The body of the Ancestor Styx was also rapidly shattering, and just when the Ancestor Styx was desperate, his eyes suddenly condensed.

The ancestor of the Styx looked at the nineteen colors in his fist. There seemed to be something deep in the nineteen colors.

"How could it be?" Styx roared in shock with wide eyes.

"boom!"

The new world collapsed instantly.

The fate of the Great Trend Master was also instantly shattered.

The River Styx also shattered instantly.

Everything collapsed, and the entire Wuji fell into an endless energy group.

The rolling fortune suddenly flowed out again and rushed straight to the first world.

"It's over?" The lotus god in the distance said in a daze.

"The River Styx was defeated! Alas!" Dongfang Bubai sighed slightly.

"Fate?" The tomb Immortal King said with a gloomy face.

The fate is too strong, and how can I resist it with two hundred and fifty-six times?

There was a silence in everyone's heart. The original new world has now turned into a pair of ruins.

With all destruction, the consciousness of fate will no longer pay attention to it.

At this moment, Fate shook his head, turned his head to look at the other head next to him, and looked at Yan Chuan.

This Yan Chuan instantly became a thorn in the eyes of fate.

No one can disobey his will, no one can resist his will, Yan Chuan in front of him can.

A murderous intent flashed in the eyes of fate.

"Roar!" Yan Chuan's head suddenly roared, and at this moment, he broke free from the seal of fate.

"boom!"

Yan Chuan hit the head of fate with a self-destructive bang.

"Roar!" Fate was angry.

Suddenly, Yan Chuan and his fate started to fight, and there was chaos. No one allowed them to let them go.

"Boom!"

In the Wuji, the battle continues.

Not far away, among a pair of ruins, a black river appeared. The black river slowly condensed, condensing into the shape of the ancestor of the Styx.

The Ancestor of the Styx came back to life again, but the Ancestor of the Styx had cracks on his face and cracks all over his body, as if a series of ravines appeared everywhere on his body.

The ancestor of the Styx looked at the pair of ruins and showed a bitter smile.

With a slight grasp, a transparent small drop of water appeared in the center of the ruins. The appearance of the small droplets was the infinitely reduced body of the previous new world.

"Haha!" The ancestor of the Styx smiled bitterly and turned his head to look at Yan Chuan in the distance.

"Master, the ancestor of the Styx is alive again? But he is covered in cracks. It seems that his fate is broken?" The Lotus God frowned.

"The fate is broken?" Everyone looked at the Styx with a slightly moving expression.

"If other people do this, both body and spirit will inevitably be destroyed, but I believe that the broken fate of the River Styx will definitely be repaired. It's just a matter of time!" The tomb Immortal King said in a deep voice.

"Even if it was this failure, the Ancestor of the Styx proved his correctness. However, his fate is too strong." Dongfang Bubai sighed slightly.

far away.

Yan Chuan is no match for fate after all.

"boom!"

Once again, Yan Chuan was stationary.

With a strong sense of reluctance, Yan Chuan stared at fate.

The eyes of the tens of thousands of colorful people stared at Yan Chuan.

"Those who go against me will die!" said Fate coldly.

Yan Chuan smiled bitterly. After all, he was defeated by fate? He had already broken through its consciousness suppression, but it was still much worse.

The eyes of fate showed murderous aura, and reached out to destroy Yan Chuan.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly a yellow light enveloped Yan Chuan's body.
Chapter completed!