Nine Revolutions of the Stars Technique

In time, when the four realms of Liesakui are perfected and blessed by Shen Yun, he will definitely be the most powerful person in the world.

What’s even more frightening is that this time is still within a hundred years, or even within ten years!

There are even voices within the Lieshan clan saying that there is no need for Lieshan Kui to get entangled with Han Yang.

Time will make Wasabi invincible!

But wasabi is still here!

She couldn't wait for a moment, she even wanted to truly defeat Han Yang instead of through a deal.

After refining the ninth-level divine list and the ninth-level divine inscriptions, her confidence increased greatly.

Lieshan Qiyue on the side seemed to see Lieshankui's belief, and said with a smile: The blockade has nothing to do with us, but before the incarnation of the Shenzong leader comes, we should first resolve the grievances with Han Yang !”

The leader of the Shenzong personally came to the core temple of the Shenlist organization and had reached an agreement with the first archbishop.

Han Yang was completely abandoned by the God List Organization.

The Shenbang organization even allowed Shenzong to blockade the Northern Wilderness Territory and would not destroy it.

No one knows how much the Shenzong leader paid in order to reach this deal.

All they knew was that Lie Shankui got the ninth-level divine text she had dreamed of the day after the negotiation with the Shenzong leader!

Liesakui nodded, stepped on the void, and headed towards the Blue Sky Realm.

Lie Shanxu frowned and glanced at Lie Shankui's back.

Wasabi is overconfident, which is not a good thing.

Han Yang is good at creating miracles.

If Lie Shankui is overconfident and does something to anger Han Yang, things will develop in an unpredictable direction.

He decided to persuade Wasabi Lie before the war started.

The safest way is to complete the transaction and leave the Qingtian Realm, a place of right and wrong.

Once entangled with Han Yang, when the leader of the Shenzong comes and discovers Liesakui's strangeness, he might bully Liesakui and kill Liesakui.

The three of them headed towards Qingtian Realm with their own thoughts.

…

The fourth floor of Shenxu.

As the formation opened, the roaring sound shook all directions.

Terrifying ripples swept away from the Eastern Temple in all directions.

The yellow-robed priests and the martial saints from the Eastern Temple were the first to be swept away by the ripples.

Buzz!

When ripples swept through their bodies, horrific visions appeared.

The yellow-robed priest's eyes instantly glazed over, and a blurry scene appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness.

A majestic Arhat looks up into space.

Above the void, a terrifying giant knife stretched across the void, cutting the sky and the earth, slashing downwards.

The Arhat looked up to the sky and roared, his expression angry and no longer solemn and sacred.

Protect the Buddha Land with unswerving determination! Our Buddha is merciful and the evil spirits will never succeed!

Arhat protects the Buddha's land with death.

But under that giant sword, this Arhat with unlimited magical powers was as weak as an ant.

boom!

Before the blade fell, the terrifying pressure crushed the Arhat's body.

ah……

The yellow-robed priest held his head in pain.

He murmured in disbelief: How could this happen? How could this happen...

Although he didn't know the reason, he subconsciously felt that the Arhat who was killed was him!

For a moment.

Arhat!

Buddha land!

Spirit world!

All kinds of memories come to mind.

Namo Amitabha!

Today I know who I am!

The yellow-robed priest burst into tears instantly.

It turns out that he was the Arhat who died protecting the Buddha's land.

After sinking for countless years, his soul was shattered and his memory disappeared.

I can't even remember my past.

It wasn’t until this moment that I realized it was me!

However, when the ripples swept across, the illusion in the sea of ​​consciousness of the yellow-robed priest completely disappeared.

Along with the newly awakened memories, they also disappeared.

He held his head in confusion, at a loss.

I'm crying? What am I crying for?

The yellow-robed priest looked up blankly and found that all the martial saints were in the same situation as him.

Everyone burst into tears and looked confused.

Representing real ripples, continue to sweep forward!

First the warriors of the Eastern Temple, and then all the citizens of the Yuan and Song Dynasties.

Countless people awakened their past life memories, burst into tears, and eventually lost their memories again, feeling at a loss.

The capital of the Yuan and Song dynasties.

Ahh...

The emperors of the Yuan and Song dynasties held their heads and wailed in pain.

In the memory of his previous life, he was a prince of a divine dynasty in the Buddhist land, but he had no faith, no ideals, and no goals.

Until one day, he was enlightened by the Bodhisattva, gave up the throne, escaped into Buddhism, and finally became an Arhat.

On that day, the evil sword came and the Buddha Land fell.

Buddha's Nirvana.

The Bodhisattva falls.

And he also died an unexpected death.

Namo Amitabha!

When the ripples passed and the emperors of the Yuan and Song Dynasties were at a loss again, he found that he actually clasped his hands together and performed Buddhist rituals.

Such a scene was staged throughout the Yuan and Song dynasties.

The border of Yuan and Song dynasties.

The eight guardians of the Western Temple, the three Jialan of the Northern Temple, and the five True Lords of the Southern Temple were all swept away by the ripples.

The ripples passed.

The eight guardians burst into tears.

The three great masters were at a loss.

The five true kings howled in pain.

They no longer care about the orders to go to the Yuan and Song Dynasties to kill the demon monks.

They stood in the void with dull eyes, melancholy.

They know that they seem to have lost something important, but they have forgotten what they have lost.

As the ripples sweep across…

The West, a wild country, fell.

The north, the kingdom of giant spirits, fell.

The south, the land of flames, fell.

The entire fourth floor of Shenxu was swept away by the ripples of Han Yang's formation.

Everyone awakens the memory of their past life, and then loses it again under the influence of the rules.

Everyone had tears streaming down their face and hesitation in their hearts.

…

Bah!

When the ripples swept across the entire fourth floor of the Divine Ruins, a shrill and angry roar sounded in the void.

The entire fourth floor of Shenxu shivered under this voice.

All living creatures knelt on the ground.

God Haotian!

Inexplicably, they knew that this was God Haotian roaring.

Originally, when they heard Haotian God's voice, their eyes should be filled with enthusiasm and admiration.

But at this time, for some reason, they still felt confused in their hearts.

It was as if something was preventing them from continuing to believe in God Haotian.

Everyone was trembling in fear.

That is the supreme Haotian God.

The only god in this world.

They were actually questioning God Haotian.

As if sensing these creatures' hesitation in their faith, God Haotian's roar became even more angry!

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Eastern Temple.

At this moment, the Imperial Master clasped his hands together and burst into tears.

Under Han Yang's special care, he awakened his memory and never lost it again.

He remembered that in his previous life, he was an Arhat in the Buddha Land of the God Realm.

When the catastrophe struck, he died protecting the Buddha's land.

After countless years of confusion, I finally woke up from the dream today.

Looking at the sad face of the Imperial Master, Han Yang stretched out his fingers, wanting to cover up his memory again.

But the Imperial Master stretched out his hand to stop Han Yang.

Namo Amitabha! Please help me fulfill my desire to worship the Buddha...

The Imperial Master's eyes were calm, and his grief had disappeared.

If you hear the truth in the morning, you will die in the evening.

He was already prepared to die.

With his current soul, he simply cannot bear the memory of an Arhat from the God Realm.

There were flames burning on his body, and his figure became illusory.

But he still stopped Han Yang.

He would rather die to the Buddha than live in ignorance.

At this moment, in the formation, a phantom of a hundred feet tall suddenly appeared.

The figure has three heads and six arms, like a god or demon, roaring towards the sky in anger.

God Haotian is coming!