Nine Revolutions of the Stars Technique

"Here's evil demon, don't hold on any longer, just surrender! My glorious Buddha will eventually save all sentient beings!"

Above the void, the body of King Liuli Ming appeared and became a giant hundreds of feet tall.

And in front of her was the wounded Emperor Zhan.

He was suppressed.

Who would have thought that those bastards from the Qingyu Temple could break through the barrier between the two realms and sneak into the third floor.

After King Liuliming converted the idiots in Qingyu Temple, he immediately had a large number of helpers.

So much so that Emperor Zhan was restrained everywhere.

"Liu Li! You seem to have forgotten that I am the guardian of this world!"

The Emperor of War roared into the sky.

Ouch!

As his voice exploded, a phantom of a god with three heads and six arms suddenly appeared behind him. His body was also hundreds of feet tall, no different from the Glazed King.

Not only that, the entire third world of Shenxu seems to have strange powers converging on this phantom of the god.

"The formless evil demon!?"

There was a look of shock in King Liuli Ming's eyes: "This is impossible! There is no formless magical power in this world. How can you show the appearance of a formless evil demon?"

Inherited from ancient memories, the formless evil demon is one of the main culprits that destroyed this Buddhist land and turned it into a ruin.

Although countless formless evil demons died in the battle, so much formless essence was left behind that tens of millions of years later, the formless holy body was born.

But the phaseless magical power has been cut off, and the ancient phaseless evil magic phase should never appear here.

"Me? Is this the formless evil demon?"

Naturally, Emperor Zhan knew that the appearance of this statue was due to the skills taught by Han Yang.

I couldn't help but be secretly surprised.

Unexpectedly, the Little Phaseless Skill that Han Yang taught him earlier would have such a magical origin?

A trace of greed flashed in the eyes of Liuli Ming Wang Gujing Wubo, and she said in a bewitching voice: "Hand over the phaseless magic technique, and I can help you ascend to the ninth level of Martial Saint, or even become a Martial Saint..."

"I'll hand it over to your grandma!"

Emperor Zhan was too lazy to talk nonsense with King Liuli Ming, so he punched out!

When two giants fight, their power destroys the heaven and the earth.

Shock waves swept through the world, as if they were going to destroy the world.

Phew!

The sounds of golden-winged rocs chirping one after another.

Stab!

The phaseless realm of Emperor Zhan was torn apart by every thread!

After these golden-winged rocs were transformed into Buddhas, they became immortal, had powerful attacks, and had unrivaled minions that could tear apart the realm.

Only then would Emperor Zhan be defeated repeatedly!

"kill!"

After only a few moves, Zhan Tianzi was torn open with a wound on his back again, and blood splattered into the void.

But he... kept moving forward.

…

Thousands of miles away, in the ruins of an ancient temple.

The three Qingyu Guards from the Qingyu Temple are sitting cross-legged, frantically improving their strength!

Each of the three of them is a third-level spirit body, and each one has been promoted to Martial Saint.

But they are still not satisfied, and their momentum is still rising crazily.

Among the three people, there was a cyan feather that exuded a sacred aura, providing them with surging power.

Jiutian Qingyu!

One of the sacred artifacts of the Qingyu Temple.

It was with the help of this Nine Heavens Green Feather that they tore apart the barriers between the second and third levels of the Divine Ruins.

No one would have thought that the Qingyu Temple would be so crazy as to dare to hand over the sacred weapon of the temple to a group of ninth-level Martial Ancestors and take them with them into the Divine Ruins.

boom!

A ripple lit up.

The old man among the three slowly opened his eyes. His appearance became younger at a speed visible to the naked eye, from old age to middle age, and his gray hair turned into strands of green hair.

"Second Level Martial Saint! This should be my current limit... What a pity! Once this opportunity is missed, I don't know how many more years I will waste as a low-level Martial Saint."

He looked at the two people beside him who were still sitting cross-legged practicing with extremely envious eyes.

Compared to him, those two are the real geniuses.

The number one Qingyu guard in the Qingyu Temple, and also the number one genius, Yang Ziyu!

The second Qingyu Guard of the Qingyu Temple, the second genius, Meng Hongyu!

Both of them were given the word "Yu", which is supreme in the Qingyu Temple, which shows that their status in the temple is extremely noble.

In the Qingyu Temple, everyone is a servant serving the Qingyu God.

Qingyuwei, as the name suggests, is the bodyguard of Qingyu God.

As long as the Qingyu Guard can be given the name "Yu", if he survives, he will definitely become a seventh-level martial saint.

During this trip to the Shenxu, the realm of the two of them has improved by leaps and bounds!

Not only did he awaken the golden-winged roc spiritual body, but he also advanced it to the third level.

Now, both Yang Ziyu and Meng Hongyu have become second-level martial saints and can still continue to advance.

But the old man could only stop here.

"The oracle of Qingyu God is indeed correct! There is a shocking secret hidden in the ruins of the gods. When they wake up, we will continue to break down the barriers. Maybe, I will also have a chance to continue to advance..."

Staring at Jiutian Qingyu, the old man's eyes were full of expectation and yearning...

…

Rumble.

In the distant sky, fire kept passing by, as if it could destroy the world.

But they were all blocked by the divine light emitted by Jiutian Qingyu, unable to destroy the ancient temple, let alone kill the three of them.

"Ha... the so-called Liuli Ming King is fighting with that war emperor, but he doesn't know that our Qingyu Temple is the biggest winner..."

Click!

Click!

He was looking at the battlefield in the void with full of sarcasm, when the life talisman around his waist suddenly began to shatter one by one.

In less than a few breaths, four life symbols shattered.

"Huh?"

He couldn't help but look surprised.

Although the other Qingyu Guards were converted by King Liuli Ming, they did not die, and their life talismans were still intact.

Even if they fight like crazy with Emperor Zhan, only two of them will die.

But now, as many as four pieces were broken in a short period of time.

Something is obviously not normal.

A trace of vigilance appeared on the old man's face, and he stood up suddenly, stood outside the ancient temple, and looked into the void.

Zheng!

A flash of sword light spanned the sky and the earth, almost cutting off the space.

The power contained in it daunted him.

"Han Yang! It's Han Yang's Saint-Slaying Demon Sword!"

He recognized the terrifying sword that spanned the world at a glance.

When Han Yang killed the Martial Saint outside the Shadow City, many interested people recorded the image in memory stones and spread it everywhere.

This sword is the same as the Saint-Slaying Demonic Sword, but it is several times more powerful.

It made him feel sad.

Even if he is already a third-level spirit body and a second-level martial saint, he is only 30% or 40% sure of receiving this sword.

"Han Yang, is he so powerful?"

The old man suddenly realized that all the sects in the Middle-earth Divine Continent seemed to underestimate Han Yang.

Compared with King Liuli Ming and Emperor Zhan, perhaps Han Yang is the enemy they should be wary of the most.

boom!

At this moment, a cyan light rose behind him.

The sky is dotted with feathers, as if the whole world has been transformed into a world of green feathers.

The second Qingyu Weimeng Hongyu slowly opened his eyes.

She has officially entered the third level of martial arts!

"war!"

Meng Hongyu looked into the air with cold eyes, and after letting out a roar filled with fighting spirit, he soared into the sky from the ancient temple and flew towards the void battlefield at high speed.

Seeing this scene, the old man suddenly realized.

It turned out that not only did he see that Han Yang was the greatest threat, but even Meng Hongyu did not hesitate to interrupt the promotion process and wanted to kill Han Yang in advance.

"Hahaha... How can I, Deng Fanqing, lag behind others?"

boom!

Qingyu exploded.

The old man's figure also flew into the void and headed straight for Han Yang.

Killing Han Yang has become the overriding goal in the hearts of the three geniuses of the Qingyu Temple...