The Emperor of the Immortal Realm Chapter 16: Remembrance
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The moment the new world of the ancestors of the Styx was shattered by fate, the endless fortunes flowed quickly and poured into the first world!
"Boom!"
Fortune entered the earth, quickly covering the yin and yang realms, and quickly gathered the dragon veins from which the earth had been taken away.
At the same time, these fortunes seem to retain the memories of the past, where they came from and where they went.
A group of peerless powerhouses felt their fate enter between the heaven and the earth, quickly entered the heaven and the earth, and looked at the sky above the Great Qin City.
"Guiguzi?" Lian Shen asked in surprise.
"Change life**, Gui Guzi exchanged his own life for Yan Chuan's life? To die for Yan Chuan?" The Tomb Immortal King asked in surprise.
"They have the same fate!"
"The consciousness of fate was only partly awakened, and one fate was spotted. No matter what else, the fate of these two people is exactly the same, and they have concealed the fate?"
"A person of the same fate can only have one life, heh, I thought that there would be a battle between Yan Chuan and Guiguzi, but Guiguzi was so righteous!"
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Everyone sighed.
"Boom!" "Boom!"
Two Guiguzi exploded and exploded. Yan Chuan was emotional at the entrance of the central hall.
A group of peerless heroes was silent for a while.
"This time, Gui Guzi replaced Yan Chuan, next time, what shall we do?" Dongfang Unbeaten sighed slightly.
The fate has faded, and the East is unbeaten with a regret, and walks away with the lotus god.
The Immortal King of Tomb took a look, and finally walked away.
In this campaign, I did not succeed, and the ancestor of Styx also failed. The common people lost another chance.
The Tomb Immortal King was not in a very good mood, and in a blink of an eye he reached the border of Xiwaizhou, where the Tomb Clan's disciples and the heroes of Dashan World were waiting.
"Patriarch!" shouted a group of Tomb's disciples.
"Let's go, go back!" The grave immortal king said lightly.
"Yes!" The crowd followed the tomb fairy king and flew towards the world of great goodness.
Zhong Shan stood in the starry sky with Jianao standing beside him, and the two looked at the entrance of the central hall in the distance.
"Ghost Valley is righteous, Yan Chuan escaped this catastrophe, but unfortunately, this emperor's altar is not a good thing!" Jian Ao said solemnly.
The Great Altar?
Because of the altar of the emperor, Yan Chuan was the first choice for fate. This thing is indeed not a good thing.
"Not only that, but also the body of the zombie Yan Chuan. Perhaps even if there is no emperor's altar, Fate will find him!" Zhong Shan shook his head.
The two watched for a while, and finally flew back to the big world.
Although Wu Hao did not participate in the war, he has been paying attention to the movements of the world, standing in the dark, watching everything, and his mood is getting heavier at this moment.
Wu Xi found that he was getting farther and farther away from the crowd.
Now the Sixteenth Heaven, in the past can be described as extremely tyrannical, but in the face of today's world, it seems like it is waiting to be destroyed at any time.
At the entrance of the Tai Chi Palace, Wu Wei sighed slightly.
At this time, all of a sudden, the whole world was moving.
"Ang!" "Ang!" "Ang!"………………
Countless dragons rang from the depths of the earth, and their fortunes filled the earth with dragon veins again, and then overflowed their fortunes into the sky and returned to all parts of the world.
Great Qin City and Xianyang City, the rolling fortune returned again, once again rushed to the sky and the sea of clouds, and entered the Qiyun sea area.
"Ang!" "Ang!"
The two fortune golden dragons reappear.
Like the golden dragon of luck in the past, he once again recognized the great realm of heaven.
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Ten days later.
In the Promise.
"Boom!"
A haze of eighteen colors bulged from the surface of the zombie Yan Chuan.
"Eighteenth Heaven?" The zombie Yan Chuan opened his eyes. Two rays of 18-color light burst into his eyes, his eyes were sharp and fierce.
Zombie Yan Chuan looks at his palms.
"The gift of Styx? The full life force of Styx, and the power overflowing from the breaking of the new world, made me break through?" The zombie Yan Chuan said with surprise.
In the body of a general, it is difficult to practice. Jiang Chen made endless efforts in the past, but it was only the seventeenth heaven.
Unexpectedly, Styx is so much stronger than the former generals.
Squeezed a fist sharply.
A steadfastness flashed in Yan Chuan’s eyes: "Old Ancestor Styx, thank you for the gift. This gift is extremely important to me. It saves me all the effort. Although I don’t understand what you mean, Jiang Chen Saying that fate has become stronger, you said you underestimated fate, but I will do my best not to disappoint those who put hope in me!"
"My grandfather Baihuang, Guiguzi, Kong Huangtian, Jiangchen, Styx, Qiqizun, Dashizun, look at it, I will do my best, if the dream comes true, I will try my best to help you etc. , I hope I wait, there is still a chance to have a happy drink together." Yan Chuan solemnly said.
Close your eyes, Yan Chuan's mind enters the center of the eyebrows, and in the center of the eyebrows, there is a small droplet at this moment, and the inside is like the phantom of the previous new world.
"Heart of the world? Although I don't know what this thing can do now, I will ponder it carefully!" Yan Chuan solemnly said.
After that, the zombie Yan Chuan stepped straight towards the Great Qin City.
"Boom!"
The zombie Yan Chuan returned, and some courtiers gathered around.
"The Great!" A group of courtiers gathered around.
"Let's go!" said the zombie Yan Chuan.
Next, with a group of important ministers, stepped into the sun room.
In Yang, Yan Chuan was already waiting, almost everyone in white funeral clothes.
The queen, the prince, and some important officials are waiting.
The Qilong Nin quietly stopped at the entrance of Chaotian Temple.
Yan Chuan, the queen, and the prince stepped onto the dragon's house, followed by a group of courtiers.
"Get up!" Bai Qi exclaimed.
"Ang!" "Ang!"…………
The Seven Dragons took off and headed north.
The great ministers, who almost moved from their nests, went straight to the Great Thousand Worlds of the North Outer Continent.
At this moment, Yan Chuan no longer worries about a surprise attack on Dazhen from outside, and the world situation is almost clear now. There are only a few forces left, and Yan Chuan can be sure that they will not take advantage of these few forces.
A few days later, everyone entered Beiwaizhou.
Beiwaizhou, the Palace of Immortality.
"Enlighten the master, Yan Chuan will enter Beiwaizhou!" A courtier reported to Zhong Shan.
"I know!" Zhong Shan nodded.
"Lord, shall I send envoys later?" the courtier asked.
"No need, Yan Chuan took the officials to the Bai family's ancestral hall to pay homage to the tomb of the Emperor Bai, and to bury Guiguzi, no need to disturb!" Zhong Shan said.
"Yes!"
Bo's Ancestral Hall.
The seven dragons came rushing, looking from a distance, endless cypress trees towered into the clouds, and vast mountains were destroyed, but Zhongshan did not let anyone enter here. This is a restricted area, where the emperor Cypress is buried.
Far away, Long Nian has stopped. Yan Chuan stared at the surrounding scenery, his eyes slightly moist.
On the dragon's blade, there is a coffin and a coffin with Guiguzi clothing.
"Sir, we are back!" Yan Chuan sighed slightly towards the coffin.
Here, there are countless fond memories of Yanchuan’s first life. Bai Yi grew up here when he was a child, playing here, crying here, and laughing here.
At that time, the Bai family prospered. At that time, Emperor Bai was still alive, smiling kindly at Bai Yi. At that time, Guiguzi was still alive and strictly taught Yan Chuan to practice.
At that time, Bai Yi was still carefree. At that time, Bai Yi was still heartless.
Everything has changed.
The emperor Bai, the fall of Guiguzi, and the death of the Bai clan, the cheerful valley of the past, is silent at this moment.
Watching Yan Chuan tear down. The queen, prince, and officials behind him waited quietly.
ps: Today is only one more watch, and I will make up tomorrow! Ugh!