Nine Revolutions of the Stars Technique

"Surely, this kind of secret treasure is not something someone like me can control..."

Jingyuan Ghost Emperor looked at the Si Tian Yin Yang Mirror suspended in the void in front of him, with a bitter taste in his heart.

Han Yang trusted her enough.

Despite reciprocating the favor, she indeed never thought of stealing the Si Tian Yin Yang Mirror from Han Yang.

But who wouldn’t want to own this kind of treasure that only the Tenth Palace Yama can control. .

Jing Yuan Ghost Emperor also wants to try to control Si Tian Yin Yang Mirror.

Earlier, when Si Tian's Yin and Yang Mirror had not yet refined the core of the Evil Mirror Hell, it was fine, and Yin and Yang were not yet perfect.

With Jing Yuan's Ghost Emperor cultivation, he could barely control one or two.

But when Si Tian Yin Yang Mirror reached perfection, she couldn't even get close to it, let alone control it.

Just by looking at it from a distance, you can feel the special state of perfect integration of yin and yang.

As long as he takes one step forward, he will be suppressed by the innate aura emitted by Si Tian Yin Yang Mirror.

She was clearly in charge of the Sitian Yin Yang Mirror refining the Evil Mirror Hell, but at this moment, she was almost crawling on the ground and completely lost control of it.

Just when Jing Yuan Ghost Emperor was shocked, a figure in white stepped towards Si Tian Yin Yang Mirror.

Astonishingly, it was Han Yang who used the sixth-level Holy Body of Heaven to help her refine the core of the Evil Mirror Hell in a short period of time!

Jing Yuan Ghost Emperor's breath was stagnant.

Staring at Han Yang's back.

Han Yang is nothing but a king of heaven.

No matter how strong his combat power is, his realm is not the Tao Transformation Emperor realm after all. Can he really control the Sitian Yin and Yang Mirror?

Baizhang!

Sixty feet!

Thirty feet!

Han Yang walked firmly towards the Si Tian Yin Yang Mirror. The terrifying aura of the perfection-level innate creation did not stop him from approaching.

Once upon a time, Han Yang followed the mysterious man Mr. Fan to explore the underworld. In front of the innate creations of the underworld such as Naihe Bridge and Sansheng Stone, he could only watch from a distance and could not get close.

now.

With his own strength, he stepped within ten feet of Si Tian Yin Yang Mirror.

Boom!

Just when Han Yang was about to step within easy reach of Si Tian Yin Yang Mirror, a violent sound of breaking through the air sounded.

Even the entire void was shattered.

The tough walls of the Evil Mirror Hell exploded inch by inch.

A ray of light came through the air at an incredible speed and hit hard several miles away.

"Han Yang!"

The man roared, and his voice rippled in all directions, as if even the void could not bear his voice.

The rules of the avenue were trembling and buzzing under the agitation of the sound, and they were overwhelmed.

Jingyuan Ghost Emperor felt his breathing stagnant, almost unable to resist the terrifying aura of the visitor, and was pressed into dust.

"I am a woman who covets Han Yang. How can I kneel here! How can I bend my knees to others!"

The last stubbornness in Jingyuan Ghost Emperor's heart kept her from falling to her knees.

only.

Under this terrifying pressure, the consequences of not kneeling would be that the bones all over the body would creak and cracks would appear on the skin.

No one even needs to take action, Jingyuan Ghost Emperor is already injured!

At the same time, she also recognized the identity of the person coming.

"King Tarzan!?".

Jingyuan Ghost Emperor once thought that if he became a Taoist independently with the help of Han Yang, he would inevitably be suppressed by the powerful men of the Tenth Palace.

However, she never expected that the Tenth Palace would send King Taishan here.

Among the ten palaces of the underworld, King Chakravartin is the most mysterious, King Yama is the most cold-blooded, and King Taishan is the most treacherous!

If the King of Hell of the Ten Palaces is the one that Jingyuan Ghost Emperor is least willing to face, it is none other than King Taishan!

Those who are enemies of King Taishan don’t even know how they will die.

Jingyuan Ghost Emperor wanted to send a message to warn Han Yang, but was shocked to find that he could no longer make any sound at some point.

This is the terror of King Taishan.

Before you know it, you have been tricked!

"Tenth Hall Lord Yan? It's really interesting that you are the only one here..."

Han Yang had already anticipated the arrival of Lord Yan of the Tenth Palace.

He even pretended not to take King Taishan seriously.

King Taishan's eyes have been completely attracted by the Sitian Yin and Yang Mirror suspended in the void.

The innate treasure of the unity of yin and yang!

The rank is even above the Tenth Hall!

This is probably the first innate treasure in the world where yin and yang are perfect.

King Taishan's breathing became rapid.

As for Han Yang's words, he completely ignored them.

He's just a little Tianjun, and he's worthy of croaking in his ears!

boom!

Taishan King took a step towards Si Tian Yin Yang Mirror.

Zheng!

A flash of sword light lit up.

Han Yang held his sword in front, blocking King Taishan's path.

Being cut off from the sight of Si Tian Yin Yang Mirror, King Taishan showed anger.

"Han Yang! You are playing with fire!"

The Lord of Hell in the Tenth Palace is high above and rules the underworld.

Even if the three princes and nine ministers in heaven meet, they must be polite.

Little Tianjun actually dared to spoil his mood, he was simply looking for death.

Han Yang said calmly: "If you are the only one, I'm afraid I won't be able to take Si Tian Yin Yang Mirror with you..."

Being cut off by Han Yang from Si Tian Yin Yang Mirror, King Taishan seemed to wake up a little and looked towards the direction of Si Tian Yin Yang Mirror with lingering fear.

so close!

He was unknowingly influenced by Si Tian Yin Yang Mirror and became greedy. .

He is the leader of the Taishan Palace, the innate creation of the underworld.

He even gets greedy!

After the Sitian Yin and Yang Mirror was perfectly integrated, it turned out to be an evil thing!

King Taishan's whole body lit up with innate light.

That was the cold light coming from Taishan Palace.

Shrouded in light, he completely regained his clarity.

When his eyes fell on Han Yang, a smile appeared on the corner of Taishan King's mouth.

"Han Yang, you look so confident, are you expecting someone to show up to save you?"

Obviously, the person he was talking about was the mysterious man from the underworld, Mr. Fan.

Hearing what King Taishan said, Jingyuan Ghost Emperor's heart skipped a beat and he had a bad premonition.

Almost at the same time.

Han Yang's eyes moved slightly, looking in a certain direction above the void.

Outside the hell of evil mirror, on the road to hell.

Mr. Fan, always dressed in black and always shrouded in mist, paused slightly as he walked towards the hell of evil mirrors.

Buzz!

Buzz!

Buzz!

Three figures appeared in the void, blocking his way.

"Fan Wubing, this road is blocked!"

The visitor's eyes were indifferent, without any emotion, but exuded a strong murderous intention.

Fan Wubing paused slightly, and looked at the person on the left among the incoming people with a complicated look, "I thought that the Tenth Hall would send someone to intercept me, but I didn't expect that it would be you..."

The man on the left also looked indifferent, as if he had not heard Fan Wubing's words.

The man in the middle spoke again: "Fan Wubing, give up. Although the three of us can't kill you, we can stop you! Today, you can't go to the Nie Jing Hell."

The nostalgia in Fan Wubing's eyes gradually converged and turned into the same indifference.

"equality!"

"Chu Jiang!"

"Qin Guang!"

"Let me see if you have made any progress after so many years!"

After casually criticizing the three Tenth Palace Lords opposite him in a condescending tone, Fan Wubing took a step forward and took action brazenly.

boom!

The fog around Fan Wubing exploded, turning into a phantom with three heads and six arms, as if a god came to the world and suppressed all directions.

The moment he saw Fan Wubing's Dharmakaya, the eyes of Lord Yan of the Three Palaces suddenly shrank.

"You really got the inheritance from those two people!"

Lord Yan of the Third Palace looked a little more fearful.

"war!"

After using his dharma body, Fan Wubing didn't delay at all, and roared towards the three of them.

One on three, against the ten strongest palaces in the underworld, he is still fearless.