Nine Revolutions of the Stars Technique

Hai Ziyi Demigod!

Li Xuanyu is possessed!

Liao Fanxing is useless.

Liao Yue'er can only work hard.

Fortunately, Liao Yue'er is a fourth-level true king who also practices the three realms. Being a virgin outside does not count as losing status.

The reputation of fortune-teller and fortune teller is getting more and more famous.

There was an endless queue of people.

"Miss Yue'er, that guy Ji Feng has been in there for a while, why hasn't he come out yet? When will it be my turn?"

A ninth-level true king urged in a low voice, impatiently.

Liao Yue'er said with a cold face: "Master's deduction of the secrets of heaven, how can it be that I can't control it? If you don't want to wait, you can leave."

The Ninth Level True Lord was immediately speechless.

Yesterday, someone was directly promoted from the eighth level of the True Lord to the ninth level of the True Lord after being enlightened by the fortune teller. It was heart-breaking to watch.

He came here this time to prepare to divine whether he had the potential to become a god.

Although he is only a ninth-level true king who has mastered both realms, as a warrior, who doesn’t want to taste what it’s like to ignite the divine fire and become a demigod?

Most of the people in line behind me had the same idea.

At the beginning, only some low-level True Lords came.

Nowadays, there are already many ninth-level true kings queuing up.

Logically speaking, even the deduction and divination methods of the Tianji Holy Sect are not so magical, otherwise the Tianji Holy Sect would not be a second-class Holy Sect, but a first-class Holy Sect.

But things are so evil.

Everyone who came out of the tent was full of praise for the so-called fortune teller.

As time passed, it became the grand occasion it is today.

Boom!

Just when the ninth-level true king was anxious, in the sky, there was a roar of the sky boat docking.

Immediately there was a burst of shouting and swearing.

Stopping the Yukong Tianzhou here will not show any face to them.

However, when everyone saw the logo on the Yukong Tianzhou clearly, they all fell silent and said no more.

Happy Holy Sect? !

This Royal Sky Boat is actually engraved with patterns belonging to the Holy Sect of Joy.

The Huanxi Holy Sect is a second-class Holy Sect as famous as the Nine Locks Holy Sect.

It's not something little people like them who are trapped in a region can offend.

The next moment, everyone in the queue gave way.

Even the ninth-level True Lord who was ranked first could only grit his teeth and give up his position.

Situation is stronger than people!

No matter how impatient he was, he would not dare to compete with the second-class Holy Sect.

Buzz!

Buzz.

Light and shadow flickered.

Three figures flew down from the Royal Sky Boat.

The leader was a handsome man with an extraordinary aura, and his whole person exuded a special aura that was admirable.

Beside him were two graceful beauties with various manners.

The two women were cuddling in the man's arms, looking at each other with charming eyes. They didn't pay attention to other things at all. They seemed to only have eyes for the man.

"That person...is True Lord Fanxing of the Star-Suppressing Holy Sect? She was also surrendered by the Happy Holy Sect?"

"What a sin, such a flower..."

"Shut up, you know who the man who surrendered her is. He is the Happy Saint Son of the Holy Sect..."

"What? Is he the Son of Joy?"

When the identity of the leading man was recognized, there was another commotion in the crowd.

The Holy Son of Xunhuan of the Huanxi Holy Sect has a status even higher than that of Suo Hongchen of the Nine Locks Holy Sect, and is as famous as the Saint Suo Wanxin.

A saint's son and a saint's daughter must be able to become a demi-god.

Little people like them are out of reach.

The warriors all around lowered their heads, and no one dared to take another look.

The Holy Son of Joy didn't pay attention to the performance of these ants. He lazily hugged True Monarch Fanxing and told another beautiful woman: "Qie'er, go see the fortune-teller and see if he is It’s as magical as the legend…”

Bird!

True Lord Negative Bird?

He is also a peak myth who also cultivates the three realms.

Definitely one of the best.

At this time, she was as humble as a maid in front of the Holy Son of Xunhuan.

After receiving the order, she bowed and walked straight towards the tent.

Liao Yue'er narrowed her eyes slightly.

After wasting almost two months in this damn place, a fish that caught my eye finally took the bait.

Without saying a word, she made a gesture of invitation.

True Lord Negatou stepped directly into the tent.

"Thank you, Master, for your guidance! This kindness... will never be forgotten!"

In the tent, an old man in a purple shirt knelt down and worshiped devoutly, as if worshiping a god.

Han Yang sat on the futon and just nodded slightly.

The old man did not dare to stay any longer, so he thanked him again and turned around and left.

The fortune teller deduced the secrets and received nothing.

According to his own words, killing someone is a reward.

No one knows what the word "stab one's fate" actually means and why he was asked to say that.

But without paying any price, you can know your future, and naturally many people are willing to do so.

After the old man exited the tent, True Lord Fuque walked to Han Yang and sat sideways on the futon.

She didn't speak, but looked at Han Yang quietly with a strange look in her eyes.

Han Yang glanced at the woman and said calmly: "If I don't want to kill you, please go back."

"oh?"

True Monarch Negative Bird showed a contemptuous smile.

The so-called provocation is just to deceive those rural cultivators who have never seen the world.

She followed the Holy Son, often met with demigods, and even came into contact with the powerful demigods of the Tianji Holy Sect. She knew the limits of Tianji's divination skills.

If it were true as the fortune teller said, wouldn't the Tianji Holy Sect have already become a demigod like rain and dominated the heavens?

In her opinion, the so-called fortune teller is just a liar who relies on his knowledge of some secrets to deceive people.

If the Holy Son wasn't interested, she wouldn't even take a second look.

At this time, the other party refused to predict for her and became more and more convinced of her judgment. This person must have known her noble status and did not dare to talk nonsense.

"I'm afraid I can't help it..."

Zhenjun Ning Que's eyes were cold and he said indifferently: "Since I'm here, today, you have to count, even if you don't count, you have to count!"

In the eyes of True Monarch Ning Que, Han Yang's waste of the Holy Son's precious time was simply a capital crime.

If she kept pushing back, she wouldn't mind letting Han Yang know the consequences of deceiving the Holy Son.

After hearing this, Han Yang slowly raised his head and said indifferently: "You misunderstood. The reason why I didn't kill you is just because your life is not long and you have no future, so there is no need to kill you."

After saying a few words, Han Yang closed his eyes.

"You! How brave!"

True Lord Negative Que raised his eyebrows and turned his palms.

How could True Lord Lingque not be angry when he said for no reason that he was not going to die soon?

Without saying anything, he directly hit Han Yang with a palm strike.

Buzz!

But the moment she took action, a ripple spread out, freezing her in place, unable to take a step forward.

Even if it was only a few breaths of time, it was enough to frighten the heart of True Lord Ning Que.

He himself is a contemporary legend who also cultivates the three realms.

Even the soul was immobilized?

Who is this arrogant fortune teller in front of me?

How could he have such terrifying supernatural powers?

Could it be...an ancient tribe?

The ancient tribe has all kinds of strange and weird abilities, all of which are at the rule level, making them difficult to guard against.

The murderous intention in her heart quickly dissipated.

True Lord Negative Bird did not dare to stay any longer, and hurriedly left the tent and came to the side of Saint Son Xunhuan.

Seeing her pale face, Saint Son Xunhuan looked interested: "This person seems to be really capable?"

"Yes, and no..."

True Monarch Negative Bird shook his head and told the whole story, and finally said angrily: "Although he has some supernatural powers, he obviously does not have the ability to deduce heaven's secrets. He actually talked nonsense about my fate for a short time..."

Saint Son Xunhuan's body trembled slightly, he squinted his eyes and murmured: "You are really capable..."

"..."

True Lord Ning Que looked at the Holy Son Xun Huan in confusion.

What kind of skill is this?

The Holy Son of Xunhuan gently traced his fingers on the delicate cheeks of True Monarch Fu Que, and his voice suddenly turned cold: "You have offended the master by speaking harshly. If the fortune teller has pointed out the path to becoming a god for this Holy Son, then that's unreasonable." , this Holy Son will kill you to apologize to him... Therefore, he is not wrong at all when he says that you are not going to die soon."

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