Nine Revolutions of the Stars Technique

The past is just a dream.

One moment, Yi Jianxin was still looking forward to a bright future, but the next moment he had to choose to commit suicide.

As the saying goes, those who kill will always be killed.

From the moment the immortal geniuses descended on the Mystic Realm of Shenqi and started killing indiscriminately, their fate was doomed.

After collecting all the loot, Han Yang returned to Bai Long's head.

Seeing Han Yang easily kill Gong Yeqian with the killing method that combines the two paths of gods and immortals, Bai Long worshiped Han Yang even more.

It quickly accompanied Xin Xin and asked, "Where do you want to go now, sir?"

…

In a ruins that has been abandoned for many years.

There was a handsome young man in a white robe sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed and his expression calm.

The charming woman beside him was not so calm.

The woman was pacing back and forth, looking anxious.

From time to time he looked at the handsome young man.

The young man ignored him and continued to sit cross-legged and meditate, immersed in his cultivation.

There is sword energy lingering around his body, which seems to be able to open up the world and expand the wilderness.

Its sword intent fills the heaven and earth, and is brilliant and vast.

"Brother Jian!"

The woman finally couldn't bear the anxiety in her heart, stopped, looked at the young man and asked anxiously: "Are you really not going to try again to see if you can break the formation in front of you?"

The handsome young man looked calm, as if he didn't hear the woman's question at all.

The woman also understood that she was too impatient, but she still couldn't help but find a reason for herself: "Now that the immortal tide has begun, the immortal genius has arrived, the two of us are trapped here, and the temples are leaderless, I am afraid it will be very dangerous..."

It turned out that this woman and the handsome young man were Zhuge Jian, the missing master of the temple, and Shen Jinghong.

Since more than ten days ago, they have been trapped in this ruins and cannot leave.

Even with the power of Zhuge Sword, he could not break through the trap here after several attempts.

At this time, Zhuge Jian finally opened his eyes when he heard Shen Jinghong talking about the temples.

There was a flash of compassion in his eyes that were as bright as starlight.

"Jinghong, I originally came from a humble background. In order to gain a future, I had to participate in the grand event of divine enlightenment. Fortunately, I achieved some achievements, and I was favored by a goddess like you who was originally aloof and far away in the sky. I am already satisfied. I wonder if you are willing to live and die with me in the same quilt..." M..

Zhuge Jian is the number one swordsman in the pantheon, but there is no pride in his tone.

On the contrary, it is approachable and makes people feel the warmth like sunshine.

"Of course I do!"

Shen Jinghong responded subconsciously.

In the pantheon of gods, in the entire divine realm of revelation.

There are countless women who hope to become Zhuge Jian's Taoist companion.

That bitch, the goddess Zong Xiyuehou, even tried her best to seduce her.

But Zhuge Jian was never moved and only fell in love with one person.

Shen Jinghong is willing to live and die with Zhuge Jian.

But after she finished answering Zhuge Jian's question, she suddenly thought of something and her face turned pale.

"Brother Jian... you... you mean, we will die?"

Shen Jinghong's fingers were clenched until there was no trace of blood.

Zhuge Jian's tone was too pessimistic.

It made her feel uneasy.

Zhuge Jian said calmly: "I am able to achieve what I am now. Although I don't dare to be too proud, I am still somewhat confident. Even if it is a king-level seal, I can break it with one sword. As for this trap, I... Not broken!”

Emperor level!

Shen Jinghong finally understood what Zhuge Jian meant.

The sealing formation that trapped them was actually at the emperor level?

"How is this possible...how can there be an emperor-level formation in the Divine Enlightenment Secret Realm..."

Shen Jinghong actually believed Zhuge Jian's statement in his heart, but he still wanted to struggle.

Zhuge Jian looked at Shen Jinghong with gentle eyes and said softly: "Don't you understand yet? My time is up..."

He has been in the mysterious realm of divine enlightenment for many years and is invincible.

Even when facing Gong Yeqian, the leader of the Thirteen Monsters in the Immortal Mountains, he still wouldn't give in too much.

Zhuge Jian is very confident in being able to cultivate to this level as a human being.

But this time, he was tempted by the unexpected information and stepped into this trap. After being sealed here, he vaguely guessed some truth.

Qunxianshanxianpuppet.

Mu Xian teaches fake immortals.

None of them have the strength to calculate him with the emperor-level formation.

The only one who can plot against him is... the world of immortality!

It was definitely no coincidence that he was trapped here before the immortal tide started and the immortal genius arrived.

It is a nourishing meal prepared by the powerful immortals for the geniuses.

And his Zhuge Jian is that dish.

Zhuge Jian knew that he would definitely die.

The Immortal World is plotting in all directions, and it is absolutely impossible for him to survive in the secret realm of Divine Enlightenment.

But he won't give up easily either.

He has been recuperating these past few days, adjusting himself to his strongest state.

Even if he dies, he must teach the people in the immortal world a lesson.

Let those arrogant and arrogant Immortal Dao geniuses who only regard Shinto warriors as food understand that his Zhuge Sword cannot be steamed, boiled, hammered, stir-fried, or fried like a copper pea.

If you want to eat him, you have to break all the teeth in that guy's mouth.

It's a pity that Shen Jinghong has to die with him.

Thinking of this, Zhuge Jian's eyes became gentler.

"how so……"

Shen Jinghong could no longer hold back the despair in his heart and collapsed to the ground.

…

Hundreds of miles away from the seal of the valley.

Xiao Jiuer looked at him suspiciously: "I don't know what those two people are doing, why they are hiding in there and can't come out..."

Before parting that day, Han Yang assigned tasks to everyone.

Ji Xiangtian followed those half-immortal puppets and headed to Qunxian Mountain.

Hai Ziyi hid among the true gods of the God Realm and went to the temples.

Xiao Jiuer, on the other hand, has been following Zhuge Jian, the master of the temples.

However, Xiao Jiuer was too far away from the magic circle and didn't even notice that there was a large seal formation here.

She could only see the guy named Zhuge Jian sitting cross-legged.

Neither treasure hunting nor leaving.

Just sitting there stupidly.

And the woman named Shen Jinghong is even more interesting.

Sometimes he laughs, sometimes he cries, sometimes he is dumbfounded.

The expressions of the opera singers were not as rich as hers.

"Oh... I have been separated from my brother for more than a month. How long will I have to stay with these two idiots?"

Xiao Jiuer's little head couldn't turn around.

She didn't notice at all that Zhuge Jian and Shen Jinghong were bidding farewell over there.

Seeing Zhuge Jian holding Shen Jinghong in his arms, seemingly comforting him softly, Xiao Jiuer's eyes went straight.

Looking curiously from a distance.

"Wow wow wow... Kiss! That woman has been acting for so long just to let the man kiss her?"

Xiao Jiuer touched his lips in confusion, somewhat confused about the woman's thoughts.

Is it just a blind date?

Do you need so many plays?

What?

The man won't let you kiss him?

Then smash the seeds in his head, carry him home directly, and kiss him enough!

It’s really strenuous...

Xiao Jiuer was confused and puzzled when suddenly, applause rang out in the void for some reason.

"It's really wonderful! As expected of the so-called master of the temples, he can still be so leisurely and relaxed in a life-and-death crisis... I admire him, I admire him!"

In the void, a pretty woman carrying a sword box appeared, looking down at Zhuge Jian and Shen Jinghong in her spare time.

His eyes were full of amusement.

It was like...the cat saw two little mice.