Nine Revolutions of the Stars Technique

Everyone subconsciously looked away, not daring to take another look at the rune between the black devil's eyebrows.

"What's going on? That monster...is the Wuji Demon Sanctuary?"

"How did she become like this?"

Yan Wufeng and several other sixth-level martial saints were more frightened than others.

They could still understand Han Yang's power and the terror of Wuji Demon Saint before.

But at this time, they couldn't see through the Wuji Demon Saint in his devilish state.

How can a person become a monster?

Moreover, the aura exuded by this monster is too terrifying and intimidating.

Everyone began to sweat for Han Yang.

At this time, Han Yang's eyes also fell on the rune between the black devil's eyebrows.

"I didn't expect to see a divine rune in Zhongqian World..."

Han Yang said this without any fear in his heart. It could even be said that he was... missing him.

That's right, the rune flying out of the jade bottle on the chest of Wuji Demon Saint is exactly the text of the divine world!

The divine realm is an existence that transcends all heavens and realms.

Even if it is just a word in the divine world, it still has miraculous energy.

The result of a warrior from the lower realm forcibly using the words of the divine realm would be like the Wuji Demon Saint who went berserk and became a demon, becoming neither human nor ghost.

What would happen to this old devil didn't concern Han Yang at all.

The only thing that made him curious was who... brought a piece of divine writing to Qingtian Realm.

For warriors from the Qingtian Realm, divine writing is not a good thing.

The power contained in this thing is too powerful and cannot be endured by ordinary martial saints.

Giving the text of the divine world to the Wuji Demon Saint is either a bad thing, or... it has another purpose!

"Ouch..."

Opposite, the monster transformed from the Wuji Demon Sanctuary roared and pounced towards Han Yang.

Sizzle!

The runes on the monster's body came into contact with the void, making a burning sound.

The laws and space seemed to be burned by runes.

Wherever it passes, it can even leave traces of scorched black marks in the void.

Now this monster is far more terrifying than the seventh-level Martial Saint!

"Well, let me see what is hidden in this divine inscription!"

Han Yang nodded, took a deep breath, and handed the Seven Soul Fierce Soldiers to his left hand.

Red began to spread in his eyes.

There is also a hint of red in the black hair.

The ninth turn of formlessness, the sixth turn!

The moment he forcibly activated the sixth turn of the Nine Phaseless Turns, Han Yang's body began to collapse.

The rules are broken!

Muscles dissolve!

After all, the ninth-level Martial Ancestor is only in the Martial Ancestor realm, and Han Yang's limit is still only the fifth level.

Turning on the sixth turn will cause him huge damage.

But there was no expression on Han Yang's face, and his right hand slowly stretched forward.

The black devil's speed is very fast, while Han Yang's movements are very slow.

One is fast, the other is slow, forming a sharp contrast.

But it is such a seemingly slow movement, but it comes later.

boom!

A finger was placed in the middle of the black devil's eyebrows.

Sizzle!

The power of the runes surging in the black devil instantly burned through Han Yang's ninth-level deified realm, burning his entire arm into jet black color.

But at this moment, Han Yang opened his mouth and spit out a mysterious voice:

"Mo!"

This word is exactly the divine pronunciation of the divine rune "Devil", which is... the divine language!

When the sound came out, the divine runes embedded in the black devil's eyebrows began to separate from the black devil's body as if being summoned.

Pitter-pattering black light struggled out from the divine runes.

The entire rune looked like a living octopus wading out of the mud.

"Ouch...ahhhh..."

As the divine runes separated from the eyebrows, the black devil's roar turned into a scream the next moment.

The twisting runes that made up its body also began to converge towards the divine runes.

After a moment, the runes faded, and the limbs of the Wuji Demon Saint were quickly revealed.

A moment later, there was a loud bang, and the divine rune was completely pulled out from between her eyebrows.

"Woo..."

The rune made a jumping sound and jumped onto Han Yang.

It was like a cute little pet. One moment it flew to Han Yang's ear and chirped a few words; the next moment it rushed to Han Yang's cheek and bumped against it, as if it was a close and intimate contact.

The corners of Han Yang's mouth curled up slightly, and he murmured: "It's been a long time... I haven't seen you..."

Long time no see, I miss you so much!

Reborn for the ninth time, seeing something related to the God Realm again made Han Yang feel warm in his heart.

And on the other side...

puff!

The Wuji Demon Saint, who had regained his original appearance, spat out a large mouthful of black blood, and his spirit was extremely depressed.

"No, it's impossible... Who are you... How could Shenwen be so close to you? It's impossible..."

The blow that Wuji Demon Saint received at this time was even greater than the death of the two palace masters.

Ever since she got this divine symbol, things haven't gone well for her.

Shen Wen is unruly and has extremely strong demonic aura, and he doesn't listen to her orders at all.

By borrowing a little bit of the power of the divine text, she was almost transformed into a mindless monster.

But at this time, when this divine inscription came to Han Yang, it turned out to be as well-behaved as a little pet.

Such a gap almost caused her to collapse.

Han Yang looked away from the divine rune and looked at Wuji Demon Saint with an indifferent expression: "Tell me, where did you get this divine rune?"

Wuji Demon Saint was already stupid now. How could he answer Han Yang's question?

She just kept mumbling back and forth: It's impossible, it's not true, it's impossible.

Han Yang frowned slightly, stretched out his finger, and pointed at the center of Wuji Demon Saint's eyebrows.

Search for souls!

boom!

When Han Yang's consciousness rushed into the sea of ​​Wuji Demon Saint's consciousness, he realized why she was so stupid and didn't know how to resist.

It turned out that due to the forced use of divine words, her soul had long been torn apart and became dilapidated.

At this time, Wuji Demon Saint was worse than a fool.

In desperation, Han Yang could only find a few larger fragments, invade them, and forcibly read some broken memories.

In front of me...

The light and shadow flickered, and an old man sat cross-legged under the willow tree, looking a bit like a fairy.

"Xuan Wa'er, I see that you have extraordinary talents and extraordinary qualifications. Are you willing to practice martial arts with me and safeguard the justice of Ziwu Shangzhou?"

This should be the memory of Wuji Demon Saint before he was tricked into joining Wuji Demon Palace.

Han Yang withdrew from this soul fragment and invaded another one.

Buzz!

Light and shadow flickered again.

In a dark world, Wuji Demon Saint looked up to the sky and laughed: "Hahahahaha! The divine text is finally mine! You bastards of the Lianxin family, please wait for me. One day, I will destroy the Lianxin family!"

At her feet lay a corpse with a ferocious expression.

Judging from the appearance, he is somewhat similar to Zhuge Wufeng...

Snapped!

The fragments shattered, and Han Yang forcibly threw them out of the sea of ​​consciousness of the Wuji Demon Saint.

She was so distraught at this moment that she died completely.

This is the consequence of forcibly using divine words.

Even a seventh-level martial saint would never be able to bear it.

"Did you get it from the Lianxin family?"

A few memories were enough, Han Yang frowned slightly.

"elder brother……"

At this time, Xiao Jiuer rushed over with a concerned look on his face, holding a handful of elixir in his hand and sent it to Han Yang.

Han Yang couldn't help but smile and said: "Xiao Jiu'er, these elixirs are useless. I can only recover from my injuries on my own..."

After saying that, he put a hand on Xiao Jiuer's shoulder, and his figure flashed and disappeared directly in front of everyone.

Disappearing with him, there was also Tianzhi Chulan who had been standing there from beginning to end.

At this point, the first wave of attacks from the Lianxin Family was completely over, but the uproar caused by this battle had just begun.

Among the crowd, a warrior covered in a cloak lowered his voice and said: "Elder, I see that Chen Yu seems to be seriously injured?"

Beside him, there was a charming woman, whose eyes were looking in the direction where Han Yang disappeared.

After a long time, the woman said coldly: "Inform the palace master of this matter. What to do requires clear instructions from the palace master!"

As the clothes were fluttering, one could vaguely see that there was a word "chaos" tattooed on the skirt...