosing all the Styx clones and fates into the rushing black river.

"Boom!"

The river is rushing, and the number of lives is trapped -

Between heaven and earth, Great Qin City.

Emperor Killing, Guiguzi, Mo Yuxi, Zizi and others all surrounded Yan Chuan, who was unconscious.

was suppressed by the number of fate, the zombie Yan Chuan's body was taken away, and the human body Yan Chuan fell into a coma, and he should have resigned himself to fate.

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

"Mr. Kill Emperor, what is the matter with my father Emperor now?" asked the Hades King worriedly.

"I don't know!" the Emperor shook his head.

"Let me see!" Guiguzi shouted.

At this moment, everyone had nothing to do, Guiguzi wanted to investigate, and everyone naturally let Guiguzi investigate.

Although Guiguzi lost the Great Zhen Fortune not long ago, this is force majeure, at least if the Styx Ancestor makes a move, no one can hold it.

Guiguzi put his hand on Yan Chuan's arm, closed his eyes, and slightly urged mana in his hand.

"Buzz!"

Beside Yan Chuan, the body suddenly soared into the sky.

Cypress Avenue popped up.

"Huh?" said the crowd in surprise.

"This is the secret method that the teacher taught me back then, and it can stimulate the avenue of the Bai clan!" Guiguzi said.

Guiguzi's teacher is Bai Huang, that is, the grandfather of Yan Chuan's first generation.

At this moment, the cypress tree came out, but it emitted a verdant light, and in the slow rotation, the rolling power poured into the body of Yan Chuan.

"The cypress tree is still running!" Guiguzi said with a smile on his face.

"What do you mean?"

"The cypress tree is running, which means that the will of the emperor has not been completely suppressed, and the will of the emperor is resisting the will of the number of fate!" Guiguzi said.

"Yan Chuan is resisting the number of lives?" said Emperor Killer in surprise on the side.

"The emperor's will is stronger than that of the generals, and the emperor has indeed blocked part of the will of life. He did it!" Guiguzi suddenly showed great joy.

"How is this possible? The will of the number of lives is inviolable, the realm of Yan Chuan's two bodies is only seventeen heavens, how can it be possible to resist the suppression of the number of lives? How can it still resist?"

A wave of firmness flashed in Guiguzi's eyes, and he smiled slightly: "Because the Great Emperor has something that no one has, because of this thing, the will of the earth can be infinitely expanded, and the Great Emperor can become infinitely stronger!"

"What?"—

Yan Chuan's sea of consciousness.

The number of lives invaded, and Yan Chuan's consciousness was suppressed in an instant.

It was like an ocean of chaotic sea, instantly sealing Yan Chuan into the depths of the seabed.

In the past, generals and ministers also experienced it.

Consciousness is the most fragile thing of people, and the former generals and ministers did not resist at all under the advent of this chaotic sea, and directly sank into the depths of the sea, 'suffocated' and fell into a coma, and their bodies were completely reduced to the carrier of life, and they had no power to resist, and they were directly parasitized.

And now Yan Chuan is the same, he was sunk to the bottom of the sea in an instant, the 'suffocation' of the chaotic sea, and the fast Yan Chuan consciousness will be unable to resist.

The flesh was quickly taken over. The body is unconscious, and the zombie body is controlled.

Unable to sense himself, Yan Chuan's consciousness did not fall into a 'coma', although it was 'suffocated', there was a white belief group that shrouded Yan Chuan's consciousness.

This belief is 'hope'.

The flame of hope is the flame of hope for the common people.

Since the beginning of the world, Yan Chuan has been fighting for this flame of hope all his life, constantly working hard, and constantly for this immortal belief, Yan Chuan can bury himself alive in the first life.

Just for this hope, the hope of the people.

This is a supreme belief, which has been refined by Yan Chuan to this day, and this belief of 'hope' is deeply rooted in Yan Chuan's body, and it is the source of all Yan Chuan's strength.

This is also what Yan Chuan thought could resist the control of fate.

Yan Chuan did it, and this belief in 'hope', which has been tempered by 'the world for the public' since millions of years ago, is now wrapped in Yan Chuan's consciousness and supports Yan Chuan's consciousness from being 'suffocated' by the sea of chaos and falling unconscious.

In the depths of the seabed, it seemed to be in a state of extreme 'lack of oxygen', and Yan Chuan's consciousness continued to swim towards the surface of the sea with this belief in 'hope'.

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

ps: There is a little less in this chapter, and there will be more in the next chapter. Today's four watches, there will be no less.

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