It is not that the Qingtian Realm has never given birth to geniuses, such as the Ruthless Holy Emperor and Xiaoyao Young Master, they were all invincible beings who suppressed an era.
Even if they are as strong as the two of them, they cannot defeat the Martial Saint when they are in the Martial Master Realm.
But if it was Han Yang who was not Han Yang, but a mysterious strong man who took his body and was reborn, then everything would be explained.
Only in this way can it be possible to stage the myth of the Martial Lord rebelling against the Martial Saint.
Thinking of this, Zhuge Ye's eyes turned contemptuous again.
I thought he was a genius who overshadowed an era, but it turned out... that he was an old monster who had taken possession of his body.
After all, he is not as good as Zhuge Ye.
He had just regained his confidence when Zhuge Cheng on the side said with worry: "Otherwise, you'd better not take the risk..."
Zhuge Linglong died tragically.
He really didn't dare to let Zhuge Ye continue to take risks and conflict with Han Yang.
If all the first in the Zhuge family died in Shenxu the next day, then the Lianxin family might be wiped out for thousands of years.
Zhuge Ye laughed contemptuously: "It doesn't matter, but it's just..."
Before he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed.
From the boundless desert sand all around, bursts of rustling sounds could be heard.
"Namo..."
"Namo..."
If you listen carefully, you will hear the unique and strange Buddhist sound of the black jade skeleton singing.
What's even more frightening is that this sound comes one after another, ringing from all directions at the same time.
Zhuge Ye hurriedly opened up his consciousness and frantically explored the surroundings.
The next moment, he felt a numbness in his scalp and hurriedly withdrew his consciousness.
Too many!
All over the mountains and plains are black jade skeletons.
He couldn't even calculate how many skeletons were coming here crazily. What's going on? Why did this place become a gathering point for black jade skeletons?
Could it be because of those two golden skeletons?
Ouch!
Ouch...
A wild beast-like roar echoed across the sky.
Massive black skeletons surged in from all directions like a tide, rushing toward Binglian.
Hundreds!
Thousands!
Nearly ten thousand...
Everyone's gaze was completely overwhelmed by the black jade skeletons and the evil swastika characters in their eye sockets.
Even though he was as powerful as Zhuge Ye, his whole body could not help but tense up, and his expression was full of fear.
With so many ninth-level Martial Ancestor level skeletons, even if they were piled up, they could all be killed.
Zhuge Chenggen was so frightened that his legs became weak and he could hardly stand still.
However, a shocking scene happened soon.
These fast-moving black jade skeletons seemed to be unable to see the two of them, passing by them and flying straight towards Han Yang.
"What happened? These black skeletons didn't attack us?"
"They...are here specifically to kill Han Yang?"
Zhuge Ye was both happy and a little jealous. The fact that Han Yang was surrounded and killed by the black jade skeleton undoubtedly showed that at least at this moment, Han Yang was the absolute protagonist in the Shenxu.
It seemed as if the whole world was targeting Han Yang.
But he, Zhuge Ye, was ignored by these skeletons.
"asshole!"
Zhuge Ye couldn't help frowning and shouting angrily.
Zhuge Cheng, who was on the side, let out a hearty laugh while he was still recovering from the disaster: "Hahahaha! It must be Han Yang who killed the golden skeleton and was punished by heaven! God, there are too many, now, let's see what he does
Die..."
…
"Jixiang, these two are yours too, hurry up!"
Han Yang recalled Ji Xiangtian and seemed to have sensed the approaching sea of skeletons formed around him, so he drank in a low voice.
Ji Xiangtian was moved to tears and almost cried.
Wiping away a handful of tears, Ji Xiangtian let out a muffled hum.
Click!
Click!
She stepped out quickly with both feet, crushing the defenseless golden skeletons one by one with only their heads left.
Suddenly, a golden swastika text rushed towards her quickly.
boom!
The swastika text between the eyebrows of the auspicious sky shines with an unprecedented ray of light.
The appearance of the Great Auspicious Goddess broke out of the body uncontrollably.
Buzz!
Endless auspicious light twines around the body of the Great Auspicious Goddess, turning into colorful clothes like the Buddha in the West.
Third level.
After devouring all the swastika characters on the two powerful golden skeletons, Ji Xiangtian's spirit body finally advanced to the third level.
Not only that, her level also began to rise because of the golden runes.
The ninth law ripples, emerges.
Her realm has reached perfection.
Martial Ancestor Ninth Level.
With Han Yang's great help, Ji Xiangtian reached the ninth level of the Martial Ancestor and the third level of the spiritual body.
At this moment, under the background of the Buddha's light, she looked like a Buddha girl from the Nine Heavens, full of auspiciousness.
"I... am so strong!"
Ji Xiangtian clenched his fist tightly and felt the power surging within his body.
She had a vague feeling that if she fought against that Zhuge Linglong now, she might be able to win.
Ouch!
At the next moment, the ferocious roar of the black jade skeleton came from the sky.
Black jade skeletons all over the mountains and plains, like countless beasts, pounced in this direction.
Han Yang's face couldn't help but darken.
"auspicious!"
He shouted softly and pointed at Binglian.
Jixiang Tianxin understood and roared angrily: "Master, don't worry, even if I die, these monsters will never be able to harm the Empress Sister."
The next moment, she had transformed into a goddess of great auspiciousness, stepping on the lotus field, and flew away in the other direction of the ice lotus.
boom!
boom!
boom……
Wherever it passed, the black jade skeletons were all shattered.
Countless swastika characters are chasing behind the auspicious sky like moths to the flame.
powerful!
Invincible.
This is the only feeling she feels now.
No matter how many black jade skeletons there are around, he still dares to fight.
Han Yang nodded and took a look inside at the stars that were lighting up in the acupoints inside his body.
Twenty-three.
At this time, as many as twenty-three stars have been condensed.
This also means that currently, there are only thirteen acupoints left that can be opened by using the Nine Phaseless Transformations.
At most, it can only open the third turn among the nine formsless turns!
"We must fight quickly..."
boom!
Han Yang turned it on directly.
Zheng!
The sound of swords exploded.
The formless gods and Buddhas are beheaded, and the white tigers are killed.
This is the ultimate killing move that is most suitable for fighting on the battlefield, fighting more with less.
Amidst the roar of the white tiger, the endless sword light slashed towards the black jade skeleton.
Click!
Click!
Countless black jade skeletons turned into withered bones under the light of the sword.
But the other black jade skeletons were not affected at all and continued to pounce madly without fear.
ten!
Hundred!
thousand!
In less than a stick of incense, the broken bones of at least a thousand black jade skeletons were piled up around the ice lotus.
But the skeletons are being killed like an endless stream, and they are still like a black tide, coming one after another.
…
Hundreds of miles away.
A man in green shirt wearing a mask, with his hands behind his back, looked ahead with an indifferent expression.
The endless black jade skeletons made his eyes flicker.
"Wuya! Don't be impulsive..."
Just when the man in green shirt was about to take a step forward, he was stopped by an old man in a mask beside him.
The old man said solemnly: "Han Yang will definitely die this time. No one can survive the siege of such a massive black skeleton. It is meaningless for you to rush in and fight him now!"
This man in green shirt is none other than Mo Luo Domain’s first demon... Mo Wuya.
Dissuaded by the old man, a trace of evil aura rose in his cold eyes.
The old man seemed to be afraid of Mo Wuya and subconsciously retracted his hand, but he still insisted on standing in front of Mo Wuya and said resolutely: "A genius who cannot grow up is ultimately useless! Wuya, don't be impulsive..."
Mo Wuya simply couldn't suppress the boiling fighting spirit in his heart.
He wished he could take his place, replace Han Yang, and fight these black jade skeletons.
Even if he died in battle like this, he would die without regrets.
As a man, you should be like this!
What kind of genius is a coward?
A genius should have an unparalleled fighting spirit, be courageous and fearless.
Just when he was hesitating whether to ignore the obstruction of his old slave and rush out at all costs, a crisp laughter pierced through the roar of the black jade skeleton and resounded throughout the space.
"Han Yang! You can only die in my hands..."
"It took ten years to sharpen a sword, but the frost blade has never been tested. Today I will show you to you, no one will have any injustice."
"Here comes the sword!"
Following the voice of a woman full of heroic demeanor, countless sword energy surged into the endless ocean of skeletons.
The number one scholar in Tiandao Academy, the top female scholar in the academy's literary examination... Mu Shanxiang, is here.