Chapter 2715 The Holy Land is unkind. Don’t blame me for being unjust.

Daojun Jiumei is much stronger than that Wuming Half-step.

Even stronger than the half-step strongest Night Ghost of the Nether Ghost Immortal Sect in the Immortal World.

It was obvious that he had gained a lot of benefits in the process of devouring and refining the fragments of Heavenly Dao.

If they were to face other leader levels, they would definitely be crushed.

Ji Xiangtian couldn't trap her with the fragments of Heavenly Dao, which is proof.

It's a pity that she met Han Yang!

Even the most powerful person from the ancient tribe like Gui Yuanxin was killed by Han Yang with three swords, let alone her who was only half a powerful person.

Plum blossoms are falling from the sky!

Countless plum blossom blades shot at Han Yang.

Han Yang, on the other hand, turned a blind eye and stretched out his hand to grab Daojun Jiumei's neck.

Dang, Dang, Dang!

The plum blossom blade collided with the arm, making a sound of gold and iron.

Han Yang's palm grabbed Daojun Jiumei's neck with a bang.

It was only then that the madness in Daojun Jiumei's eyes became clearer, but it was soon suppressed by fear.

"ah!"

Daojun Jiumei roared and tried to struggle to escape, but he could not escape Han Yang's grasp.

"We haven't even mastered the forbidden art of Nirvana. It seems that Wutong Holy Land is only limited to the God Realm and has no involvement with the Immortal World..."

Han Yang raised his hand to suppress it slightly disappointedly.

A series of mysterious immortal lines swam from Han Yang's palm to the body of Jiumei Daojun, sealing him heavily.

A half-step to the top, sealed like a chicken.

The others were okay. They had expected Han Yang's strength and watched everything calmly.

Mei Hua couldn't calm down.

She was introduced by Jiumei Daojun to join Wutong Holy Land.

In her heart, Jiumei Daojun is synonymous with mystery and invincibility.

But at this time, the Taoist Jiumei who she thought was invincible was actually suppressed by Han Yang.

The last bit of luck in her heart about the Wutong Holy Land was wiped out.

"Sure enough, as long as Han Zun is here, the master of the God Realm can only be Han Zun!"

Meihua murmured to herself.

Above the void.

The fish-like immortal pattern did not stop after sealing Daojun Jiumei, but swam toward the sea of ​​consciousness of Daojun Jiumei.

"No...kill me! You kill me!"

The almost crazy greed in Daojun Jiumei's eyes finally disappeared, leaving only fear.

She would rather be killed like a door.

That way, you can still hope for the next life, where you can fall into the underworld and start reincarnation again.

But if you are soul-searched, 90% of the time you will end up in a state of disarray.

…

"It's kind of interesting. It's actually very similar to the God List..."

In the sea of ​​consciousness of Daojun Jiumei, Han Yang finally discovered an abnormality.

There is a golden light surrounding Daojun Jiumei's soul. This golden light is very familiar to Han Yang.

Even Han Yang himself had a similar golden light remaining between his eyebrows.

God list halo!

Only the God List can emit such a halo.

But there is no divine list in the sea of ​​consciousness of Daojun Jiumei. This halo just lingers around the soul of Daojun Jiumei.

With a thought in Han Yang's mind, the immortal pattern hit the divine light like a swimming fish.

The golden divine light suddenly trembled, instantly shattering the immortal pattern.

"ah!"

Daojun Jiumei let out a painful cry that was not like a human voice. He covered his head and kept tumbling in the air. Cracks appeared on his divine body, and there were signs of collapse.

"I...what's wrong with me..."

Daojun Jiumei was at the peak of the cult leader level before, and now he has reached the halfway point of being the strongest, and he has realized that something is wrong with him.

Han Yang said lightly: "Someone left a mark in your soul, which can confuse your emotions. You were blinded by greed before, and did not choose to escape, but stayed to fight to the death. It was because of the influence of this mark."

"This...how is this possible? I am half the strongest...who can touch my soul!"

Daojun Jiumei was a little unbelievable.

Han Yang asked pointedly: "If I guess correctly, your promotion to the strongest level did not rely on your own strength, but with the help of other artifacts, or the help of other people, right?"

People like the Master of Hunyuan Island, the Ancient God of Ten Thousand Daos, and the Master of Shenmeng Dao, who were obviously well prepared and had made sufficient plans for the collapse of Heavenly Dao, have not yet reached the halfway point of being powerful.

Why did the Holy Land of Wutong give birth to two half-powerful people, and then use them as cannon fodder with such luxury!

There must be problems with the promotion of Jiumei Taojun and several others!

"I……"

Daojun Jiumei originally wanted to deny it subconsciously.

She was promoted in Wutong Holy Land, how could she be manipulated secretly.

But thinking about her promotion process in the Holy Land, she fell silent.

Han Yang was right.

The reason why she was able to advance to the halfway level was indeed not due to her own talent, but rather a certain artifact given by the Holy Land.

"Impossible! How could the Holy Land harm me? I am the Supreme Lord of the Holy Land and one of the Thirteen Dao Lords..."

Daojun Jiumei couldn't accept such a result.

"Auspicious heaven!"

Seeing that Daojun Jiumei was still unwilling to accept the facts, Han Yang gave an order casually.

Ji Xiangtian walked over with bared teeth and glared at Taoist Jiumei with evil intentions.

Daojun Jiumei was so lost that he didn't notice Ji Xiangtian's malice at all.

"Release your divine list."

Han Yang's own divine list was shattered in the previous battle and has not yet been restored, so he asked Ji Xiangtian to show it.

Although Ji Xiangtian didn't understand Han Yang's intention, he still showed his divine list obediently.

Buzz!

The halo of the divine list shines.

There was a touch of golden luster on Daojun Jiumei's pale face.

"This this……"

The collision of Han Yang's immortal pattern caused a burst of golden light in her sea of ​​consciousness, which also made her aware of the existence of golden light.

At this moment, she could clearly sense that the divine light in her sea of ​​consciousness was somewhat similar to the golden list's halo.

She had also heard of the God List.

However, the owner of Hunyuan Island had been patient for many years, and only started to make trouble during this catastrophe.

With her noble status as one of the Thirteen Dao Lords of Wutong Holy Land, she would not care about such a "little person" at all.

Even the so-called God List has only been heard about.

I just got to see the divine list today, and the halo was actually somewhat similar to the divine light that controlled her.

"Impossible! Although the master of Hunyuan Island is strong, it is impossible for him to control my Wutong Holy Land!"

As the Thirteenth Dao Lord of Wutong Holy Land, she certainly knows how powerful Wutong Holy Land is.

No matter how mysterious the God List of Hunyuan Island Master is, it is impossible for him to control Wutong Holy Land!

"I'm also curious about the reason why the divine light in your head is similar to the golden halo. Why don't we make a deal."

Han Yang said calmly: "You help me discover the secret of the golden light in my brain, and I will keep you alive."

"..."

After being silent for a long time, Daojun Jiumei said bitterly: "I seem to have no other choice."

If she had known about the golden light, she would have risked her life and would not have let Han Yang search for souls, let alone explore the secrets of the Wutong Holy Land.

But now...

Wutong Holy Land manipulated her soul and treated her as cannon fodder. It was unkind, so don't blame her for being unjust.

Seeing that Daojun Jiumei agreed, Han Yang reached out his hand unceremoniously and pressed it between her eyebrows.

Someone was approaching the fatal position. Daojun Jiumei subconsciously wanted to dodge, but finally held back and let Han Yang's fingers fall.

Buzz!

The immortal pattern like a swimming fish went towards the sea of ​​consciousness again.

This time, there were no longer one or two, but thousands of them. Countless immortal fishes rushed towards the divine light one after another.