Nine Revolutions of the Stars Technique

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Song Changsheng almost broke his neck.

What the hell?

Zuo Li is about to break through and enter the Half-Step Martial Emperor Realm?

Don't play like this.

When Zuo Li entered the ninth level of King Wu, Song Changsheng was extremely jealous and said that his life was in vain.

Only a few days have passed, are you going to become a half-step Martial Emperor?

No matter how talented you are, there is no promotion method like this.

Zuo Li said in a daze: "After I followed Brother Han Yang's instructions and swallowed the essence of that Senluo ghost general, I felt that there was obviously the last spirit in him, calling me, but between me and the last spirit There seems to be another layer of separation between them, and they are always unable to unite successfully."

Hearing this, Song Changsheng became even more jealous.

Although he had not been with Han Yang for a long time, he also knew that the Shenbang organization had tampered with the laws of the Tianwu Continent, making it impossible for the last soul to condense and cutting off the path to the Martial Emperor.

But these mysterious feelings mentioned by Zuo Li clearly touched the edge of Half-Step Martial Emperor.

This talent...

Han Yang nodded: "You are the son of hell secretly cultivated by the hell world. You have gathered all the essence of the endless abyss. You cannot be judged by common sense. After devouring the ghost general, it is reasonable to be promoted to the half-step Martial Emperor... "

even……

If Liu Yan hadn't dispersed the descending soul of Senluo Ghost General and allowed Zuo Li to swallow it completely, she would have even hoped to successfully advance to the Martial Emperor level.

Whether one must gather the power of one realm, or an upper realm like the hell realm, to support one person cannot be judged by simple talent.

Zuo Li's face was still blank.

Advancement is too fast.

She has no feelings at all towards King Wu and Half-step King Wu.

Even the current Martial King's power has only been mastered to less than 1%.

She had a vague feeling that if she could fully control her own power, not to mention being comparable to the real Senluo Ghost General, but to compete with Mo Wushuang before the Ghost General came, there would be absolutely no problem.

"You have two choices now."

Han Yang said: "First, follow me to conquer the Tianwu Continent, ascend to the upper world, and finally ascend to the God Realm. However, in this way, you will sever all grievances with the Hell Realm..."

"I choose the second one!"

Zuo Li said without hesitation.

Her life was short and tragic.

She wants revenge.

Avenge your grandfather, avenge your parents.

Ascending to the upper world, or even ascending to the divine world, meant nothing to her.

Han Yang sighed softly and said: "In this case, I will send you to the hell world. But from now on, you can only be alone in another world, and you don't know how dangerous it is..."

"It doesn't matter."

Zuo Li took a deep look at Han Yang, his eyes a little reluctant, but he still nodded firmly.

Han Yang rubbed Zuo Li's little head lovingly.

He deeply understands this kind of grudges and hatreds.

Back then, after he was killed in his first life, he was reincarnated in his second life with crazy revenge and no regard for anything.

It was this madness that made him extremely powerful and eventually ascended to the position of God of War.

He will not hinder Zuo Li, but will only choose to bless him.

The atmosphere was obviously more solemn.

Although they had only been together for a few days, Song Changsheng actually liked this little guy Zuo Li very much.

In her, he saw courage and hard work that he could never possess.

"stop!"

"who?"

At this moment, three figures suddenly appeared in front of them, sneaking and not knowing what they wanted to do.

They are actually the only three remaining among the thirteen monarchs of the Abyss.

Previously, when they felt that the terrifying aura suddenly disappeared, the three monarchs were shocked and could only flee to the purple pit deep in the endless abyss, hoping to ask the leader to come forward.

As a result, no matter how they called, there was no movement in the purple pit.

It was as if the strongest leader among the thirteen monarchs had disappeared.

At this time, they were bumped into by Han Yang and the others. The three of them looked fierce and panicked in their hearts.

The endless abyss today is too weird.

The Thirteen Monarchs, who were usually aloof and aloof, were killed like chickens and dogs.

They have long lost their previous arrogance.

If it were in the past, the Endless Abyss would be their home field and they could run amok. Why would they need to be as sneaky as they are now?

Seeing Zuo Li's eagerness to try, Han Yang nodded funnyly: "Go! I just want to heal my wounds!"

Zuo Li blushed and hesitated: "Thank you, brother Han Yang."

Even if he was injured, Han Yang's killing of these three so-called monarchs was nothing more than a casual blow.

He clearly deliberately left the opportunity to himself.

"kill……"

With a roar, Zuo Li immediately increased his speed and pounced on the three monarchs.

"A child of hell?!"

As soon as Zuo Li made a move, the latter immediately felt the aura belonging to the Son of Hell.

The three monarchs were instantly confused.

A tragic death in Gaza.

Mo Wushuang died tragically.

The leader is missing.

That's all, why did even the sons of hell rebel and surrender, helping outsiders point the blade at them?

"escape……"

The three of them didn't have any fighting spirit and fled directly.

With their strength, they simply do not dare to fight against the Sons of Hell.

"If you want to run away...there's no way."

Zuo Li caught up directly.

In today's endless abyss, it is impossible for anyone to be Zuo Li's opponent.

Han Yang didn't bother to pay attention, sat cross-legged and began to concentrate on recovering from his injuries.

With the help of heaven-level elixir, his injuries can be recovered within a few hours.

But... it is not that easy to restore the thirty-two phases of the human soul.

Without elixirs and elixirs for the soul, it is almost impossible to repair it independently, and it can only be improved slowly through the accumulation of time.

"One soul is heavenly, the second soul is spiritual wisdom, and the third soul is Qi! The third soul, called Que Yin, corresponds to the throat chakra and governs all innate and acquired Qi..."

In the previous fight with Liu Yan, Han Yang vaguely sensed the existence of the third soul Que Yin.

But if you want to gather the third soul, you still need some heat.

"Wait a minute... The Nine-turn Star Art is to transform everything into the energy of the stars. In the final analysis, it is also a kind of Qi. If the Nine-turn Star Art is used as the basis to guide the third soul..."

Blessing to the soul.

Han Yang suddenly thought of the Nine-turn Star Technique that he had never practiced in his previous eight lives.

All warriors gather their seven souls through hard work.

Only when the time comes, the soul and the body are combined, and the nine souls are activated, can the seven souls be condensed.

Nothing is achieved overnight.

Even if Han Yang could quickly condense the first soul and the second soul, he would only be reborn in eight lifetimes. Practice makes perfect.

Even so, he had to rely on the training of the war and inspire his soul with fighting spirit before he could break through in battle.

But this time, he vaguely found a different way of thinking than before.

Subconsciously, Han Yang directly activated the Nine Turns of Stars Technique.

Instead of using the Nine-turn Star Technique to transform the medicinal power, he used the Nine-Turn Star Technique to focus on stimulating the energy of the stars, gathering them at the throat chakra, trying to activate the third spirit bird Yin.

An hour later.

Buzz!

A black light fell from the sky.

The third soul, Que Yin, condenses.

"..."

Song Changsheng on the side looked at Han Yang, who had gathered his third soul and became a sixth-level Martial King, dumbfounded.

Just one left move.

After all, it can be summed up as being loved by the hell world and the endless abyss, and is a combination of thousands of beauties.

But Han Yang went a little too far.

How long did it take to gather the second soul, and actually...succeeded in directly gathering the third soul?

After successfully entering the sixth level of the King Realm, the star energy in Han Yang's body had a touch of silver, and it seemed that he had completed some unknown advancement.

The human soul also began to recover quickly.

Four phases.

Eight phases.

Sixteen phases.

In the end, it stopped at the twenty-four phases.

The third soul is spirit, and the effect of restoring the soul's appearance is ultimately not as good as the second soul that focuses on the soul.

However, being able to restore the twenty-four phases gave Han Yang a little more confidence.

If Liu Yan dared to appear in front of him again and risked his life to run out, he would kill the so-called Human Emperor on the spot...