Nine Revolutions of the Stars Technique

The old man was carrying a fishing basket with a fishing rod stuffed in the fishing basket, just like an ordinary old fishing man in the fields.

But there is a special aura about him that makes people surrender.

The moment the old man appeared, all the demigods in the Luanxian Mountain camp dropped their gloating smiles.

In my heart, I even felt ashamed of myself.

He felt that he could not disobey the conquest order and betray the allies of the Holy Sect.

As for the demigods of the temple camp, their original decadent mood disappeared, and their morale became unprecedentedly high.

There is a feeling that working together can poke a hole in the sky.

Even Li Xuanyu and others were affected.

The murderous intent in the eyes of Xiao Jiuer and Ji Xiangtian slowly subsided, and a hint of admiration for the old man appeared in their hearts...

It was as if he saw his own grandfather.

Li Xuanyu meets his relatives.

Hai Ziyi meets the gods.

Xiao Feng meets his fellow tribesmen.

Everyone has met the person they most look forward to meeting.

There was a subtle change in mood.

But at this moment, the spirits of Xiao Jiuer and the five others were suddenly shocked.

The figures in their minds changed to another face... and turned into Han Yang's appearance.

This made them immediately understand what they should do now, and they once again burst out with strong fighting spirit.

"Um?"

Noticing the changes in the five people's moods, the old man looked at Han Yang in surprise.

At this moment, someone called out the old man's identity.

"Angler!"

"The Brocade Hall of the Ancient Clan, the True Dragon Son of the Tiangang Clan!"

This old man is a famous person in the ancient clan.

Possessing thirty-six kinds of magical powers, forming the Tiangang divine pattern, it can crush all existences under the divine path demigods, including many divine path demigods!

Protector of the South!

Demigod of knowledge!

All the warriors from all the temple camps bowed and saluted.

Even many demigods on the Luanxian Mountain side subconsciously wanted to salute.

The wall grass was frightened, and its body began to tremble.

Only Feng Xiaochun narrowed his eyes slightly and gently held a thin sword in his robe sleeve with his right hand.

However, Zhen Longzi obviously ignored the other people's intentions.

His eyes only fell on Han Yang from beginning to end.

"It is clear from the gods... You can use your mortal body to plant faith-like beliefs in the hearts of these peerless geniuses and invincible demigods. It is indeed somewhat extraordinary..."

The condescending tone is no different from other ancient tribes.

"Ancient Clan Tiangang? It's interesting..."

Han Yang also discovered the mystery of the old man.

Han Yang's divine sound instant killing technique is a fusion of eight major magical powers and eight minor magical powers from the eight meridians of the Nine Revolutions of Stars.

The ancient tribe actually had a way to fuse magical powers and even form divine patterns with them.

I underestimated this race, it does have an extraordinary understanding of martial arts.

Seemingly aware of Han Yang's neither humble nor arrogant attitude, the real dragon smiled and said: "Young man, don't be too arrogant. You must know that there are people outside the world, and there are gods above the gods. With your strength, you may be able to show off your power in the heaven. When the time comes, The God Realm is just one of the many gods..."

Talking about the divine world, talking about the gods?

Han Yang smiled.

Is there anyone in this world who understands the gods and the divine world better than himself?

Without getting too entangled in these boring sermons, Han Yang got straight to the point and asked: "For a so-called Tiangang demigod like you, how many people do you have in your ancient clan? Or to be more precise...the strongest person in the ancient clan is also What level?"

Being interrupted by Han Yang, Zhen Longzi did not feel dissatisfied and replied in a proud tone: "In Zhijin Hall, there are two people from Tiangang and one from Disha... In the Jiang clan, there are five people from Tiangang and two from Disha. This answer , but still satisfy you?"

"Owner……"

The old man's appearance earlier destroyed Ji Xiangtian's demonic arrogance, which made the little witch very dissatisfied. She took the opportunity to send a message to Han Yang to provoke him: "This old guy is not a good person. He is so bold that he wants to recruit you..."

Don't get angry and don't take action.

Instead, he answered all questions, answered Han Yang's questions one by one, and revealed Zhijin Hall and even Jiang's trump card to Han Yang.

Zhen Longzi's intention is self-evident.

"Solicitation?"

Han Yang ignored the funny Ji Xiangtian, smiled sweetly, and asked Zhen Longzi: "Someone on my side said that you are planning to recruit me. Is this a problem?"

Zhen Longzi nodded and said: "For a current legend like you, I really can't bear to let you go astray and end up dead. If you are willing to abandon the dark side and turn to the bright side, I can make the decision to let you marry the most noble woman of my Jiang Family Zhijin Hall and become I am the number one relative of Zhijin Hall!”

Seeing that Zhen Longzi and Han Yang were "having a very happy conversation", Protector Nan on the side was very worried.

If Han Yang really joined the ancient tribe, then he would use the conquest order and destroy dozens of demigods, which would be a serious crime.

Seeing that Han Yang was about to speak, Protector Nan hurriedly said: "Senior True Dragon Son! Han Yang is a wanted person by the gods in the divine world..."

Before he finished speaking, his body stiffened involuntarily.

Zhen Longzi glanced at Protector Nan with an indifferent expression and pointed forward with his finger.

Protector Nan's soul was all gone, and he subconsciously wanted to dodge, but he couldn't do it at all.

Click!

The halo of the divine list on his body shattered instantly.

A hole was drilled between his eyebrows, his eyes were dull, and his vitality began to disappear.

This first-class Holy Sect protector who initiated an expedition and led the Divine Continent Holy Sect army in the Central Territory to attack Shenxu with great momentum was actually wiped out in an instant like an ant.

The expressions of all the demigods in the pantheon became extremely gloomy.

The ancient tribe... is really too arrogant!

Just leave it on weekdays.

Protector Nan is now the leader of the conquest order, and Zhen Longzi actually disagrees with him and kills him as soon as he says to kill him.

However, the strength of True Dragon Son intimidated everyone, and for a while no one dared to stand up for Protector Nan.

The atmosphere at the scene was extremely strange.

Feng Xiaochun saw this scene in his eyes and couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

The Holy Sect of the Divine Continent in the Central Territory is rotten from the very foundation.

It seems that he has been freed from the oppression of the ancient tribe for many years, but deep down he is still afraid of the ancient tribe, without any bloodshed.

The leader of the conquest order was killed, but his men did not dare to resist at all!

Such a holy sect, it’s okay not to want it!

She became more determined to overthrow the rule of the Holy Sect of the Divine Continent in the Central Region and subvert the entire heavenly structure.

However, Feng Xiaochun was not in a hurry to take action.

She is waiting.

She also wanted to know how Han Yang would deal with this matter.

Han Yang seemed to have never seen the move of True Dragon Son killing Protector Nan, and said to himself: "It's not impossible for me to join, but..."

Having said this, he paused and said indifferently: "I have no interest in joining a weak race!"

A weak race?

The smile on Shin Ryuko's face finally disappeared.

This is the first time someone in Heaven has used this term to describe the ancient tribe.

"Young people just don't know the heights of the world and don't receive any lessons. It depends on you that you don't understand the cruelty of the world... Anyway, today I will make an exception and let you understand what the ancient tribe is..."

The fishing rod behind Zhen Longzi fell into his hand.

Above the fishing rod, starlights lit up.

No more, no less, exactly thirty-six, which coincides with the number of Tiangang.

"Where does all this nonsense come from..."

Han Yang raised the corner of his mouth, stepped forward, and slashed out with the Buddha-killing knife in his hand.

"If you can take my sword, what if I join your ancient clan!"

As soon as the voice fell, the sword glowed brightly.

Zheng!

It is still the instant killing technique of Shenyin.

However, this time, it was no longer used to suppress the surrounding demigods, and it only targeted one person, True Ryuko.

"Tiangang Fishing!"

Zhen Longzi raised the fishing rod in his hand, and the fishhook appeared in front of Han Yang in an instant.