Nine Revolutions of the Stars Technique

"Xiu Yiwei... I haven't heard this name for a long time..."

Nie Yunqi's expression was a little dazed.

"grown ups!"

Ren Pingzhi had to remind him loudly.

Because they can't bear it anymore.

As long as Nie Yunqi remains in trance for a moment, they will all be transformed into demon monks.

"come on!"

Nie Yunqi summoned the remaining nine embroidered guard banners into the Buddha's light.

When Ren Pingzhi and others discovered that the Buddha's light could actually dispel the power of salvation and even resist evil Buddhas and demon monks, they were truly relieved.

"Tell me, that old fox Yan Ruicheng, what do you want to do with me?"

Speaking of this, Nie Yunqi laughed at himself, "For five hundred years, I have been expecting the Xiuyi Guards to send someone to rescue me all the time. Unfortunately, they never did. Now that I can be used, I am finally willing to let you meet me. Already?"

Ren Pingzhi looked a little embarrassed and didn't know how to answer the embroidered guard's words.

"That's it, let's get down to business." Nie Yunqi waved his hand.

Ren Pingzhi handed over a portrait and said, "Master Yan hopes that you can kill a man named Han Yang in the Divine Ruins."

Nie Yunqi glanced at Han Yang's portrait and said in surprise: "What has this Han Yang done? To make that old fox willing to send so many of your geniuses to die, he also wants to kill him."

Ren Pingzhi did not dare to hide anything and told Han Yang's past achievements.

Nie Yunqi was already quite surprised when he heard that Han Yang had killed Zhendong General Fuming with his sword in front of Zhenbian City.

Nie Yunqi was silent for a long time when he heard about the battle between him and the leader of the black list on the Danlong River.

Ren Pingzhi took a peek at Nie Yunqi's face and said cautiously: "According to rumors, the iron-armed demon monkey of the Demon God Sect seems to have died in the hands of Han Yang, and the Ji Xiangtian of the Heavens and Dao was captured alive by him..."

If you want to kill Han Yang, you must tell all the information.

It would be a big joke if Nie Yunqi didn't understand Han Yang's true strength and missed.

"..."

Nie Yunqi sneered: "The old fox really thinks highly of me! The Iron-armed Demon Monkey of the Demon God Sect was at the fifth level of Yuan Dan five hundred years ago. How come he has the sixth level of strength now?"

"The seventh level...the leader of the Auspicious Sky and Black List is also the seventh level of Yuan Dan."

Ren Pingzhi also felt that Han Yang's fighting ability was too incredible.

"...This boy should be the first person after the Overlord!" His reply made Nie Yunqi sigh with emotion.

The eighth level of Qi gathering and the seventh level of Yuan Dan.

Except for Xiang Yu, the Overlord of Chu, no one else could do such a heaven-defying thing.

Even these immortal old guys in the God Ruins can't do it.

"What price is the old fox prepared to pay for letting me kill such a monster?"

After sighing, Nie Yunqi looked at Ren Pingzhi with a half-smile.

Ren Pingzhi lowered his head and reported back: "My lord, I promise that if you can kill Han Yang, he will protect you from death after you get out!"

Every time the Shenxu is closed, there will be a bloody battle at the exit of the Shenxu.

There will even be King Wu taking action.

Unless they have a deep background and are protected by a strong person, those who get the chance to escape from the divine ruins will either die or be imprisoned, where life is worse than death.

Getting a promise from Yan Ruicheng is not a big deal.

Hearing this promise, Nie Yunqi nodded with satisfaction, and then asked with a smile: "Do you have a grudge against that old fox?"

Ren Ping was stunned.

Have a grudge?

How can it be!

If he had a grudge, why would Master Yan entrust him with such an important task...

boom!

Before he could figure out what was going on, Nie Yunqi's hand had already pressed on his head and scratched his forehead.

Ren Pingzhi looked at the other party with an expression of disbelief.

Nie Yunqi smiled and said: "If you want to leave the Buddha Land, you can only kill the new people who entered the Shenxu and deprive you of the mark of life... If you have no enmity with the old fox, why would he send you to die... "

Ren Pingzhi finally understood, but it was already too late. The life in his eyes disappeared and his body slowly fell down unwillingly.

Almost at the moment Ren Pingzhi was wiped out, golden runes flowed into Nie Yunqi's body and flowed into his veins.

There are also white runes in Ren Pingzhi's body, which flow to Nie Yunqi's body.

A cycle is formed.

Feeling the surging vitality brought by the Mark of Life, Nie Yunqi covered his face, raised his head and laughed wildly.

As for the other Xiaoqi around them, they were all trembling and their bodies were cold when they saw the brutal scene in front of them.

…

"You said, let me kill the guy in the portrait?"

Hundreds of miles away.

A fat man as big as a mountain of meat was looking at the person kneeling on the ground in front of him with his small eyes narrowed and a sinister smile.

"Wu Shengtian sent word that if you can kill that man, he can stay outside the Shen Ruins and keep you safe."

The man on the ground bowed his head respectfully, without any of the magnanimity that a person at the ninth level of Qi Gathering should have.

"Oh? Is it Wu Shengtian? If she was the only one, how could she possibly be able to protect me." An undetectable joy flashed in Roshan's eyes.

The man who knelt down said respectfully: "Master Yaksha will also come."

"Oh? King Yaksha will come? Hahaha, then I won't worry."

Roshan laughed, and all the fat in his body began to tremble.

There are eighteen heavens and three kings and fifteen yuan pills.

King Yaksha is one of the three kings and a strong warrior king.

"You know you're going to die, right?"

After the laughter subsided, Roshan looked at the kneeling person in front of him with cold eyes.

The man raised his head, his eyes full of enthusiasm: "It is my honor to die for the Resurrection Heaven!"

"Okay, after we get out, I will take care of your relatives."

The mountain-like Resurrection Tianhan smiled and took action, smashing the head of the man in front of him with one palm.

Gold and white runes began to exchange.

Fushengtian squinted his eyes, enjoying the endless vitality brought by the Mark of Life, and casually unfolded a portrait.

In the portrait, it is Han Yang.

"Boy, in order for me to see the light of day again, I have to let you die!"

…

Boom boom boom!

Han Yang and Lu Fengxian, one behind the other, kept killing the evil Buddhas and demon monks that rushed towards them.

Lu Fengxian still needed to be protected by Buddha's light, but Han Yang had no taboos, and even became red-eyed.

To kill these evil Buddhas and demon monks, the four-image curse seals on the Hundred Battle Sword have been superimposed to a very terrifying level.

The dark blade of the Demon Sword has been stained with a layer of blood.

"The mausoleum is right ahead!"

Even in the black light, Lu Fengxian could still feel the call of the mausoleum to him.

Stand on the hill and look down.

Zhou Tong and others somewhat understood what Lu Fengxian meant when he said before that there were evil Buddhas and demon monks in the mausoleum, preventing him from entering.

Outside the mausoleum, there were nearly a hundred evil Buddhas, demons, and monks lingering around Pan Heng, refusing to leave.

"You guys wait a moment, I'll go down and kill them."

Han Yang's eyes shone when he saw the evil Buddha and the demon monk.

Looking at Han Yang's back as he bravely moved forward with a sword, Lu Fengxian asked with slight surprise: "Has this kid always been so fierce?"

Zhou Tong, Rong Mingzhu, and Nalan Yunhao couldn't help but think of Han Yang's single-handedly destroying a million-level beast herd.

Then, they all nodded.

Ji Xiangtian recalled the scene in which Han Yang came to the world like a demon god, slaying the iron-armed monster monkey with his sword, punching Lian Shenpu, and subduing his own violent scene, and he nodded reluctantly.

"It's true that talented people have emerged from generation to generation, and each has led the way for hundreds of years..." Lu Fengxian was filled with emotion.

Just over a stick of incense had passed before Han Yang stood in front of an empty mausoleum and waved to them.

The contented smile on his face made the five people on the mountain feel an inexplicable chill in their hearts...