Nine Revolutions of the Stars Technique

The other two looked at each other and could see the smiles in each other's eyes.

The world of great strife is truly wonderful.

In the past, although Wutong Holy Land had a profound foundation, due to the rules of the Shangzong, it could only restrain its power honestly, consider itself a collector of corpses from great catastrophes, hide from the world, and not care about worldly affairs.

They have had enough of this kind of life.

For countless years, they have been looking forward to showing their true strength, dominating the God Realm, and letting the little ones in the God Realm know the power of the Wutong Holy Land.

Unfortunately, things didn't go as expected.

They dare not disobey the Shangzong's rules.

I thought that like the ancestors of the Wutong Holy Land, they would waste their time waiting and eventually die in obscurity.

Unexpectedly, Han Yang led the Immortal World to invade the God Realm and destroy the Heavenly Way of the God Realm. Shangzong actually released the restraints on them.

After all the hardship comes happiness.

They can finally show off their skills.

Seeing the heroes of the God Realm being played by them like dolls, the three of them were really enjoying themselves.

The man in purple robe said with a smile: "I hope Han Yang can be as powerful as the legend. Don't let us down! It would be boring if he died in one go."

The man in black on the other side also nodded in agreement.

The unparalleled woman Qihuang said indifferently: "You can't underestimate anyone. Han Yang can kill the strongest in other worlds, and destroy the few half-step strong in our Wutong Holy Land who have promoted their achievements. They have their own background. Be careful if the boat capsizes in the gutter. If you lose, This game, when the envoy of the Shangzong comes to blame, is definitely not something you and I can bear."

The expressions of the men in purple robes and black clothes became more solemn, but they still said indifferently: "Qihuang, do you think too highly of Han Yang? With my background in Wutong Holy Land, will I still lose to a rising star?"

Qihuang said calmly: "Then Han Yang is most likely the reincarnation of the God of War of War God Mountain..."

The man in purple robe laughed and said: "So what if it is really the reincarnation of the God of War of the God of War Mountain? Our Wutong Holy Land has been collecting corpses for great catastrophes over the years. How many of them have seen the likes of the God of War?"

Seeing that the two of them were so careless, Qihuang didn't say anything more and just looked ahead, watching the development of the situation.

…

In the ruins of the secret realm, on a stone platform cut with a sharp sword, thirteen powerful men sat facing each other.

The eight people on the left are the living dead from the Salvation lineage.

On the right are five people from Wutong Holy Land!

In the Wutong Holy Land camp, an old man with white hair and beard stroked his beard and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that Senior Zhanxing is still alive. It's really gratifying..."

The skeletal living dead headed by the other side looked skinny and bones, with almost no expression.

Hearing what the white-haired old man said, he didn't react at all. He just asked indifferently: "With such a big turmoil in Wutong Holy Land, we won't just send you five juniors to support the scene, right?"

Being called a junior by Zhan Xing, the five people across from him all twitched their faces.

The five of them would be ancestor-level existences in any dojo.

Even in Wutong Holy Land, he is still one of the thirteen Tao Lords.

And he is not a cannon fodder like Daojun Jiumei who doesn't know the truth, but the real master of the Wutong Holy Land.

Being called a junior is really a shame and humiliation.

But facing the living dead war torture of the Salvation lineage, they didn't even have the qualifications to slander.

Because the age of this old man is really too long.

He has experienced at least eight major tribulations!

In terms of age, he even surpasses Wandao Ancient God, Hunyuan Island Master and others.

If he hadn't been severely injured in a certain catastrophe and faked his death to hide in the world, he would definitely be an overlord on the Forbidden Star Sea.

Zhan Xing is not the only one who is like this.

The youngest of the eight living dead of the Salvation lineage, he was also the hero who dominated one side at the end of the last great catastrophe.

In terms of status, they are all older than the Thirteen Dao Lords.

Called "Junior", they seemed to have no choice but to listen.

Touching his beard in embarrassment, the white-bearded old man smiled and said: "Senior Zhan Xing, don't worry, this Han Yang is a serious problem for our Wutong Holy Land. In order to deal with him, the Holy Land will send at least five half-step to the strongest to join forces."

Hearing that the Five Masters were half-step to becoming stronger, Zhan Xing's skinny face finally showed a trace of expression.

More than one half-step master had died in Han Yang's hands earlier.

One of them was even captured by Han Yang.

If we add the five people dispatched this time, there will be at least seven more half-powerful people born in Wutong Holy Land!

You know, there is no other dojo in the God Realm that is even half-powerful.

Unexpectedly, the heritage of Wutong Holy Land is so profound.

"If the Wutong Holy Land has a way to advance to the half-step to the strongest level, I wonder if it would be convenient for me and others to take a look at it? If the eight of me can make some progress, we will be more sure of killing Han Yang."

I don’t know if I have been in seclusion for too long and my brain has become rigid.

Zhan Xing actually directly asked for the secret to achieve half-step strength.

If it were placed at any other time, this would be tantamount to a complete falling out.

Even though the white-bearded old man had been ordered to win over the eight people of the Salvation Lineage, his face turned red at the shameless tyranny of Zhan Xing.

What a savior!

Do you really think it’s still a time of great calamity? How shameless.

But unfortunately, he couldn't have the attack yet, so he could only say: "The method to achieve half-step to the strongest, the Holy Land is still being explored! I think the seniors should have heard about it, at this time, the method to achieve the half-step to the strongest is still not there." There are drawbacks. It’s just a matter of using a special artifact to achieve a half-step to the top. If you want to achieve a half-step without any hidden dangers, I’m afraid it will take some time.”

The white-bearded old man used a drag technique!

So what if he agrees to be punished by battle? It's hard to say how many people will survive after the battle with Han Yang.

Everything will be discussed after the war.

Seeing the white-bearded old man talking about him, Zhan Xing did not continue to ask questions. He stood up suddenly and said: "Since there is nothing to do, we will start to practice the star battle formation in seclusion! We will strive to exert our maximum combat power in three days." .”

After that, the other seven people from the Salvation Lineage walked away directly.

When the eight people left, one of the Five Great Dao Lords snorted: "These old antiques really can't see the situation! Do you think that the law of heaven can protect them? How dare you be so arrogant."

The white-bearded old man waved his hand and said with a smile: "Let them be arrogant for a while, and then settle the matter with them after the battle with Han Yang."

The other four people stopped talking.

Just when the five people were about to leave, two figures slowly flew towards this direction from a distance.

"People from Zidian Dojo? Didn't they take refuge with Han Yang? How dare they appear here?"

Seeing the Taoist robes on the two men, some of the Taoists were confused.

The white-bearded old man also frowned in thought.

Are these two little guys from Zidian Dojo looking for death?

But soon, he discovered something was wrong.

The two people from Zidian Dojo flew all the way, and the powerful Wutong Holy Land guards guarding them didn't even come forward to question them.

As if those two people didn't exist, let them fly all the way to the stone platform.

"Be careful! There is something weird about these two people!"

The white-bearded old man suddenly stood up, and the hair on his back suddenly stood up.

The other four Dao Lords also realized something was wrong and each released their divine weapons.

However, the moment they released their breath, a ripple swept across the five of them.

The next moment, the surrounding space and time seemed to become sticky.

The sounds they communicated with each other were stretched infinitely.

Time seemed to slow down.

But the two figures were still flying in this direction as fast as lightning.