Nine Revolutions of the Stars Technique

revile.

Han Yang almost pointed at Miao Miao Sanren's nose and cursed with his few words.

What big cloves of garlic should I pack?

You came to the Heart-Slaying Alliance just to take advantage of the general situation to avenge your Taoist companion.

Revenge is revenge, killing is killing, what kind of benevolence, morality and compassion are there?

There was silence in the main hall.

Cao Polu and others looked at Han Yang in confusion.

So strong.

This genius of the God of War Sect is simply stubborn.

No wonder he dared to single-handedly publish the Ten Sins proclamation and declare war on the Lianxin family.

No wonder he dared to risk being ambushed by a ninth-level Martial Saint to rescue his allies.

I don't know why, even though it was their first meeting, Cao Polu, the Lord of Baiyun Mountain, and the Lord of Dayiling couldn't help but feel admiration and admiration in their hearts.

Only such a person is worthy of being the leader of the Heart-killing Alliance.

He's right.

The purpose of everyone joining the Zhuxin Alliance is to take revenge on the Lianxin family.

To say anything else is nonsense.

Piaomiao Sanren's face was livid, and he even regretted a little in his heart. He should not have rescued this kid in the first place, and let him be killed by Zhuge Jinyu's sword.

Such a genius, why does he have a broken mouth?

"Hahahaha... Old ghost Piao Miao, I have long been displeased with you. If you hadn't been such a good-for-nothing, cowardly all day long, the two of us would have taken revenge a thousand years ago."

At this moment, a burst of strange laughter suddenly came from outside the hall. The sound was like a night owl, which shook the eardrums of everyone present and gave them a splitting headache.

boom!

An illusory black shadow suddenly appeared in the hall.

The visitor was completely wrapped in a black robe surrounded by black smoke, revealing only a pale, paper-like face with a haggard appearance. It was so cold that the temperature in the hall dropped several degrees.

If Piaomiao Sanren has a bit of Taoist immortality, then this one is full of evil spirits.

Black Mountain Prison Lord.

Many people recognized the identity of the old monster in black robe.

He who dominates the Black Mountain Prison takes pleasure in imprisoning and torturing others. It is no exaggeration to say that he is an evil heretic.

However, most of the people he imprisoned were disciples of the Lianxin family.

Piaomiao Sanren's eyes flashed coldly: "Why don't you die?"

The grudge between him and the Black Mountain Prison Master is not small.

When the Black Mountain Prison Master found out that he had a grudge against the Lianxin family, he asked him to join forces to deal with the Lianxin family, but Piao Miao Sanren did not want to join the evil ways and decisively refused.

As a result, the prison master of Montenegro pestered him for almost three hundred years. During that period, he was simply miserable.

If the two were not equally powerful, he would have slapped the old monster to death.

The prison master of Heishan ignored Piaomiao Sanren and smiled strangely at Han Yang Jiejie: ​​"Boy, you have character. I like you like this! I'm the only one who counts this bullshit Heart-killing Alliance of Lao Shizi!"

As he said that, he glanced at Piaomiao Sanren with a look of disgust, and then said: "I can just be a right protector."

In the blue sky world, respect the right.

He acted as the right protector, obviously preparing to suppress Piaomiao Sanren.

Han Yang couldn't help but smile a little.

Han Yang also liked the character of the Black Mountain Prison Master better than the Piaomiao Sanren.

It doesn't matter if you are a little more arrogant and domineering. When your level improves, you will be honest after a good beating.

On the contrary, Piaomiao Sanren is a bit difficult to deal with...

Han Yang cupped his hands and said to the Piaomiao Sanren: "As the saying goes, people with different Taoism should not work together. If the Sanren feel that they are inconsistent with the ideals of the Zhuxin Alliance, then I will not force him, and I will not send him far away."

Cao Polu and the others were completely dumbfounded.

He is a ninth-level martial saint.

He actually pushed a ninth-level Martial Saint out?

Piao Miao Sanren also didn't expect Han Yang to be so tough, and looked at Han Yang in a daze.

Can you leave by yourself?

Of course not!

Killing the Heart Alliance is his only chance for revenge.

If I leave now, I'm afraid there will be no possibility of revenge for my old wife.

There is a loquat tree in the courtyard. My wife planted it the year she died. It is now as tall as a canopy.

My old wife has been dead for many years, but I can't avenge her. This kind of sadness can never continue.

In order to take revenge, he can also sacrifice everything...including his own principles of life and doing things.

The longer time goes by, the deeper the hatred and the deeper the grief.

If it were a thousand years ago, Miao Miao Sanren might really throw up his sleeves and leave, but now... he also wants revenge.

With such a thought, Piao Miao Sanren closed his eyes. When he opened them again, his face had changed. He cupped his hands towards Han Yang and said, "I'm sorry, indeed... I was presumptuous."

After saying that, he found an empty seat and sat down.

Everyone present gasped.

Apologized?

This ninth-level martial saint, an unparalleled expert in the Blue Sky Realm, actually apologized to the leader?

Cao Polu and others looked at Han Yang with something very wrong in their eyes.

Even the Black Mountain Prison Master glanced at Piaomiao Sanren several times with strange eyes.

Thousands of years ago, this old guy would never have had this kind of character.

Unexpectedly, the edges and corners now have been smoothed away by hatred.

Seeing that Piaomiao Sanren stopped talking, Han Yang also gave a step in time:

"Actually, Sanren, you have misunderstood. Before those Sanren warriors started to surround and kill each family, I had people notify the soul puppets from those families and sects. They were the ones who were spurned and abandoned at the beginning. Now they have the right to forgive. Yes, it can only be them."

“Don’t try to persuade others to be generous if you don’t know others are suffering.”

"What do you think of Sanren?"

Piao Miao Sanren was startled after hearing Han Yang's answer.

Thinking of his old wife who was killed by the Lianxin family, he sighed deeply and there was no resentment in his heart.

Han Yang is right.

If you don't know the suffering of others, don't persuade others to be generous.

I am not qualified to dictate the decisions made by others.

"Ahem..."

Seeing that the atmosphere was slightly stiff, Cao Polu coughed and took the initiative to speak: "Everyone has almost arrived. I wonder what the alliance leader has planned for the attack on the Lianxin family?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was shocked.

They took the risk and came to Ten Thousand Souls Mountain just for this moment.

Facing the expectant looks from everyone, Han Yang said one word lightly: "Wait!"

wait?

Everyone was confused by this word...

…

Billions of miles away.

In a secret place.

"Cough cough cough..."

Yuelun Zun, who used to be like a god, kept coughing up blood, and the blood spattered to the ground, cutting holes into the rocks.

The blood contains powerful sword intent, like a divine punishment, tearing open the surrounding laws.

Wiping away the blood from the corner of his mouth, Yuelun Zun said with a wry smile: "I still underestimated that old boy. I haven't seen him in a thousand years. His sword skills are so powerful..."

Yue Lun Zun, who had been hunted by Jue Yunzi for more than a year and had no sacred weapon to protect him, was already in an extremely embarrassed state.

Her condition was even more miserable than the Lianxin family had imagined.

With her current injuries, even if Jue Yunzi stopped taking action, he would still be able to drag her to death if he just chased her all the way and left her unable to calm down to heal her wounds.

Rilunzun sighed angrily: "I blame my poor calculation. I didn't expect... Jueyunzi would value that boy so much..."

When they originally planned to ambush Han Yang, they thought they would be retaliated by Jueyunzi.

Yang Xiao, Jiuri, Mianyue and others were all transferred away from the main altar of the Sun and Moon God Sect in advance, so as not to let Jueyunzi, who was in a rage, take the blame.

But they never expected that Yue Jin Lun would be forcibly suppressed by Han Yang and the Star Reaching Sword Master.

Unexpectedly, Jue Yunzi went crazy and chased them for more than a year.

If Sun Lun Zun's Sun Gold Wheel hadn't protected Yue Lun Zun several times at critical moments, Yue Lun Zun would most likely have died.

Yuelun Zun smiled bitterly and nodded: "Jueyunzi, this old guy, is obsessed with the name of the Three Jue Saints, and wants to rely on Han Yang, the Three Jue Stars, to regain his face..."

Rilunzun's mouth twitched.

The two of them can be considered a disaster.

Who would have thought that the number one saint in the Middle-earth Divine Continent would be so obsessed with the "Three Wonders"?

Alas, I regret it.

boom!

Just when Yuelun Zun's words had just fallen, the void on all sides shook, and a majestic figure appeared in the void not far from the two of them...