Nine Revolutions of the Stars Technique

"Xiaojiu!"

The scream of the female priest was helpless.

Seeing Xiao Jiuer being struck by lightning, she couldn't even get close.

"Brother Han Yang, you will definitely come back!"

Xiao Jiuer murmured softly, his eyes already a little dazed.

boom!

She swayed and appeared in front of the portal.

The calamity thunder falls!

Xiao Jiuer's skin was torn open, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and his skin was burnt black.

The bones can already be seen in the scars on the body.

But the effect of Tribulation Thunder to clear the field is equally significant.

Nearly a thousand enemies who stepped out of the portal were wiped out in an instant.

Whether it is a low-level war slave or a high-level member of the Ninth Killing Battalion, there is only one outcome in the Tribulation Thunder, death!

Instantly destroyed into ashes!

There is no more enemy in front of the portal!

At this time, the third thunderbolt fell.

According to Xiao Jiuer's spiritual body level, there are four thunder catastrophes in total.

That's it for the third time. When the fourth thunderbolt falls, Xiao Jiuer will completely turn into ashes.

"it is a pity……"

There was a trace of sadness in Xiao Jiuer's confused expression.

It's a pity that there are no enemies for her to kill now, so she can't help brother Han Yang kill a few more.

It's a pity that she can't wait for Han Yang to return after all.

It's a pity that she can no longer stay with Han Yang in the future.

boom!

The calamity thunder fell.

Xiao Jiuer's zombie body exploded inch by inch, revealing golden bones.

She was thrown away like a broken rag doll.

Buzz!

Buzz!

Buzz!

The light and shadow of the portal flickered, and war slaves poured out again.

Xiao Jiuer, who was already on the verge of death, his eyes lit up and he continued to rush towards the war slave.

She would have one less regret.

After all, I can help Brother Han Yang kill more enemies and help Brother Han Yang protect the Qingtian Realm one more point.

"Xiao Jiu..."

The female priest screamed wildly, venting her pain.

There were clouds of calamity hanging over her head.

The thunder disaster that belongs to her will soon come.

Jueyunzi and the other three clenched their fists and remained speechless.

The three of them were all impressed by the bravery of the two women.

They died for Han Yang and also for the Qingtian Realm.

Compared to these two girl dolls, the three of them looked so humble, so weak, so incompetent.

Zheng!

Just when the thunder condensed in the sky bloomed ferociously and was about to fall towards Xiao Jiu'er, suddenly, the sound of a knife sounded.

A figure in white came galloping from a distance.

It's Han Yang!

In three days, Han Yang was really back.

Xiao Jiuer's eyes suddenly widened, and a smile appeared on his bloody little face.

It was great to see Brother Han Yang one last time before he died.

The next moment, her expression suddenly froze.

"don't want……"

Xiao Jiuer, who had never shown any fear when facing the thunder and death before, now his eyes were filled with fear.

Because when Han Yang swung his sword forward, the direction he struck was not the war slaves, but the thunder in the sky.

Having personally experienced the horror of the tribulation thunder caused by the body of a seventh-level zombie, Xiao Jiuer knew very well that with Han Yang's previous combat power, it would be absolutely impossible to withstand the fourth supreme tribulation thunder that was about to fall.

With the fifth level of the Martial Saint and the second level of the Holy Physique, wouldn't it be asking for death if he swung his sword at Lei Jie?

Unfortunately, she was too seriously injured and too weak to stop him. She could only watch helplessly as the figure in white swung his sword to the sky for her, slashing through the lightning.

Tears wetted his cheeks instantly.

An emotion called grief began to spread in Xiao Jiuer's chest.

At this moment, she was so helpless.

She would rather die than see Han Yang die for her!

…

Above the void.

The red thread spreads.

The ninth turn of formlessness, the seventh turn!

Bloodline of the God of War, possession.

In an instant, Han Yang, whose movements were as fast as thunder, had superimposed his state to the limit.

Level 1 God List, activated.

Third level divine power, activated.

Second level divine text, activated.

Swing the knife and move forward.

The Four Symbols Curse Seal Knife, the Azure Dragon is broken!

Qinglong, the God of Thunder!

Xiao Jiu'er didn't want Han Yang to protect her from the thunder tribulation, so how could Han Yang watch Xiao Jiu'er being killed by the thunder tribulation.

Even though he didn't know whether this sword could cut off the thunder calamity or whether he would die, Han Yang still used the sword without hesitation.

boom!

The Buddha-Slaying Sword and Lei Jie collided hard.

The next moment, wherever everyone looked, there was only a vast expanse of white.

I don’t know how much time passed before there was a roaring sound, roaring in the void.

Thunder rolled, as if it was about to destroy the world.

In front of the portal, those war slaves who had been tortured by the Ten Destruction Corps, who were mentally numb and who had no regard for life or death, also widened their eyes and looked up with emotion.

For others, wielding a sword to cut off thunder and calamity?

This is the first time they have met.

If they had had the courage of this young man in white robes, they might not have become war slaves, but would have died in battle long ago.

Die gloriously on the battlefield.

boom!

The god-like white figure crashed down from the sky and crashed into the sea in a panic.

But no one laughed.

There was only awe and emotion in everyone's eyes.

"elder brother……"

Xiao Jiuer flew towards the sea water.

boom!

The sea water exploded, and Han Yang rose into the sky.

His body was riddled with wounds, and his injuries were no less severe than those of the seriously injured Xiao Jiuer, but his face was full of smiles.

"I blocked it!"

That's right!

He went against the will of heaven and blocked the tribulation thunder.

Whoosh!

Han Yang's figure flashed away and appeared next to the female priest.

"seal up!"

Point it out.

Zhenhun seal!

Only with this seal can the seal broken by the female priest be sealed and she can avoid the thunder disaster.

At this time, Han Yang could not stop the second thunder disaster.

The realm is sealed and the thunder calamity dissipates.

Does the crisis seem to be over?

No!

Apparently not.

Because, in front of the portal, there are countless war slaves surging out.

"knife!"

Han Yang roared angrily.

The female priest threw out the seven evil weapons in her hand.

Han Yang continued to rush toward the portal with the Buddha-killing knife in his left hand and the seven-spirited ferocious soldier in his right hand.

At this time, the seventh turn of the Nine Formless Turns was activated. Facing these war slaves, it was a complete one-sided massacre.

Even the strong men of the Ninth Killing Battalion couldn't stop Han Yang's sword.

And their attacks were all blocked by the divine list and couldn't get close to Han Yang.

massacre!

Mechanical slaughter.

In less than ten breaths, more than a thousand war slaves and more than two hundred official members of the Ninth Killing Corps died under Han Yang's blade.

The God List is rapidly improving at a speed visible to the naked eye, heading straight to the second level.

Kill kill kill!

Cut, cut, cut!

When the last war slave turned into a pool of blood, the glory on the God List flashed, and he was successfully promoted from the first level to the second level!

At the other end of the portal, as if it sensed something, it stopped and continued to attack.

For a full time of burning incense, no warrior came.

Only then did Han Yang, who was covered in blood, have time to swallow the magic medicine to heal his injuries.

"We'll talk about everything after I wake up!"

After leaving a word, he fell to the ground.

Forcibly opening the seventh turn of the formless, and slashing with thunder and lightning, even if he had the magical power of reincarnation to continuously repair his body, he had reached the limit of endurance.

The wind dispersed.

The fighting stopped.

It was only then that Jue Yunzi and others realized what had happened.

From the time when the thunder tribulation came to Xiao Jiuer, Han Yang showed up and slashed the thunder tribulation with his sword, to sealing the female sacrifice and killing all the war slaves, it only took a stick of incense.

It was this stick of incense that completely changed everything.

Han Yang is still the invincible Han Yang!

Heaven wanted Xiao Jiuer to die, but Han Yang dared to swing his sword towards the sky and take back Xiao Jiuer's life.

The female priest and Xiao Jiuer flew to Han Yang's side and hugged him tightly.

Xiao Jiuer couldn't hold back the tears on his face.

If brother Han Yang had any shortcomings, she would never forgive herself.

In front of the portal, there was silence.

Han Yang fainted, and the backbone of everyone's hearts seemed to collapse with him.

Accompanied by Xiao Jiuer's sobbing, everyone waited quietly, waiting for Han Yang to wake up...