Nine Revolutions of the Stars Technique

Chapter 376 Anyone who crosses the line dies

Within the realm of Buddha.

Even though two days have passed, Zhou Tong, Rong Mingzhu, Nalan Yunhao, and even Ji Xiangtian are still in a state of shock.

The treasures inside were beyond their imagination.

Under Han Yang's guidance, they found three heaven-level elixirs!

One of them even reached the level of treasure medicine.

There are also various treasures and spiritual weapons, which are simply countless.

Except for Lu Fengxian, who got the halberd painted by Marquis Wen Fangtian, the rest of them all exchanged their guns for cannons and replaced them with new weapons.

Each one holds a top-notch treasure.

"Not bad, not bad. Fortunately, we found a Nai Ring. Otherwise, we wouldn't be able to take away so many treasures."

In the past two days, Lu Fengxian and the other five people have been carrying treasures to Han Yang, and then they were taken into the ring by Han Yang. They enjoyed it endlessly.

Han Yang walked around the Buddha's territory, collecting various elixirs, treasures, and spiritual weapons with precepts.

Two days later, the Najie, which was a hundred feet in diameter, was filled to the brim.

As a result, some low-level spiritual weapons and elixirs that were less than 10,000 years old could only be given up by them.

Can't fit it in, can't take it away.

Even so, the treasures they took away were only part of the Buddhist realm.

Looking at the endless elixirs and spiritual weapons everywhere, Lu Fengxian and others felt a little aching in their hearts.

It’s a painful feeling to enter the treasure mountain but not be able to take it all away.

"Sir, something is wrong. There seems to be a lot of people outside the Buddha Realm..."

At this time, Nalan Yunhao, who was standing outside, suddenly came in to report.

When everyone came to the entrance of the Buddhist realm, they saw that there were indeed a few people sneaking around. After seeing Han Yang, they left quickly.

"More people are coming in!"

Han Yang realized what happened.

The Divine Ruins are always open, so more and more people will gather here.

Moreover, without the trouble and concealment of the black mist, more and more people are focusing their attention on the Buddhist realm.

"Someone is coming!"

Nalan Yunhao shouted with an unkind expression.

There were thousands of people in front of them, heading towards the Buddhist realm.

There were three people at the head, two men and one woman, one of whom he recognized.

It was the Manshan Mansion of Xizhou who entered the inheritance hall with them... the Condor Young Master Wan Yanzan.

This guy is lucky.

Li Minghui and Ding Zijin were both dead, but he was still alive and kicking.

"Han Yang!"

Wanyanzan stepped forward and said carelessly: "Behind you should be the treasure of Shenxu, right? Why don't we also go in and have a look? As the saying goes, whoever sees it has a share?"

Hearing this, Zhou Tong and others felt angry.

Han Yang beheaded the evil Buddha, which indirectly saved the lives of these people.

This Wanyanzan actually talked to Han Yang with such an attitude?

Han Yang noticed that the thousands of people behind Wan Yanzan were looking at him with greed and passion, but no gratitude.

"Do you want to enter the Buddhist realm?"

Looking at the expressions in the eyes of Wan Yanzan and others, Han Yang said coldly: "There are countless treasures in the Buddhist territory. Even if all of you went in, you would definitely not be able to carry them all..."

"Okay, okay, why are you talking so much nonsense? Get out of the way and let us go in..."

Wanyanzan interrupted Han Yang impatiently.

The smile on Han Yang's face became colder and colder. Without saying a word, he raised his hand and stabbed him.

"you……"

Wanyanzan never expected that Han Yang would dare to attack him in front of so many people.

He quickly flashed his mace and tried to resist.

Click!

The mace cuts.

puff!

His body was also cut in two.

"you……"

Wanyanzan's mouth was filled with blood and he stared at Han Yang in disbelief.

He didn't expect that his noble son could be killed by Han Yang so easily.

Compared with when he was in the Heritage Hall, Han Yang... was much stronger.

boom!

Wan Yanzan, the Condor Shooting Master, died, and his body fell to the ground with a crash.

The thousands of people started making a noise and drew their weapons one after another, preparing for the attack.

Instead, the two leaders took a few steps back cautiously and disappeared into the crowd.

Demon Sword Bai Zhan pointed at the ground sideways, with blood flowing. Han Yang looked indifferent and continued the topic just now: "...It is true that there are countless treasures in the Buddha Realm and it is impossible to move them all, but I don't intend to let you white-eyed wolves in... If you want to enter the Buddha realm, you must first ask about the sword in my hand."

Thousands of people were silent for a moment, and then the noise broke out.

"What the hell, we have strength in numbers, but there is only one of us!"

"We are both at the ninth level of Qi Gathering, so I'm afraid of him."

"He doesn't dare to kill us. Killing us would be tantamount to offending all the sect forces in the entire continent."

"superior!"

The wages of avarice is death.

In their desire for gain, these people forgot their fear and rushed towards Han Yang regardless of their own safety.

"A bunch of idiots!"

Han Yang's eyes were cold and he waved his knife forward without any intention of holding back.

The four elephants cursed the sword, and the white tiger killed him!

The white tiger roared.

Countless sword energy roared towards those warriors.

Click.

Poof.

Boom boom boom...

No one can stop Han Yang's knife.

Even in his normal state, Han Yang can cut through the ninth level of Yuan Dan with his sword. In front of him, these ninth-level Qi Gathering warriors were nothing more than a bunch of chickens and dogs.

Even if there are a few young master-level warriors among them, they can barely compete with the first, second, or third or fourth level of Yuan Dan.

But under Han Yang's sword, their deaths were no more beautiful than ordinary ninth level Qi gathering.

With just one strike, at least dozens of people were killed.

The surging team suddenly stopped.

"Not weaker than the attack power of the ninth level of Yuan Dan..."

"What kind of monster is this!"

The eyes blinded by the treasure finally saw the reality clearly.

The blood boiling due to the opportunity also slowly cooled down.

One man can guard against ten thousand men.

They realized that Han Yang was an opponent they could not defeat at all.

"Han Yang, if you monopolize the treasure alone, aren't you afraid of offending all the sects in the continent?"

Someone is stirring up trouble.

Han Yang tipped his toes, and a spiritual sword flew out with a whoosh.

puff!

The man was nailed to the ground, wailing in pain.

"Who else wants the treasures here?"

Han Yang glanced at the thousands of people in front of him with cold eyes.

If you deal with him nicely, he will give the place a chance.

However, these people were very aggressive and seemed to force him to submit due to their large numbers, which made Han Yang particularly unhappy.

The treasure he got by killing the evil Buddha can only be given to him if he agrees to do so. Anyone wants to steal it? Try it anyway?

There was dead silence in the crowd.

After a long time, a leading woman stepped forward, cupped her fists and said, "I am Da Qin Black Ice Platform..."

Before he finished speaking, Han Yang pointed the tip of his knife at the corpse in front of the Buddha's realm, "Have you seen that corpse? That's the embroidered guard of Da Chu. The mud beside him is the rebirth of all heavens! So, do you want to What did you say to me?"

The woman's expression froze.

I originally wanted to use my background to suppress Han Yang, but I didn't expect that the other party was obviously out of touch.

"While I'm still in a bad mood, get out!"

Han Yang swiped the knife in his hand forward, leaving a knife mark that was a hundred feet long and more than a foot deep outside the Buddha's realm.

"Those who cross the line die!"

After leaving a few words, Han Yang put the knife away in the box and returned to the Buddhist realm.

Thousands of warriors standing in front of the knife marks had extremely complex expressions. Some of them are embarrassed, some are angry, some are resentful...

But no one had the courage to take another step forward.

Han Yang, who has the ninth level of Yuan Dan's combat power, is invincible in the current Shenxu.

"When he gets out, he will definitely die!"

"Those who are greedy will die sooner or later."

"Let's go, let's go and look for opportunities elsewhere. I don't believe that Shenxu is so big. Only here are the treasures..."

A group of people cursed and cursed, and finally had no choice but to leave in anger.

Han Yang, with one man and one sword, blocked everyone from the six dynasties and the ten holy sects, and monopolized the treasure.

…

Time passes slowly while waiting.

In the blink of an eye, a month has passed.

There are still about two months until Shenxu closes.

Boom!