The Emperor of the Immortal Realm Chapter 10: The fire of hope (first update!)
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Thousands of Styx ancestors, all eighteen heavens. Majestic and ferocious!
When the huge scene comes, even if the tomb fairy king, the Oriental Unbeaten and others not far away, they feel a little chill in their hearts.
Yan Chuan, the zombie, is the fate of today, but he doesn't care about it.
Standing in the Promise, gently stretched out the right palm, but the five nails of the right hand grew madly, and in a blink of an eye they rose to the length of a foot. The nails were knife-shaped, like five slender black knives. Exuding billowing black air.
Mingshu did not fear these 10,000 strong men, but took a step and instantly reached the nearest avatar of Styx.
The Styx avatar probed his hand and pierced a black long sword. When it was pierced, eighteen colors of light burst into all directions. An unstoppable momentum came straight to the fate.
Mingshu's eyes were cold, and his hand made a sharp stroke of the Wujiadao.
"Boom!"
The black long sword was cut into six segments in an instant, and the fierce blade passed by, and everything was turned into six parts, that is, the clone of the ancestor of the Styx, which was also suddenly broken by this five-armed knife, and instantly turned into six parts. .
The power is unstoppable, the power is like a broken bamboo, without any hindrance.
The Styx clone of the Eighteenth Heaven was instantly dismembered?
In the distance, the tomb fairy king and others felt chills.
The speed of the fateful blow was too fast, too ferocious, killing an eighteenth heaven in an instant?
However, the number of Styx clones is extremely large.
Hundreds of Styx wielded long swords almost at the same time, carrying hundreds of fierce powers, like a hundred dragons roaring straight towards their lives.
"Boom!"
The huge blow slammed into the life number, sending out a strong energy surge.
In the sea of clones, the body of Styx looked solemnly at the chaotic energy zone.
The chaotic energy is infinitely ablated, exposing the body of fate once again.
The fate was unscathed, it was only restrained, and the powerful body was completely blocked.
Almost everyone's face sank.
"The body of the nineteenth heaven?" The immortal king's face sank in the distant grave.
The half of the tomb fairy king is also so powerful. Naturally, he knows the ferocity of this body, but the half of the tomb fairy is restricted by the other half, and it cannot be as perfect as Yan Chuan's body.
"Roar!" Mingshu roared, and once again rushed towards a clone of Styx.
"The body of the nineteenth heaven? Huh, I don't believe it can't be broken!" The Ancestor Styx's eyes were cold.
There are thousands of avatars quickly standing in all directions, forming a formation.
"The world of virtual reality, I am the creator!" Ancestor Styx shouted.
"Boom!"
The Styx Avenue suddenly appeared in Promise, like a galloping Heihe, encircling all Styx clones and fate into the galloping Heihe.
"Boom!"
The river is rushing, and the number of lives is kept ——
Between heaven and earth, Daqin City.
Said Emperor, Guiguzi, Mo Yuxi, Zizi and others all surrounded the unconscious person Yan Chuan.
The fate was suppressed by the fate number, the body of the zombie Yan Chuan was taken, and the body of Yan Chuan fell into a coma, which should have been resigned to fate.
But at this moment, Yan Chuan's body surface emits a hint of light with eighteen colors from time to time.
"Mr. Killing, what's going on with my father now?" Pluto asked worriedly.
"I don't know!" Killing Emperor shook his head.
"Let me see!" Gui Guzi called.
At this moment, everyone has nothing to do. Guiguzi wants to investigate, and everyone naturally gives way to Guiguzi for investigation.
Although Guiguzi lost the Dazhen fortune not long ago, this is force majeure. If at least the old ancestor of the Styx takes a shot, no one can hold it.
Guiguzi put his hands on Yan Chuan's arm, closed his eyes, and slightly activated the mana in his hands.
"Om!"
Beside Yan Chuan, the road suddenly skyrocketed.
A boulevard of cypress trees suddenly appeared.
"Huh?" everyone was surprised.
"This is the secret method the teacher taught me back then, which can spur the road of the Bai family!" said Gui Guzi.
The teacher of Guiguzi is Emperor Bai, who is also the grandfather of the first generation of Yan Chuan.
At this moment, the cypress tree avenue exits, but it emits lush green light. As it slowly rotates, rolling forces flood into Yan Chuan's body.
"The cypress trees are still running!" Guiguzi's face was happy.
"What do you mean?"
"The rotation of the cypress tree shows that the will of the emperor has not been completely suppressed. The will of the emperor is resisting the will of fate!" said Gui Guzi.
"Yan Chuan is resisting the number of lives?" Emperor Shao asked in surprise from the side.
"The emperor's will is stronger than that of the generals, and the emperor has indeed blocked a part of his will to fate. He did it!" Gui Guzi suddenly showed great joy.
"How is this possible? The will of Fate is inevitable. Yan Chuan's two bodies are only seventeenth heaven. How can it be able to withstand the suppression of Fate? How can you resist?" The Emperor said in a strange expression. .
A firmness flashed in Gui Guzi's eyes, and he smiled slightly: "Because the emperor has something that no one has, because this thing allows the will of the earth to expand infinitely, and the emperor can be infinitely stronger!"
"What?"——
Yan Chuan's sea of consciousness.
Fate invaded, and instantly suppressed Yan Chuan's consciousness with force.
Like a vast ocean of chaos, it instantly seals Yan Chuan into the depths of the sea.
In the past, generals have also experienced it.
Consciousness is the most fragile thing of human beings. Under the arrival of this chaotic sea, the former generals did not resist at all. They sank directly into the depths of the sea,'suffocating' and comatose, and their body was completely reduced to the carrier of fate, and there was no power to resist. , Was directly parasitized.
The same is true for Yan Chuan today, sinking into the bottom of the sea in an instant, the ‘suffocation’ of the Chaos Sea, and the rapid Yan Chuan consciousness will be unable to resist.
The physical body was quickly taken over. The body is in a coma and the zombie body is controlled.
Unable to sense himself, but Yan Chuan's consciousness did not fall into a ‘coma’. Although ‘suffocated’, there was a white group of faith that enveloped Yan Chuan’s consciousness.
This belief is ‘hope’.
The fire of hope is the fire of hope for the common people.
Since the beginning of the Great Thousand World, Yan Chuan has been fighting for this flame of hope for his life, working hard, and constantly for this immortal belief, Yan Chuan can bury himself alive.
Just for this hope, the immortal hope of the common people.
This is a supreme belief. With today, it has been tempered by Yan Chuan for an unknown amount. This belief of'hope' is deeply ingrained in Yan Chuan's body and is the source of all Yan Chuan's strength.
This is also something that Yan Chuan thought could resist the control of life numbers.
Yan Chuan did it. This belief of'hope' that has been honed with'the world is for the public' since millions of years ago, now envelops Yan Chuan's consciousness and supports Yan Chuan's consciousness to prevent him from being killed. Chaos Sea'suffocated' and became unconscious.
In the depths of the sea, it seems to be extremely ‘hypoxic’. With this belief in ‘hope’, Yan Chuan’s consciousness is constantly swimming towards the surface of the sea.
If Yan Chuan wants to take back his body, he must take it back.
ps: This chapter is a little bit less, and there will be more in the next chapter. There will be four changes today, no less.