Nine Revolutions of the Stars Technique

Lianhua?

The sarcasm on the face of Priest Fanhua became more intense, and she sneered disdainfully: My name is Fanhua! Priest of the Divine List, Fanhua!

Song Changsheng looked blankly at the woman he loved so much, as if he had been struck by lightning.

It's impossible...hundreds of years! You've been with me for hundreds of years! We know each other, how could you be from the God List? You must be lying to me! There must be some last resort...

He was a playboy all his life, and under the favor of the Supreme Emperor, he suffered almost no crime.

Until now when he became the ninth-level Martial King, he had never even killed anyone with his own hands.

It is an anomaly in the entire Tianwu Continent.

But now, he is going crazy.

The woman he loved so much turned out to be someone on the divine list. There is a huge conspiracy to get close to him.

How can this be!

Priest Fanhua spat with a look of disgust on his face: For the tasks assigned by the superiors, I have been accompanying you, a loser, for hundreds of years, and I've had enough! It's okay! Now I finally don't have to endure it anymore.

One sentence was no less than a blow from a hammer, hitting Song Changsheng's heart.

His infatuation became a complete joke.

He collapsed to the ground with dull eyes, as if his whole body collapsed.

Priest Fanhua picked it up with his finger and took out the flying knife that exuded crystal luster from the jade box on the table.

Magic weapon!

Above the treasures, the supreme divine weapon!

As long as you control this magic weapon, you can kill any ninth-level martial king, and even the emperor.

After planning for thousands of years, this magic weapon was finally obtained.

This feeling made Priest Fanhua's body start to tremble with excitement.

Ha ha ha ha……

Seemingly seeing the unabashed greed in Priest Fanhua's eyes, Song Changsheng suddenly laughed.

Even though he was laughing wildly and blood was pouring out, he didn't stop.

Today, you asked me to appreciate my Song family's emperor-killing flying knife, so I brought it...Originally, I wanted to tell you the biggest secret of the god-killing flying knife, but unfortunately...before I could say it, you Poison me...

Hahaha, after all calculations, what you get in the end is an ordinary piece of iron. I don't know, it's all in vain... Hahaha...

As the laughter dispersed, the light in Song Changsheng's eyes became increasingly dim.

The poison that can kill the ninth-level Martial King is naturally not an ordinary poison.

This is a peerless soul poison that can kill the souls of heaven, earth, and humans, make King Wu's soul fly away, and even use the technique of replacing one's life.

Fan Tie? Impossible!

Priest Fanhua was startled and hurriedly put the power of his soul into the flying knife, trying to activate this magical weapon.

As a result, as Song Changsheng said, the magical weapon that was said to be capable of killing emperors did not fluctuate at all.

It was as if...his spiritual consciousness was poured into a piece of mortal iron.

The charming face of the Flower Priest became distorted.

She roared angrily: Song Changsheng! You actually lied to me with a fake magic weapon!

After hundreds of years of lingering love, she felt that she had this dude firmly in her hands. Unexpectedly, she was actually manipulated at the last moment.

Lie to you?

There was still a trace of infatuation in Song Changsheng's eyes, and he murmured in a weak voice: How could I be willing to lie to you... You don't know that this emperor-killing flying knife requires the blood of my Song family to activate it... Otherwise, you think the ancestor is really Just to pamper me, would you pass on a magic weapon related to the inheritance of the dynasty to me, an ineffective playboy?

Haha... That's because I have the strongest blood, so I can maximize the power of the Emperor-killing flying knife...

The flower priest was stunned.

She didn't expect that her plan for thousands of years would lead to such a result.

Song Changsheng! You, die!

She finally couldn't suppress the resentment in her heart and killed her.

Song Changsheng watched helplessly as the once gentle and delicate fingers turned into deadly eagle claws, grabbing at him, and slowly closed his eyes.

This world is not worth it!

The tender love has gone up in smoke. In this case, it would be better to die...

Buzz!

At this moment, a ripple flashed through.

Everything in the room was frozen in void.

Song Changsheng waited for a long time, but did not wait for death to come, so he couldn't help but open his eyes.

Only to find that the ferocious-faced Priest of Flowers was actually frozen in the air.

Her eyes trembled with extreme fear.

Even on the verge of death, Song Changsheng still widened his eyes in disbelief.

Priest Fanhua is a ninth-level Martial King.

Who could actually pin a ninth-level Martial King in the air, unable to move, without even giving him a chance to activate the fragments of the God List?

Snap!

The box door was pushed open.

A young man dressed in white slowly walked in from outside.

It seems I'm not too late...

The young man had a bright smile on his face, giving people the feeling of spring breeze.

Han... Han... Han Yang!

Song Changsheng's heart almost jumped out of his chest, and he looked at the young man in front of him in horror.

Demon King Han Yang!

The great demon king who single-handedly turned the entire Tianwu Continent and even the Emperor's Secret Realm upside down!

He actually came to the capital of the Dali Dynasty.

Song Changsheng wanted to say something, but the soul poison took effect and the light in his eyes slowly dimmed.

At this moment, I heard Han Yang's indifferent voice: Want to live? Want to take revenge? Do you want to overthrow the evil organization of the God List?

This voice, like a demonic sound filling the brain, made the body of Song Changsheng, who was dying, tremble.

But he couldn't say anything now.

I can save you! But after you are resurrected, your life belongs to me! If you agree, just wink!

Han Yang's voice sounded again.

After resurrection, will life belong to Demon King Han Yang?

Sell ​​your soul to the devil?

Song Changsheng instinctively wanted to refuse.

Being betrayed by the person he loved the most, he was heartbroken.

However, in his gradually dimming eyes, the ferocious face of Priest Fanhua was so clear.

Can't die!

To live!

This woman, and the people behind her, must pay a heavy price!

Using his last bit of strength, Song Changsheng blinked hard.

Then, the whole person fell into endless darkness.

…

Not sure how much time had passed, Song Changsheng slowly opened his eyes.

The feeling of powerlessness caused by the soul poison in the body has completely disappeared, and the power belonging to the ninth-level Martial King has returned to the body.

boom!

He stood up suddenly and looked around cautiously.

Han Yang sat opposite Song Changsheng, drinking tea leisurely.

I... wasn't dreaming! You are really the Demon King Han Yang!

Amidst the horror, Song Changsheng regained some composure and looked at the calm young man in front of him with complicated emotions.

Remember what I said, now, your life belongs to me!

Han Yang put down the teacup and spoke slowly.

Song Changsheng clenched his fists tightly and hissed: I understand! But I...have to kill that bitch first!

Han Yang smiled and said nothing, tapping his chin towards Song Changsheng's side.

Priest Fanhua had already fallen to the sixth level of the King of Martial Arts at this time, apparently having his three souls destroyed.

Now he is collapsed on the ground in despair, looking like he has no hope for life.

Bitch!

Song Changsheng raised his hand, wanting to slap to death the woman who had toyed with him for half his life.

Priest Fanhua had a sad expression on his face, as if he was willing to die.

Song Changsheng's hand suddenly stopped and he suddenly turned his head to look at Han Yang: What do you want to do with my life? Even if I die, I will not be used by you to deal with the Dali Dynasty!

Han Yang smiled, spread his hands and said, I'm not interested in destroying the Great Li Dynasty... I have only one goal. Use the magic weapon in your hand to kill all the lackeys of the God List for me...!