Nine Revolutions of the Stars Technique

In front of the logistics hall, there were only a few people around.

Not long after the ratings ended, most of the new divine sons would first go to the transfer hall to choose a few skills, and then choose holy weapons and auxiliary elixirs based on the skills.

If the skills circulated in the Thirty-sixth Hall of Xianmai are just to overpower all the heavens and worlds, then the skills in the core temple are heaven-level... magical powers from the heavens.

The goal of the Son of God cultivated by the Core Temple has never been to compete with the Shenzong.

Only the third and second sequences of garbage will consider the affairs of the heavens and the world.

The first sequence, and even the god-given sequence above it, has only one goal...

Ascend!

The skills they practiced, even after they ascended to the heavenly realm, were considered to be among the top level skills.

It is indeed very rare for people like Han Yang to come directly to receive resources just after the rating has been completed without even choosing a technique.

But rare is rare, and Logistics Hall is not qualified to refuse.

Therefore, when they saw Han Yang coming forward in person, a deacon immediately reported the news to a certain purple-robed bishop.

Snapped!

Han Yang threw the jade slip directly on the jade platform and looked at the other party coldly without saying a word.

The deacon's mouth twitched and he explained with a smile: "Your Highness, Son of God, we have just explained that you need to..."

boom!

Before the deacon could finish his sentence, Han Yang raised his hand and slapped him.

A coldness flashed in the deacon's eyes, and he was about to inspire the divine list and teach Han Yang a lesson.

Yes, the Son of God has an infinite future, but if he can work in the core temple, who is not the Son of God in the past?

Ever since Han Yang was demoted to the third rank, no one took the top spot seriously anymore.

But just when the deacon was about to show off his power, a terrifying force suddenly came and pinned him to the spot, unable to move.

Snapped!

A loud slap was heard in the logistics hall, alarming everyone.

The deacon's cheeks were red and swollen after being slapped, and the muscles on his face were trembling with anger: "Gu Zhenhe! You..."

He did not target Han Yang, but Gu Zhenhe.

In his opinion, Gu Zhenhe must have done something secretly to immobilize him. With Han Yang's cultivation strength, there was no way he could do this.

Snapped!

Han Yang slapped him again with his backhand.

The deacon was stunned for a long time before he woke up and roared: "Han Yang, you dare to hit someone in the core temple, you..."

Snapped!

The slap sounded again.

It's not very harmful, it's very insulting.

The deacon was immediately slapped twice and turned into a pig's head, and his true appearance could hardly be seen clearly.

"Ah……"

A smile appeared on Fifth Spring and Autumn's serious face.

As the deputy head of the Law Enforcement Hall, he is considered to be a very powerful person.

His status was only lower than that of the Lord of the Law Enforcement Hall and the Archbishop, and even the purple-robed bishops did not dare to be rude to him.

As a result, when he asked for resources this time, he was stalled by several deacons, and he was already feeling angry.

Now Han Yang started beating people, which made him feel quite comfortable.

If he hadn't been concerned about his former status as a law enforcer, he would have turned his back on the spot when he was rejected previously.

"stop!"

After a while, a belated voice sounded from the back hall.

A purple-robed bishop with cold eyes hurried from the apse and looked at the three of them with an unkind look.

Snapped!

Just as the purple-robed bishop walked this way, Han Yang raised his hand again without any scruples and slapped him.

The deacon was stunned.

He didn't expect that when the purple-robed bishop came in person, Han Yang would dare to hit someone?

"I told you to stop!"

The purple-robed bishop was furious, and a terrifying aura swept over him, trying to teach Han Yang a lesson.

Under the aura, there was a faint murderous intention, and it was obvious that he had bad intentions.

boom!

Gu Zhenhe stood beside Han Yang, releasing a powerful pressure at the level of a palace master, and pushed back the purple-robed bishop.

"You...want to rebel?"

The purple-robed bishop never expected that Gu Zhenhe would dare to attack him in the core temple.

Caught off guard, I suffered a hidden loss. I took a few steps back and suppressed it hard, but I still almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

The halo of the God List exploded, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

Before Wu Chunqiu and Gu Zhenhe could speak, Han Yang shouted coldly: "Who gave you the courage to deduct the resources of this Son of God?"

Han Yang!

The purple-robed bishop who was standing still recognized who the person was, and his heart couldn't help but thump.

In his opinion, Han Yang, who was knocked down from the top of the list, must be mentally shattered. At this time, he was hiding in the corner and licking his wounds before it was too late, so how could he dare to come out and stab him.

That's why he accepted Lieshan's request and deliberately made things difficult for Han Yang.

Unexpectedly, after falling from heaven to hell, Han Yang not only remained undeterred, but also became so tyrannical?

Although he felt uneasy in his heart, the purple-robed bishop remained tough on his face and shouted angrily: "Bold! Are you teaching me how to do things in the logistics hall?"

Playing bluff with Han Yang?

The ninth reincarnation and the sixth war god, Han Yang had never seen anything like this before.

"Let the master of your logistics hall come to see me!"

Han Yang was too lazy to tangle with such a low-profile person.

Yes, the purple-robed bishop has a respected position in the core temple, and even the master of the temple like Gu Zhenhe must be respectful when meeting him.

But Gu Zhenhe respects the identity of the bishop, not the person opposite him.

In terms of power, Gu Zhenhe, one of the masters of the thirty-six palaces, far surpasses these purple-robed bishops.

The purple-robed bishop sneered: "A mere third-ranked person is worthy of meeting our palace master? What kind of place is the logistics palace? We..."

Before he finished his sentence, he heard Han Yang shouting in a low voice: "Get him!"

Take him down?

Who to take down?

The purple-robed bishop was a little confused.

boom!

The next moment, an unparalleled force descended from the sky and swept towards him, which made him suddenly wake up.

What Han Yang wants to capture is actually himself?

"Arrogant!"

The purple-robed bishop was furious and prepared to teach Han Yang a lesson.

Reduced to the third rank, the ultimate solution is to become a purple-robed bishop, not even as good as the master of the Thirty-sixth Hall.

How dare the other party be so arrogant.

However, he misjudged the situation.

Fifth Spring and Autumn and Gu Zhenhe didn't have any scruples at all. They joined forces and used all their strength to unleash unparalleled attack power.

There was a loud bang.

The defensive formations in the Logistics Hall trembled violently and rippled in waves.

The purple-robed bishop was pushed to the ground in embarrassment, with countless broken bones.

Several deacons on the side were already frightened.

In the past, whether it was the Son of God or the Thirty-sixth Hall, they were all respectful to the purple-robed bishop of their logistics hall. It was too late to please him, so how could he possibly offend him.

This kind of direct fight was the only situation they had ever seen in their lives.

The resentful expression in the eyes of the deacon who had been slapped several times by Han Yang dissipated instantly, leaving only horror.

These guys are simply lawless.

If he doesn't know what's going on, he might be killed on the spot.

For a moment, the entire logistics hall fell silent, and everyone looked at Han Yang and the others in shock.

Is beating up the purple-robed bishop in the Core Temple a rebellion?

tread!

tread!

Tread...

Footsteps sounded.

A figure in red walked slowly from the back hall.

The red archbishop, the master of the logistics hall finally appeared.

His men were pinned to the ground and beaten wildly. If he didn't show up again, the Logistics Hall would lose all face.

"Fifth Spring and Autumn, Guzhenhe, what are you two doing!"

The voice of the master of the Logistics Hall was like a knife, which hurt the eardrums of Han Yang and others.

Wu Chunqiu and Gu Zhenhe felt even tighter in their chests and almost wanted to vomit blood...