Nine Revolutions of the Stars Technique

Chapter 1034 Anyone who plots against Han Yang will die

"You...how did you appear here..."

Liao Boyang looked like he had seen a ghost.

It was indeed a ghost.

The teleportation in the hunting battlefield is all random, and there is no way to determine where you will be teleported.

Even if they form an alliance in advance and leave their mark on each other, it will still take ten days and a half, or even longer, to come together.

But now, Han Yang is waiting for him at his teleportation point. This is not a ghost.

Two people teleported to the same place at the same time?

Liao Boyang didn't believe this was a coincidence.

Han Yang had no expression on his face and stretched out his hand to pat Liao Boyang.

He has been reborn for the ninth time and has never seen any dirty tricks.

Liao Boyang thought that his methods were secretive and had not been discovered, but in fact everything was seen by Han Yang.

As for teleporting to a place, that's even simpler.

To Han Yang, all the formations in the lower realm were as simple as child's play.

With a few random moves of his hands and feet, he changed the mechanism of the teleportation array.

Compared with these so-called candidate gods, Han Yang is a god who knows everything and looks down on all living beings.

"roll!"

Liao Boyang unleashed all his strength and tried to blast away Han Yang.

The third level of martial arts and the third level of spiritual body.

If you are placed in the candidate queue, your strength is pretty good, otherwise you wouldn't be elected as the leader by that little guy.

Unfortunately, he met Han Yang!

The voice of heaven, deprived!

A ripple rippled out from Han Yang's palm, instantly depriving Liao Boyang of his grasp of the law.

"What kind of method is this?!"

Liao Boyang had a look of horror on his face.

He suddenly realized that Han Yang actually had a hand in the fight ahead.

What kind of monster is this? He actually dares to hide his tricks time and again in the midst of everyone competing for the divine choice.

"No!"

Liao Boyang unleashed more than a dozen techniques in a short period of time, trying to gain Han Yang's control. Unfortunately, everything was in vain.

boom!

Han Yang pressed his palm firmly on Liao Boyang's head.

In an instant, the aura on Liao Boyang's body disappeared, leaving no trace.

"you……"

Liao Boyang's eyes widened, as if he were looking at an ancient beast that chose people to devour.

Hidden Vein sent several experts, and everyone felt that without the forbidden technique, Han Yang was just fish on the chopping board, and could be manipulated as he pleased.

Even Liao Boyang and others wanted to kill Han Yang in exchange for a bounty.

But it wasn't until this moment that Liao Boyang realized how wrong he and these people were.

Forbidden magic?

Without the forbidden technique, Han Yang is still powerful!

At least at Lieshan Ao's level, there is no existence that little shrimps like them can mess with.

"Spare... spare my life! I have participated in the Divine Selection twice and am very familiar with the hunting battlefield. I can lead the way for you. Spare my life..."

Liao Boyang immediately softened and did not have the integrity that a candidate for a son of God should have.

"Spare your life?"

A smile appeared on Han Yang's lips: "You can... let go of your sea of consciousness."

How dare Liao Boyang let go of his sea of consciousness.

Han Yang was clearly searching for souls.

boom!

Before Liao Boyang could find a new excuse, Han Yang's soul had already rushed into his sea of consciousness.

Liao Boyang thought that no matter what he said, his realm and spiritual body were one level higher than Han Yang's, and he could barely resist.

As a result, his sea of consciousness was torn apart instantly.

When his soul saw Han Yang's soul, he could only open his mouth in horror.

Giant Spirit God!

In his eyes, Han Yang's soul was like a giant spirit god.

It is clear that his realm is higher than Han Yang's, but Han Yang's spirit is much stronger than his.

boom!

The spirit with three heads and six arms stepped over, and Liao Boyang's spirit was instantly shattered.

Countless torrents of memories poured into Han Yang's soul.

After a moment, Han Yang let go of his hand, his soul was gone, and only an empty shell of Liao Boyang was left, lying limply on the ground like mud.

Liao Boyang is just a candidate for the Son of God in the middle and upper reaches, and there is not much valuable information in his memory.

Han Yang's purpose was just to find the marks of several other people in Liao Boyang's memory.

He would never let go of anyone who wanted to plot against him.

After dealing with Liao Boyang, Han Yang began to look at the so-called hunting battlefield with great interest.

This should clearly be a subordinate world in the hell realm!

Thinking of the hell world, Han Yang thought of Zuo Li, who went to the hell world alone, with unpredictable fortunes and misfortunes.

"First capture a few brats from the hell realm and see if we can get any information about Zuo Li."

As a son of hell, he has an obvious aura of both worlds, and is favored by the hell world.

If nothing unexpected happens, Zuo Li will rise quickly after adapting to the laws of the hell world, and he will never be an unknown person.

Han Yang rose into the air and flew in a random direction.

Han Yang, who released his spiritual energy at will, was too eye-catching in this hellish battlefield filled with ghostly energy.

In the past hunting battlefields, no one dared to fly into the sky so blatantly as Han Yang.

You must know that the hunting battlefield is the world of "strangers", and it is also the home field of "strangers".

Candidates for the Son of God are outsiders.

Even powerful candidates for the Son of God must be very cautious and understand the situation first before proceeding.

As for Han Yang, this was completely releasing the aura of strangers unscrupulously, treating himself as a living target.

…

Dozens of miles away.

A man with a sheep's head, two feet tall, exuded a strong ghost aura and was filled with a disgusting rancid smell.

"Human! It smells like human!"

The goat-headed demon opened its mouth with a ferocious smile.

"This time, I will become the son of the devil, the person chosen by the devils, and achieve supreme glory!"

boom!

The goat-headed demon rose up and flew in the direction of Han Yang.

The distance of tens of miles is just a blink of an eye for the realms of Martial Saint and Demon Saint.

"Jiejiejiejie...this devil's luck has come!"

The goat-headed demon laughed wildly when he discovered that Han Yang only had the second level of martial saint and the second level of holy body.

The giant warhammer in his hand hit Han Yang like a giant mountain.

"What a familiar face..."

Looking at the goat-headed demon's non-human face, Han Yang felt a little nostalgic.

When he was in the Endless Abyss, he took Zuo Li and traveled all the way there, eradicating the so-called Thirteen Monarchs of the Abyss one by one.

Although this goat-headed demon is much higher than the Thirteen Monarchs in terms of realm, its essence is the same as the Thirteen Monarchs of the Abyss. They are just monsters infected by the demonic energy of hell.

Not even a real hell race!

Han Yang had no interest in such a monster.

Zheng!

The sound of swords sounded!

The Zen of Heaven sings and cuts!

Amid the roar, the laws controlled by the goat-headed demon went into complete riot.

Click!

The huge war hammer was cut off by the seven fierce soldiers.

The goat-headed demon's eyes widened in disbelief.

The human being in front of me is obviously at such a low level, how could he be so strong!

It is comparable to those gods from hell.

puff!