Nine Revolutions of the Stars Technique

On the one hand, he was afraid that Han Yang might be a peerless warrior, but on the other hand, he was reluctant to give up such an opportunity.

The Holy Son Xunhuan couldn't think of any way to keep Han Yang.

As a result, he actually took the initiative and said that he had a chance with me and wanted to stay with him for a while.

The Saint Son of Xunhuan was simply overjoyed.

"That's why I'm so slow to treat you, Master..."

The Holy Son of Xunhuan bowed again, and then set his sights on True Lord Ningque.

This stupid woman, who was so domineering in front of the master, ruined her great opportunity.

Fortunately, the master is broad-minded and does not care about this trivial matter.

But the Holy Son of Xunhuan will not let go easily.

He would not stay with such a woman who failed to succeed but failed.

Of course, he was not stupid enough to kill True Lord Nega Que in front of him and ruin his image in the eyes of the master.

As soon as the master no longer pays attention, he will definitely let the True Monarch Negate disappear quietly.

Zhenjun Ningqiao obviously also guessed the idea of ​​seeking pleasure for the Holy Son, and his heart sank to the bottom.

But right now, there is no solution at all. The only option is to bite the bullet, pretend to smile, and secretly look for opportunities.

Half a step behind Han Yang, the Holy Son of Xunhuan led Han Yang towards the flying boat in the sky.

The warriors around saw this scene and couldn't help but lament.

A great opportunity may have been missed because of their hesitation.

Even the Holy Son of Xunhuan of the Huanxi Holy Sect is so humble, which shows that the fortune teller has real skills.

Unfortunately, once you miss something, there is no point regretting it.

Everyone could only watch Han Yang and his party leave.

…

On the flying boat in the sky.

The Holy Son Xunhuan asked someone to serve him tea, and then accompanied him carefully and asked: "This junior is going to the Nine Locks Holy Sect to participate in the Holy Fire Ceremony. I wonder if the master is interested? If the master is not interested, the junior can return immediately... "

"Just follow your original itinerary. There is no need to change it. Once you change it, the cause and effect may change..."

Han Yang still looked like a master and spoke in a eloquent manner.

The more he behaves like this, the more the Saint Son of Xunhuan admires him and becomes more attentive.

It wasn't until Han Yang served tea to see off the guests and he arranged Han Yang in the top suite in Yukong Tianzhou that he reluctantly took them away.

"Can this person really become a god?"

When the Holy Son Xun Huan walked away, Liao Yuer immediately sent a message to ask curiously.

To her, no matter how miraculous Han Yang performed, it was not surprising.

This person is the one who truly "enlightened" the existence of the two gods.

But a disciple like Xunhuan Shengzi could become a god, which made her somewhat unhappy.

When she was in the Xuanbao Holy Sect, she heard a lot about the bad reputation of this holy son.

I don't know how many of the proud daughters of heaven were harmed by him, became a furnace, and finally passed away sadly.

For example, the True Lord Fanxing is currently beside the Holy Son Xun Huan.

That was the pinnacle myth of the Star-Suppressing Holy Sect's fame, and she even had the hope of becoming a sect's saintess.

It's a pity that when he met the Holy Son of Xunhuan, he could only be reduced to a furnace.

Facing Liao Yue'er's inquiry, Han Yang said calmly: "Since I have approved his destiny, whether he can become a god or not depends on his own choice."

If you pay attention to Shenzhou, you will fail, but if you go to Shenzu, you will succeed?

Liao Yue'er thought of Han Yang's previous assertion, but was a little confused as to what these ten words meant.

When she wanted to ask again, Han Yang had already kept silent.

She could only shut up in frustration, hold her face in her hands, and stare at the window in a daze.

I don’t know where Li Xuanyu, Hai Ziyi and the others are now...

Although they had only been apart for two months, Liao Yue'er had already begun to miss them.

…

In another secret room.

After setting up the soundproof formation, the smile on Saint Son Xunhuan's face gradually faded.

He took out an incense burner from the ring and placed it on the altar. Then he took out a stick of incense and lit it religiously on the incense burner.

A full half-stick of incense time has passed.

The cigarette began to twist, and finally, the face of an elegant old man was outlined.

"What's the matter?"

The elegant old man vibrated the smoke and made a sound.

"Master, this disciple is going to the Nine Locks Holy Sect and met an expert on the way..."

Holy Son Xunhuan told the story of his encounter with Han Yang, and finally said: "This person has a mysterious origin and is very extraordinary. This disciple would like to ask the master to come to the Nine Locks Holy Sect and meet him in person..."

The elegant old man is one of the demigod ancestors of the Huanxi Holy Sect, the master of the Holy Son of Xunhuan... the Lingshu demigod.

After hearing what the Holy Son Xun Huan said, the cigarette condensed into the Lingshu Demigod suddenly dispersed and fell into the mouth and nose of the Holy Son Xun Huan.

The Holy Son of Pleasure remained motionless, allowing the cigarette to invade.

After a while, the cigarette left the mouth and nose of Saint Son Xunhuan and regrouped into the form of Lingshu Demigod.

"You have indeed become a half-god, and you are only one step away from truly igniting the divine fire..."

The rising smoke of the cigarette vividly outlined the shocked expression on Lingshu Demigod's face.

One point of guidance.

Stepping into the realm of demigods?

Not to mention his demigod ancestor, even those who are infinitely close to the gods on the divine path cannot do such a thing.

Poke the fortune teller!

What a fortune teller!

Could it be that you can really... change your fate against the will of heaven?

"I will go there myself..."

Lingshu Demigod didn't want to miss such an opportunity, so he agreed directly.

Holy Son Xunhuan hurriedly reminded: "This person is extremely extraordinary, and there may be guardians around him to protect him secretly..."

"Don't worry, I will invite your Uncle Lingweng to go with me."

Lingshu Demigod nodded and said very cautiously.

Ling Weng is the Taoist companion of the Lingshu demigod and a powerful demigod.

I believe that with two demigods coming forward, even if the other party has a guardian secretly, there is no need to worry too much.

…

At the same time, I don’t know how many thousands of miles away.

"Hai Ziyi?"

In a majestic palace standing on the top of the clouds, an old man slowly opened his eyes, and there seemed to be stars flashing in his eyes.

The True Lord below responded respectfully: "It is rumored that Hai Ziyi has ignited the divine fire, awakened her divinity, and become a true demigod! She sent a message through the secret disciple of our Feixing Holy Sect, saying that it is related to Xiao Ran's death..."

"Ah……"

The old man chuckled and interrupted what Zhenjun was saying, jokingly saying: "Hai Ziyi is trying to deceive me, the Feixing Holy Sect, into being stupid? I am fully aware of the grudges between Xiao Ran and her. This fall was probably her fault. Do you still dare to contact my sect Anzi?"

There are twelve demigods in Feixing Holy Sect.

Even among the second-class holy sects, it is still a very powerful sect.

The sect is even more talented than rain.

Mu Xiaoran's fall did not cause many waves.

Except for Mu Xiaoran's master, no one said they wanted to avenge him.

Especially after knowing that Hai Ziyi has become a demigod, no one will offend a powerful demigod for Mu Xiaoran.

The True Lord below hurriedly responded: "Hai Ziyi sent a message saying... that only if you, the founder, come to the Nine Locks Holy Sect in person, will she resolve her grudges with our Feixing Holy Sect."

"How brave!"

The old man's eyes were filled with stars and murderous intent: "A mere newly promoted demigod is so arrogant. Do you really think that our Flying Star Saint Sect cannot kill demigods?"

The True Lord below hesitated to speak, but finally had the courage to reply: "Just four months ago, the Bipolar Holy Sect was destroyed. It was rumored that Hai Ziyi... had appeared in Bipolar City..."

As soon as these words came out, the murderous intent on the old man's face suddenly dimmed a lot.

As a demigod, he knew very well how terrifying the combined attack technique of the two demigods from the Bipolar Saint Sect was.

Could it be that the two monsters... fell into the hands of Hai Ziyi?

The True Lord below couldn't help but say: "The Three Treasures and Demigods of the Xuanbao Holy Sect also seemed to have died in Bipolar City."

"..."

The old man was speechless now.

After almost a stick of incense had passed, he sighed and said: "Send a message to Po Xing, and let her solve the trouble caused by her direct disciple!"

This old man was obviously scared.