Nine Revolutions of the Stars Technique

Fu Tongnan suddenly felt that the jade slip in his hand was a little hot.

When it comes to a behemoth like the Lianxin Family, even taking a glance at it may lead to disaster.

After wandering for a long time, he still couldn't make up his mind to check the jade slips.

However, at this moment, Fu Tongnan caught a glimpse of the petite figure in red from the corner of his eye.

Xiao Jiuer stood beside Han Yang obediently, looking at Han Yang with admiring eyes, like a sensible daughter who admired her father.

This look made Fu Tongnan's heart tremble.

That's a zombie!

Jumping out of the Three Realms, not among the Five Elements, the only zombie in the entire Blue Sky Realm!

The little zombies, whose future achievements may rival those of the zombie saints, were actually impressed by the man in front of them.

How powerful is this?

Fu Tongnan slowly stretched out his hand and touched the jade slip.

The ability to overwhelm zombies might be worth the gamble.

Buzz!

He spread his spiritual consciousness into the jade slips.

Piaomiao Sanren!

Black Mountain Prison Lord!

What came into view were two ninth-level martial saints, which shocked Fu Tongnan's body.

The Lianxin family is really crazy.

How dare you offend such a person?

Immediately afterwards, Fu Tongnan was shocked by the other names written on the jade slips.

It’s so densely packed that it’s almost impossible to see the end.

Just from these rows of names, you can see how many evils the Lianxin family has done over the years!

The Fu family is just an inconspicuous member of this long list.

If all the forces on the list join forces, they can definitely completely wipe out the Lianxin family.

Gulu!

Fu Tongnan swallowed a mouthful of saliva uncontrollably.

Can the ninth generation still take revenge?

Although it lasts for a hundred generations.

If it weren't for the Lianxin family, the Fu family would probably dominate Fengyu Shangzhou and become prosperous!

How could Fu Tongnan forget such a great feud that had cut off the clan's future?

But he also understood that once he took that step, the family might suffer disaster.

The Lianxin family has no way to defeat the War God Sect, Piaomiao Sanren, and Black Mountain Prison Lord, but it is still easy to destroy a small family.

"Master Chen..."

Fu Tongnan's voice was trembling.

He wanted to reject Han Yang, but he didn't know what the consequences would be if he rejected such a mysterious and powerful man.

The Lianxin family is scary, and this mysterious young master who can subdue zombies is equally scary.

Han Yang seemed to have seen through Fu Tongnan's thoughts, and said with a smile: "If the Fu family agrees to form an alliance, I can contact Xingxiu Hai and ask Xingxiu Hai to give the Fu family a thousand cultivation quotas! Even the candidate Xingzi quota can be Give one away!”

When he said this, Han Yang glanced at Fu Jianxin aside with a vague look.

Fu Jianxin raised his hand as if begging for mercy.

Brother Han, please don’t cheat yourself.

Even though he is known as the Young Master of Hundreds of Flowers and has extraordinary talents, he is not even close to being a star candidate in Xingxiu Hai.

Fu Tongnan's mind was spinning and he couldn't help but ask: "Why is it Xingxiu Sea and not the God of War Sect?"

In his opinion, a sect that can conquer zombies should be more powerful than Xingxiu Sea.

Han Yang said solemnly: "I, the War God Sect, do not accept outsiders!"

Don’t accept outsiders?

Fu Tongnan didn't understand what he said. After thinking about it for a while, he realized that he meant not to recruit disciples from outside the sect.

It made him a little puzzled.

How could a sect that could subdue zombies not recruit disciples...

Thinking of this, Fu Tongnan's body suddenly shook.

He vaguely thought of the amazingly talented ancestor of the Fu family who once mentioned a transcendent, god-like existence... the hidden sect!

The hidden sect is not involved in the mortal world, does not accept disciples, and is aloof from the world of blue sky.

Could it be that the War God Sect is a hidden sect? !

This guess made Fu Tongnan's breathing quicken.

Subduing zombies, commanding Xingxiu Sea to recruit a thousand disciples with just one word, and even releasing candidates for star positions at will. Who else can do this except the hidden sect?

At the thought, Fu Tongnan's fingers began to tremble.

"you are……"

He didn't dare to say the words Hidden World Sect.

Han Yang was noncommittal and continued: "If the mansion agrees to the alliance, all we need to do is follow the plan set out in the jade slip and come forward at the right time."

Fu Tongnan hurriedly checked again.

After he saw the detailed plan above clearly, Fu Tongnan had a bitter expression on his face.

This "Chen Yu" of the God of War Sect clearly wants to make the family the leader.

Fu Tongnan closed his eyes, thinking about the past glory of the Fu family and the future that would slowly decline.

In addition to him, there are two other martial saints in the Fu family, but those two are already old and nearing their end of life.

In the near future, the Fu family may fall from the status of a Saint-level family.

Finally, Fu Tongnan suddenly opened his eyes.

"Okay! I agree to your sect's alliance plan!"

"Then, it's a deal!"

Han Yang smiled and stretched out his hand.

Snapped!

The two high-fived and swore an oath of alliance.

After making the covenant, Han Yang stood up and left.

Fu Jianxin has been sending Han Yang outside the mansion.

"Han...Brother Chen...you are going to do something big, is there a place for me to serve?"

Fu Jianxin is not a peaceful master to begin with.

After realizing how powerful Han Yang was, he even wanted to get to know this heroic figure.

Han Yang took out the Xingxiu Sea Star Token from the Najie, handed it to Fu Jianxin, and said: "Take the geniuses in your clan and go to Xingxiu Sea! I hope... you can soar into the sky!"

Fu Jianxin naturally knew what the Xingzi Token was, and his breathing became rapid.

Han Yang patted him on the shoulder, smiled and left.

Holding the Xingzi Token in his hand, Fu Jian's heart was both excited and unwilling.

"I'm still too weak...I want to miss such a wonderful scene..."

Li Chunyu, who was on the side, frowned slightly and asked uneasily: "The direction he is flying to now seems to be a subordinate holy land of the Lianxin family, the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Souls, right?"

Fu Jianxin chuckled and pinched Li Chunyu's pretty face: "Let's just wait and see the show, let's see if it's exciting this time..."

This storm will start from Fengyu Shangzhou and sweep across the entire Middle-earth Divine Continent and even the Blue Sky Realm...

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Holy Land of All Souls.

As an affiliated holy land of the Lianxin family, the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Souls has a very high status in Fengyu Shangzhou.

Lu Xinghun, the Holy Lord of the Holy Land, is one of the six strongest third-level martial saints in Fengyu Shangzhou.

Relying on the strong position of the Lianxin Family, the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Souls has done all kinds of bad things, but no one dares to offend them. It is truly the dominant force in Fengyu Shangzhou!

At the foot of the Holy Land of All Souls.

A pretty woman was tied to a stone pillar.

Snapped!

A loud whip struck the pretty woman, leaving a deep whip mark.

The woman's delicate body trembled, her teeth had drawn blood from her bite, but she still remained silent.

The strong man wielding the whip struck again with an expressionless face.

This whip is called the God-beating Whip, which is specially designed to beat the soul.

Every stroke of the whip can make the victim miserable.

Even if the victim resists the whipping with a strong will, he will eventually be beaten to pieces.

It can be called one of the most cruel punishments in the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Souls.

In front of the two of them, there was a table. Sitting beside the table was a handsome young man, sipping tea leisurely.

After three whips, Young Master Shi Shiran put down his teacup and said calmly: "Nanrou, I will give you another chance to let go of your soul and become my puppet. I can spare your life. Otherwise, not only will you die, but your whole family will also die." I will all be buried with you for your stupidity!”

In front of the table, there were seven or eight young men and women. They were pushed to the ground and their eyes were opened. They were forced to look at the tortured, bruised and pretty woman... Nan Rou.