The moment the new world of the Ancestor Styx was smashed by fate, endless fortunes suddenly flowed quickly and poured into the first world!

"Boom!"

The fortune enters the earth and quickly spreads the yin and yang realms, quickly gathering the dragon veins that were originally pulled away from the earth again.

At the same time, these fortunes seem to retain memories of the past, where they come from and where they go.

A group of peerless strong men felt that their fate entered the world, quickly entered the world, and looked over the Great Qin City.

"Guiguzi?" Lian Shen said in surprise.

"Swap your life, Guiguzi exchanged his life for Yan Chuan's life? Death for Yan Chuan?" The tomb Immortal King said in surprise.

"They have the same fate!"

"The consciousness of fate has only awakened a part of it, and I have recognized one fate. No matter what the other ones, these two fates are exactly the same, and they actually hide their fate?"

"A person with the same fate can only have one living. Haha, I thought there must be a battle between Yan Chuan and Gui Guzi, but I didn't expect Gui Guzi to be so righteous!"

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Everyone sighed.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

Two Guiguzi exploded and opened, and Yan Chuan was in a state of great emotion.

The peerless heroes were silent.

"This time, Guiguzi replaced Yan Chuan. Next time, what should I do?" Dongfang Bubai sighed slightly.

The fate had faded, and Dongfang Bubai also felt regretful and left with the Lotus God.

The Immortal King of the Grave looked at it and finally left.

In this battle, he failed, and the ancestor of the Styx failed. The people lost another chance.

The Tomb Immortal King was not in a good mood. He arrived at the border of the Western Outer Continent, where the Tomb disciples and heroes of the Great Sage World were waiting.

"Head of the family!" cried a group of disciples of the tomb clan.

"Let's go, go back!" said the grave fairy king lightly.

"Yes!" Everyone flew to the world of great goodness with the tomb immortal king.

Zhong Shan stood in the starry sky, with Jian Ao standing beside him, and the two looked at the entrance of the central hall in the distance.

"Ghost Valley Dayi, Yan Chuan escaped this disaster. Unfortunately, this emperor's altar is not a good thing!" Jian Ao said in a deep voice.

The Emperor's Altar?

It is because of the Emperor's altar that he chose Yan Chuan as the first choice. This thing is indeed not a good thing.

"Not only that, there is also the body of the zombie Yan Chuan. Perhaps even without the altar of the emperor, his fate will still be found!" Zhong Shan shook his head.

The two of them looked at it for a while and finally flew back to the vast world.

Although Wu Zi did not participate in the war, he was always paying attention to the movements of the world. He stood in the dark and watched everything. At this moment, his mood became heavier and heavier.

Wu Zhi found that his pace was getting further and further away from the heroes.

Today's sixteenth heaven is extremely powerful in the past, but facing the world today, it seems to be waiting to be destroyed at any time.

At the entrance of Tai Chi Palace, Wu Zi sighed slightly.

At this moment, suddenly, the whole world was filled with noise.

"And!" "And!" "And!".........

Countless dragon roars sounded from the depths of the earth, and their fortunes filled the dragon veins again, and then overflowed the fortunes soared into the sky and returned to all parts of the world.

Daqin City and Xianyang City, the rolling fortunes are back again, and they are rushing into the sea of ​​clouds in the sky and enter the area of ​​the sea of ​​luck.

"And!" "And!"

The two fortunes of golden dragons reappear.

Just like the golden dragon of luck in the past, he once again recognized the Great Heaven Realm.

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More than ten days later.

In the midst of the silence.

"boom!"

An eighteen-colored fog spread out from the body of the zombie Yan Chuan.

"Eighteenth level?" The zombie Yan Chuan opened his eyes. Two eighteen colorful lights burst out from his eyes, with sharp eyes and fierce aura.

Zombie Yan Chuan looked at his palms.

"The gift of the Styx? The entire fate power of the Styx, as well as the power overflowing from the shattering of the new world, made me break through?" Zombie Yan Chuan said with a sense of surprise.

It is difficult to cultivate as a general. The endless efforts of the general in the past are only seventeenth level.

Unexpectedly, the Styx River was so much stronger than the former generals.

He clenched his fist suddenly.

A firmness flashed in Yan Chuan's eyes: "Old Ancestor of the Styx, thank you for your gift. This gift is extremely important to me and saves me from the effort of turning over. Although I don't understand what you mean in the end, I said that my fate has become stronger. You said that you underestimated fate, but I will do my best to not disappoint those who put their hopes on me!"

"My grandfather, Emperor Bai, Emperor Guiguzi, Emperor Kong, General Secretary, The Styx, Grand Master, Grand Master, Grand Master, Watch, I will do my best. If my dream comes true one day, I will help you all the way. I hope we will have the opportunity to drink and have a happy conversation together." Yan Chuan said solemnly.

Close your eyes, Yan Chuan's mind entered the middle of his eyebrows. At this moment, there was a small droplet of liquid, and the inside looked like a phantom of the previous new world.

"Is the heart of the world? Although I don't know what this thing can do now, I will think about it carefully!" Yan Chuan said solemnly.

After saying that, the zombie Yan Chuan rushed straight to Daqin City.

"boom!"

When the zombie Yan Chuan returned, some ministers surrounded him.

"Emperor!" A group of ministers surrounded him.

"Let's go!" said the zombie Yan Chuan.

Then, he led a group of important officials to enter the world of the world.

In the world of the world, Yan Chuan was already waiting, and almost everyone was wearing white mourning clothes.

The queen, the prince, and some important officials were waiting.

The Seven Dragon Chariot stopped quietly at the entrance of Chaotian Palace.

Yan Chuan, the queen and the prince stepped onto the dragon chariot, and a group of ministers followed him.

"Go!" Bai Qi shouted.

"And!" "And!"………

The seven dragons took off and headed towards the north.

The important minister of Dazhen almost moved in full swing and headed straight for the vast world of the North Wai Dynasty.

At this moment, Yan Chuan was no longer worried about sneak attacks from other places. The situation in the world is almost clear now. There are only a few forces left in total. Yan Chuan is sure that they will not take advantage of these few.

A few days later, everyone entered North Wai.

Beiwaizhou, the Palace of Immortality.

"Your report to the Lord of the Realm, Yan Chuan enters the Beiwai continent!" A minister reported to Zhong Shan.

"I know!" Zhong Shan nodded.

"Lord, can we send an envoy to you?" the minister asked.

"No, Yan Chuan took his ministers to the Bai Clan Ancestral Hall to worship the tomb of the Bai Emperor, and bury Guiguzi without any disturbance!" Zhong Shan said.

"yes!"

Bo Clan Ancestral Hall.

The Seven Dragon Chariot rushed to the scene. From a distance, endless cypress trees towered into the clouds and large areas of mountains were destroyed, but Zhongshan did not allow anyone to enter here. This is a forbidden area, the place where the Cypress Emperor is buried.

In the distance, the dragon chariot had stopped. Yan Chuan looked at the scenery around him and was stunned for a moment, his eyes slightly moist.

On the dragon chariot, there was a coffin with Guiguzi's clothes on one hand.

"Sir, we are back!" Yan Chuan sighed slightly at the coffin.

Here, there are countless beautiful memories of Yan Chuan's first life. Bai Yi grew up here when she was a child, playing here, crying here, and laughing here.

At that time, the Bai clan was prosperous. At that time, Emperor Bai was still alive, smiling kindly at Bai Yi. At that time, Guiguzi was still alive, harshly teaching Yan Chuan to practice.

At that time, Bai Yi was still worried, and at that time, Bai Yi was still heartless.

Everything has changed.

The Bai Emperor died, Guiguzi died, and the Bai clan disappeared. The happy valley in the past was silent and dead.

As he watched Yan Chuan, tears flowed down. The queen, prince, and ministers were waiting quietly.
Chapter completed!