Nine Revolutions of the Stars Technique

"What... is he doing? Condensing the Heavenly Soul?"

The faces of the Nine Killers and the others showed a look of astonishment.

These Martial Kings, when they were condensing the Heavenly Soul, none of them had to find a secret place, walking on thin ice.

I am afraid that if I am not careful, I will be influenced by the outside world and cause the condensation of the heavenly soul to fail.

But this Demon King Han Yang actually started condensing his soul during the fight? !

"He must be unable to hold himself back!"

King Can Jianwu gave the only possible answer.

I couldn't hold it anymore and had to advance!

The Black Dragon King's eyes lit up and he shouted: "The condensed heavenly soul will inevitably be affected, resulting in a significant drop in strength. This is our opportunity!"

Many martial kings looked at each other and rushed forward with a tacit understanding of speeding up.

"kill!"

More than twenty attacks, shining with the light of the fragments of the divine list, all landed.

Almost at the moment when the attack came, Han Yang showed his blade.

Kill Zen!

Namo...Namo...Namo!

The sound of the evil Buddha's Zen resounds throughout the world.

The psychedelic Buddhist sound resounded throughout the valley.

The more than twenty sixth-level Martial Kings who rushed forward were the first to bear the brunt, their heads buzzed, and they fell into an illusion.

The sword light seemed to be able to cut off cause and effect, and it struck the light of the fragments of the divine list.

Bang bang bang!

A series of explosions exploded.

At least seven sixth-level Martial Kings were destroyed by the fragmentary halo of the God List and were brutally killed.

"blocked!"

The other King Wu recovered from the illusion of Buddha's sound, and felt overjoyed. They subconsciously looked forward, hoping to see Han Yang being attacked and killed by them.

However……

Boom boom boom!

All their previous attacks fell into the open space.

It smashed huge craters into the ground.

Even the space was trembling violently in the torrent of energy.

But Han Yang, who was supposed to die under the blade, was nowhere to be seen.

"careful!"

"He's behind!"

Suddenly there was an exclamation from behind.

Zheng!

The sound caused by the trembling of the sword sent chills all over their bodies.

"Ahh..."

Puff puff!

The wailing started again.

The Martial Kings behind who were not protected by the fragments of the Divine List were brutally slaughtered.

Step on the magical clouds in the sky.

This god-level light body technique, which had not been used for a long time, once again showed its power.

The fragments of the God List can enhance defense and attack, but they cannot change their speed.

Facing Han Yang, they felt like they were fighting a ninth-level Martial King.

Their speed couldn't keep up with Han Yang!

Only one mistake.

Those Martial Kings who did not have the protection of the God List fragments were killed by dozens of people!

"Formation!"

The Black Dragon King roared angrily.

The remaining Martial Kings quickly joined forces, and seventeen sixth-level Martial Kings with fragments of the God List were guarding the outside.

In one encounter, the offense and defense have been reversed.

King Wu, who did not have the protection of the fragments of the divine list, could only be massacred when he encountered Han Yang.

He couldn't even dodge.

Now, they absolutely hate the person who provided the false information.

If they had not misunderstood the news, they would not have misjudged Han Yang's combat power and ended up like this.

…

"If we are going to lose, what should we do? Fight or withdraw?"

In the air, the three palace masters, the dock master and others secretly communicated and discussed countermeasures.

None of them expected that this battle would end so quickly.

Facing Han Yang,

"Even if everyone joins forces, they may not be able to kill Han Yang!"

"You have also seen that King Wu without the fragments of the divine list is like fish on the chopping board in front of him."

"Only fifty-eight of us are qualified to participate in the war!"

"..."

The leaders of the three dynasties and the five holy sects all held a pessimistic attitude.

Just when everyone was thinking of quitting, Wan Jiansheng from Zhujian Villa suddenly frowned and said, "Is it an illusion? Why has Han Yang's speed slowed down?"

Everyone looked over subconsciously and found that Han Yang's movements were indeed slowing down.

Twice, he almost escaped the joint attacks of the Martial Kings.

"Heavenly Soul! His Heavenly Soul has begun to condense!"

someone exclaimed.

Only then did everyone realize that a shadow was slowly solidifying behind Han Yang.

Heavenly soul!

His heavenly soul is taking shape!

"During the process of condensing the heavenly soul, the sea of ​​consciousness will become chaotic! Han Yang is carrying a heavy burden at this time. This may be our opportunity..."

"Everyone, do you want to play a game?"

Some people suggested taking action, but most people remained silent.

The brutal massacre in the valley frightened many people.

More than five hundred middle-level martial kings have been slaughtered.

If they make a mistake in judgment again and end rashly, they will end up like this.

"King Lu Yao, do you have the soul-soothing pill from Wanyao Pavilion?"

At this time, Wan Jiansheng suddenly asked.

The leaders couldn't help but their eyes lit up.

The soul-suppressing pill of Wanyao Pavilion, whose full name is Thunderbolt Soul-Suppressing Pill, is a special pill that can shake the soul when exploded.

In the past, during battles, this elixir was mostly used to assist attacks.

Because other Martial Kings have fragments of the God List, the influence of the Soul-Calming Pill cannot determine the outcome.

But Han Yang was at the critical moment of condensing his heavenly soul. If he used the soul-suppressing pill to influence his soul, he might be able to get twice the result with half the effort.

"Of course!"

King Lu Yao understood this and nodded slightly to the fifth-level Martial King next to him.

The fifth-level Martial King had no expression on his face, and with the courage to die, he jumped off the flying boat.

boom!

When the Forbidden Air Formation was in effect, he smashed down the valley like a rock.

At this time, King Wu in the valley had almost been slaughtered.

Only thirteen sixth-level martial kings with fragments of the divine list are left, still holding on.

"cover me!"

The fifth-level Martial King of Wanyao Pavilion gave a sharp shout.

"kill!"

The Nine Killers King, Black Dragon King, Canjian Wu King and others all took action and attacked Han Yang with their strongest attacks.

King Wu of Wanyao Pavilion took this opportunity and waved it away!

Dozens of soul-soothing pills shot towards Han Yang bit by bit.

Han Yang slashed out with his sword and wiped out all the attacks of the thirteen people!

But at this moment, the soul-suppressing pill exploded.

boom!

Ripples rippled in all directions.

Han Yang's expression changed slightly, and the heavenly soul that had begun to gather behind him suddenly became distorted.

"effective!"

"good chance!"

"kill!"

The Nine Killer King and others who had already killed Red Eyes would certainly not give up such a good opportunity and used their strongest attack without hesitation.

boom.

Boom boom!

Han Yang was unable to dodge and was hit by the attacks of thirteen sixth-level Martial Kings. The blood instantly dyed the white robe red.

This scene made the Nine Killers and others overjoyed.

"Haha, he can't survive!"

"Come again!"

Thirteen sixth-level Martial Kings joined forces to kill Han Yang crazily again.

For a time, Han Yang, who was suppressed, was retreating steadily.

On the flying boat in the sky.

Wan Jiansheng and others looked ecstatic.

It really works!

Han Yang was affected by the soul-suppressing pill and was injured one after another.

"Everyone! Do you dare to take a gamble?"

A greedy grin appeared on Wan Jiansheng's face.

"Do it!"

All the martial kings from Wanyao Pavilion fell down from the flying boats in the sky.

Wanyao Pavilion, which was originally an auxiliary, turned out to be the key to determining the outcome of the battle this time.

"Let's go too!"

The masters of the three halls and others also flew out from the flying boat.

The owner of Taohuawu only hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and shouted: "Up!"

She can't wait!

If people like Wanyao Pavilion and Zhujian Villa were allowed to kill Han Yang and take away Najie, they wouldn't even be able to drink the soup.

Boom boom boom!

The light from the fragments of the divine list rose into the sky.

Fifty-eight sixth-level Martial Kings join the battle group!