Nine Turns of Stars.

The magical power of reincarnation.

The blue sea is gilded with flames.

The three forces used Han Yang's body as a battlefield, pulling on each other.

Han Yang was completely walking a tightrope. If he were not careful, he would be wiped out.

This is just an internal crisis. What is even more frightening is that the next illusion attack from the ancient remnant soul may come at any time.

In Han Yang's current state, he had no time to resist.

If the illusion attack arrives before Han Yang is promoted, those three people will...certainly die.

One breath!

Ten breaths!

A hundred breaths!

Under the crazy devouring force of the Nine Revolutions of Star Art, the blue sea gilded flames could no longer hold on and transformed into strands of star energy.

There were red threads spreading in Han Yang's eyes.

The ninth turn of the formless, the seventh turn, is opened.

boom!

With the help of the Wuxiang Jiuzhuan, he began to attack the seventh orifice point of the Yinwei meridian.

For once, no!

time flies.

Twice, still not working.

The blazing flames rising from the gilded blue sea began to slowly disappear.

Not disappear.

Instead, it was transformed into the energy of the stars.

The blue sea gilt flames, which were enough to kill two ninth-level experts, were all converted into star energy, but they were unable to break through the barrier of the seventh orifice.

Han Yang glared sharply and swallowed the second blue sea gilded flame into his belly without saying a word.

He was cruel to others, but he was even more cruel to himself.

The female priest felt her scalp numb.

She couldn't imagine that with her master's talent, she still needed to work so hard.

It's really crazy.

Subconsciously, she hugged the unconscious Ji Xiangtian tightly and murmured softly: "Little guy, this master is all for you. After you wake up, you can't be ungrateful."

The female priest believed that there would never be another strong person in the world who would do this for the maid beside her.

boom.

The second blue sea-gilt flame also exploded in Han Yang's body.

The energy of the stars surged.

The boundless pain caused by the flames swept through him again.

Han Yang, on the other hand, did not even frown and was still concentrating on attacking the seventh acupoint.

boom!

boom!

Boom boom...

Four times!

Five times!

Finally, on the sixth time...

There was a loud bang, and the sky and the earth became bright.

The seventh orifice point of the Yinwei Meridian... opened, and Han Yang was successfully promoted to the seventh level of the Martial Saint Realm.

In just a few blinks of time, the phantom attack arrived as expected.

"cut!"

After being promoted to the first level, Han Yang's recovery speed from injuries in his body was also improved.

Yuanci ghosts and gods slashed with one sword.

The sword light even carries the majestic flame power of "Blue Sea Gilded Flame".

boom!

The shock wave caused by the confrontation between the two ancient strongest men was easily split into two by the sword light.

Seeing this scene, Han Yang couldn't help laughing.

He won.

Devouring and refining two "Blue Sea Gilded Flames", he was promoted to the seventh level of Martial Saint, causing his strength to skyrocket to another level.

"Master, be careful!"

Amidst the laughter, the reminder from the female priest came from the side.

It turned out that after being chopped into pieces by Han Yang, the illusion did not disappear as before, but still existed.

At this time, the female priest and Xiao Jiuer finally saw clearly the result of the fight between the two ancient strongest men in the desperate situation of Zhantian.

puff!

The flames rose and the sword light fell.

The strong man with the sword was killed by the swordsman with one strike.

But the swordsman's head was also pierced by the light of the sword, and it seemed that he was not going to die soon.

The two of them actually died here... together.

At this time, the swordsman's figure did not disappear, but looked at Han Yang blankly.

It was as if this glance penetrated ancient and modern times and traveled through hundreds of millions of years of time and space.

"You can receive my inheritance."

The shadow of the swordsman pointed out a finger and pointed it at the center of Han Yang's eyebrows, as if he wanted to pass on his lifelong martial arts to Han Yang.

The female priestess cheered in surprise.

It turns out that devouring the gilded flames of the blue sea and then cutting through the illusion can actually have such benefits.

This is the inheritance of the most powerful people from ancient times.

The power is so great that it will definitely surpass the current Dzogchen warriors of the Three Realms.

But just as the female priest cheered, Han Yang raised his eyebrows and said disdainfully: "A mere ray of remnant soul wants to charm me and bring me back to life? How ridiculous."

Not to mention that there was no real inheritance, even if there was, Han Yang would not care.

If he could just use the Nine Turns of Stars technique to deduce a technique, he would be ten times a hundred times better than these two people.

The seven evil soldiers roared horribly.

Yuanci ghosts and gods are killed.

Cut it out with one knife.

After being promoted to the seventh level of Martial Saint, Han Yang's attack power became more than several times stronger.

boom!

The swordsman's remnant roared angrily, and in his unwillingness and madness, was chopped into pieces with a single sword.

Until the afterimage disappeared, his vicious howl was still echoing in the ears of the female priest and Xiao Jiuer.

Xiao Jiuer was okay, she had no expectations.

In her eyes, Han Yang is omnipotent, so why does he need the inheritance of other people's skills?

The female priest's back felt cold and unbelievable.

The ruins of this ancient battlefield are really dangerous.

I thought it was a chance, but I didn't expect it to be a rebirth!

The most powerful person from ancient times was actually so powerful. After millions of years, he still had his remnant soul trying to seize his body?

Today, if it hadn't been for Han Yang, if she had been in this situation, she would have fallen into a trap out of nowhere.

After killing the ancient remnant soul with one strike, Han Yang acted as if nothing had happened and collected the last gilded blue sea flame into the ring.

With this blue sea gilt flame, plus the Purple Cloud Dragon Royal Ginseng promised by Lie Wasabi, the only material needed for Ji Xiangtian is the last one.

If he finds the last kind of heavenly material and earthly treasure, and then finds a skilled alchemist to refine it into an elixir, Ji Xiangtian's physique will be greatly improved.

This time the harvest was quite fruitful, and a smile unconsciously appeared on Han Yang's face.

"Let's go, it's time to meet the real big shot!"

He took Xiao Jiu'er and the female priest and walked out of the desperate situation.

…

Outside the secret realm of quicksand.

A figure wrapped in a cloak slowly emerged.

"Cough cough cough..."

The figure under the cloak coughed violently.

The handkerchief covering his mouth was covered with blood.

"As expected of a strong man in the Three Realms of Dzogchen. Even with the skills given by Mr. Han, I still can't completely avoid his attack. My injuries are much more serious than imagined."

The old man under the cloak is the fifth spring and autumn.

In the secret realm of the Burial Sword, he almost died at the hands of Dongfang Wuyou, a strong man in the Three Great Perfection Realms of the Dongfang Sect.

Although he escaped by chance, he was still seriously injured.

Fortunately, the magic cloud step taught by Han Yang was extremely magical. Even though he was seriously injured, he was still able to throw Dongfang Wuyou away.

However, Fifth Spring and Autumn did not dare to be careless at all.

He knew very well in his heart that his life talisman was still in the hands of the God List Organization, and Dongfang Wuyou would soon track him down and hunt him down.

"I hope Mr. Han won't make a mistake."

In the fifth spring and autumn, I stepped towards the secret realm of quicksand.

In fact, he didn't understand why Han Yang asked him to come to the Quicksand Secret Realm?

Because of the destiny talisman, he is no different from a guiding light.

As long as he appears somewhere, Dongfang Wuyou will be able to sense it quickly. With the speed of a strong man in the Three Realms of Great Perfection, it won't take long.

It's only a day or two at most.

If he didn't have extreme trust in Han Yang, he would never come here.

Now, we can only bet that Han Yang has another trump card.

…

Cutting through the sky and beyond the borders.

"The situation... seems a little wrong."

Deputy Captain Jiu Yan looked into the depths of the desperate situation with a slightly strange look.

The group leader turned back in confusion.

Jiuyan said solemnly: "The idiots sent in to search reported back that the illusion of ancient remnant souls in the extremity realm seems to have...disappeared."

Several days have passed since Han Yang entered a desperate situation.

Han Yang still didn't show up.

The leader and deputy leader of the Fierce Fire Bandits began to wonder if they had fallen into it.

After all, desperate situations can pose a huge threat to both ninth-level experts.

So starting seven days ago, deputy captain Jiu Yan forced the martial saints of the pioneer regiment who had come to join them to enter a desperate situation to explore Han Yang's traces.

Most of these people died in the illusion of ancient remnant souls.

But there are still a few who are lucky enough to survive a few attacks because of their own skills or secret treasure protection.

But no one could find Han Yang.

Just now, the Martial Saints of the Pioneer Regiment, who were forced into a desperate situation, were unscathed. After waiting for a long time, they did not wait for the cruel illusion attack to come.

"Disappeared?"

"Why did you disappear for no reason?"

The leader was also a little puzzled. After pondering for a moment, he stepped into the desperate situation...