Nine Revolutions of the Stars Technique

"Nothing to fear about life and death! All I want now is revenge!"

Daojun Jiumei's eyes were cold and murderous.

After all, Mei Hua was just Yehuang Anzi, and he didn't understand the concept of being a Taoist Lord for more than ten epochs in Wutong Holy Land.

In the eyes of Daojun Jiumei, she is the ruler of Wutong Holy Land and the most noble being under the ancestors.

If Wutong Holy Land can one day rule the God Realm, then she will be the talker in charge of the God Realm.

She has been working hard for this for a long time, and she can be said to be conscientious and dedicated.

But in the end, she was just an outcast and cannon fodder.

Even the Holy Land's strongest trump card has been concealed.

Seven Phoenix?

What a fool that is!

He's just a rising star.

She didn't know the secret that even Qihuang knew.

How could she endure this?

The disciples of Wutong Holy Land are cold-hearted and only have self-interest and no concept of sect.

But the more this is the case, the more resentful it will be after being betrayed.

In Daojun Jiumei's heart, his hatred for Wutong Holy Land has already overwhelmed everything.

Even if she fought to the death, she would drag the Wutong Holy Land to be buried with her.

Feeling Daojun Jiumei's determination, Meihua shivered.

"Could it be that Han Yang even expected this, so he felt confident sending Dao Lord Jiumei to carry out the latent sabotage mission?"

Earlier, when Han Yang arranged for her to sneak into Wutong Holy Land with Taoist Lord Jiumei, she actually complained quite a bit.

After all, Daojun Jiumei is a disciple of Wutong Holy Land and has a cold heart.

At the critical moment, it is not impossible to sell her and return to Wutong Holy Land.

But now it seems that Daojun Jiumei's choice was within Han Yang's expectation.

From the time he sent Taoist Jiumei back to Wutong Holy Land, Han Yang didn't seem to worry about Taoist Jiumei's betrayal.

If this is true, then Han Yang's plan is terrible.

boom!

While Mei Hua was still thinking wildly, the war had already broken out.

Just as she expected, Wutong Holy Land was already prepared.

Almost the moment Jiumei Daojun appeared with the token, he was attacked by the half-step strongest guard of the formation eye.

Half a step to be strong, another half step to be strong!

Mei Hua felt cold in her heart.

This Wutong Holy Land is truly inhumane, and is equally ruthless towards its own sect members.

These pseudo-half-step masters who were forcibly raised to higher realms and cut off from the future are actually extremely talented.

If these people are given enough time, they may be able to advance to the true half-step to the top, or even the top level.

However, the three ancestors used the Divine Light Mirror to encourage the seedlings and cut off the future of these people, just to let them be cannon fodder and delay time. .

"Jiumei! You betrayed the Holy Land and deserve to die!"

The half-step warrior guarding the formation's eye roared loudly.

On the one hand, he was scolding Daojun Jiumei, and on the other hand, he was sending a message to Zuoshou Ancestor.

Taoist Lord Jiumei looked ferocious and laughed: "Yunbozi? You are Ci Fang's disciple, right! Do you know how your master died? Two of the three ancestors escaped, and you are stupid enough to serve them To die is so stupid!"

"Nonsense! How dare you speak arrogantly when you are about to die."

Yun Bozi's soul was restrained by the divine light mirror, which could not be persuaded by words at all, and his killing moves came one after another.

"Die!"

Daojun Jiumei also knew that there was not much time left for her, so he immediately activated the forbidden technique and exerted his strongest will to the extreme.

Almost burning everything.

Yun Bozi didn't expect that Daojun Jiumei had just betrayed him and was actually willing to fight to the death for Han Yang.

This is not in line with the cool nature of Wutong Holy Land warriors.

Caught off guard, those who were killed retreated steadily, and were about to retreat to the core of the formation.

At this time, the surrounding powerful people, or the powerful powerful people, and even the two leader levels, had all died in the aftermath of the fight between the two.

A half-step to the strongest attack can be described as devastating.

If it weren't for the protection of the defensive formation, half of the dojo would have been destroyed by the two of them.

Even so, the dojo was destroyed into ruins and ruins.

The strange thing is that until this moment, the Zuoshou ancestor who was supposed to show up still did not show up.

It was as if he had disappeared.

"Did the last ancestor also escape?"

The beholder is clear.

Mei Hua did not participate in the war, but vaguely guessed the truth.

"Damn it! I'm still too weak, I can't even get close to the core of the formation..."

Mei Hua was very upset.

The artifact Han Yang gave her could barely protect her from the aftermath of the fight between the two half-step powers.

It was simply not enough to support her in carrying the aftermath of the attacks of the two half-step masters and destroying the core of the formation.

Just when Mei Hua didn't know what to do, Han Yang's voice suddenly sounded in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Don't resist, give your divine body to me..."

Immediately afterwards, a powerful divine soul power began to sweep through her sea of ​​consciousness.

Mei Hua subconsciously wanted to resist.

The sea of ​​consciousness is the core of the warrior's soul.

If the sea of ​​consciousness is occupied by others, it means that it may be taken away at any time.

Fortunately, she thought that this was Han Yang, he didn't bother to seize her body, and it was impossible to seize her body, so she gave up the resistance.

boom!

The moment she gave up resistance, Han Yang's soul spread from the artifact and instantly occupied her sea of ​​consciousness.

The terrifying spirit that belonged to Han Yang almost burst her sea of ​​consciousness.

"His soul is so powerful..."

Mei Hua once again realized how big the gap was between herself and Han Yang.

boom!

After occupying Mei Hua's divine body, Han Yang stepped forward towards the core of the formation.

At the same time, the artifact worn on Mei Hua's chest shattered into pieces and turned into a flying sword, which was the Qianye Fairy Sword.

Buzz!

The Qianye Fairy Sword rose in the wind, turned into a long sword, and appeared in Mei Hua's hand.

The sound of swords roaring and roaring sounded.

Ouch!

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

The green dragon roared and blasted towards the formation eye.

"Han Yang!"

The moment the sword sounded, Yun Bozi also noticed Han Yang's presence.

But he was entangled by Dao Lord Jiumei and couldn't escape at all. He could only roar with splitting eyes: "Ancestor, why don't you show up yet?"

No one responded to him.

At the same time as his unwilling roar, there was the sound of roaring sword explosions.

Boom!

The sword light struck at the core of the formation.

The defense at the center of the formation is enough to withstand even half a step from the strongest, or even a single blow from the strongest.

But this is Han Yang!

Even if just a ray of spiritual thought is pinned on Mei Hua, combined with the swordsmanship exerted by the Qianye Sword, it is enough to destroy the world.

Billions of sword lights spurted out.

Interweaving rules.

A corner of the defensive formation suddenly collapsed under the light of the sword.

The formation's eye was pierced by a sword.

After losing one formation eye, the defensive formation began to collapse at a speed visible to the naked eye.

boom!

Zheng!

Xiao Jiuer and Jian Shisan took this opportunity to take action one after another, completely tearing apart the defensive formation.

"Kill them all!"

"Our Wutong Holy Land will not be defeated!"

Countless Wutong Holy Land warriors roared with all their strength.

But more people fled in all directions.

The disciples of Wutong Holy Land are ruthless and have no feelings for the sect at all.

It's okay to fight against the wind.

Once there is a failure, no one will fight for the sect to the last drop of blood.

If they resist with all their strength, after all, there are so many people, they can barely hold on for a while.

It's a pity that 99% of the disciples have no intention of resisting.

When the defensive formation collapsed, the military morale of Wutong Holy Land also collapsed.

Only those disciples who ran a step slower and were massacred by Han Yang's army were still roaring unwillingly.

"Ancestor, why don't you save people!?"