Chapter 480 I am Han Yang

The emperor is not stupid.

When a person at the ninth level of Yuan Dan and a person at the Martial King level became a black spot on the black list, he already understood everything.

The black list has clearly swallowed up the luck of these two people!

If the black list eventually evolves into a fragment of the god list, then these fortunes will leave the Tianwu Continent.

If things go on like this, the Tianwu Continent will inevitably fall into decline.

Slowly, he was reminded of the changes in Tianwu Continent over the past hundred thousand years.

One hundred thousand years ago, there were countless masters in the Tianwu Continent, and there were also many powerful emperors.

But in the past ten thousand years, no new Martial Emperor has been born.

And it seems that the so-called God List has slowly spread over the past hundred thousand years. If it is said that this has nothing to do with the Black List depriving the warriors of Tianwu Continent of their luck, Zhan Tianzi himself cannot convince himself.

"what do you want to do?"

Zhan Tianzi asked with a hoarse voice as the veins on his forehead trembled.

Han Yang went to great lengths to personally capture a prince and a fifth-level Martial King, and showed him the truth about the Black List. It was obviously not just to wake him up.

Han Yang glanced at Emperor Zhan appreciatively.

There is no fool among martial arts geniuses.

"Very good! Since you can figure it out yourself, there's no need for me to waste any more words."

Han Yang looked at Emperor Zhan with a cold expression and said: "This time you return to the Emperor's Secret Realm and help me investigate some things about the God List! I need all the information about this organization!"

Although Han Yang was not a saint with great mercy and universal salvation, Tianwu Continent was still the place where he was reborn in his ninth life.

It was impossible for him to watch the God List turn Tianwu Continent into a barbaric wilderness step by step.

After a long silence, Emperor Zhan finally spoke: "With my current status, I am not enough to know too many secrets of the God List."

Although he has a small formless holy body, he is one of the most talented people in the divine list.

But after all, he is just a sixth-level Martial King.

If you are not a high-ranking member of the God List, you are not qualified to know the secrets of the God List.

Han Yang nodded lightly and said: "If your status is not enough, you need to be promoted! If your realm is not enough, you need to be promoted!"

Emperor Zhan still wanted to say something, but Han Yang had already pointed at the center of his eyebrows.

Subconsciously, Emperor Zhan wanted to resist.

But when he thought about the strength gap between himself and Han Yang, he finally suppressed his instinct of resistance.

boom!

A consciousness poured into his sea of ​​consciousness.

A full hour passed before he opened his eyes with a hint of confusion.

The confusion in his eyes turned into incomparable shock after a moment.

"You...who are you?!"

Emperor Zhan's voice was dry, and he even subconsciously used the honorific.

With the previous finger, Han Yang actually used some miraculous method to teach him a set of skills.

This set of exercises called "Small Formless Skills" is almost the same as his Little Formless Holy Body. Perfect fit. If he practices this set of techniques, he can definitely be promoted to the seventh-level Martial King or even the eighth-level Martial King in a short time!

If the God List gives enough resources, even the ninth level Martial King can be achieved in one go.

By then, his combat power will be doubled.

He even had a feeling that after practicing the Small Phaseless Kung Fu, he could even attack the ordinary ninth level at the sixth or seventh level of King Wu.

What kind of being could possess a set of exercises that fit so well with his holy body?

He also taught it to himself easily without any hesitation.

At this moment, Emperor Zhan simply couldn't understand who Han Yang was.

"Who am I? I am Han Yang!"

Han Yang smiled softly and turned around to leave, wielding his sword and flying towards the courtyard of Zijinsou not far away.

Behind him, Emperor Zhan opened his mouth, but in the end he couldn't utter a single word.

He no longer knows how to communicate with beings like Han Yang.

Now, there is only one thought in his mind.

That is……

Coming to fight Han Yang today is a worthwhile trip.

Losing to Han Yang can be said to be the biggest opportunity in his life.

After bowing respectfully to Han Yang, Emperor Zhan turned and left.

His eyes were filled with murderous intent.

That is the overwhelming hatred for the God List Organization!

…

"Han Yang, go check on Ji Xiangtian, she seems to have a problem."

Before Han Yang could fall from the divine sword, Li Xuanyu rushed over.

Han Yang looked around casually and saw that Ji Xiangtian's face was flushed, revealing patches of snow-white skin, and his body was constantly changing between the Fuwa version and the goddess version.

And the breath has become extremely unstable.

One moment it was the ninth level of Yuan Dan, and the next it was... the third level of King Wu.

The three souls of heaven, earth and man condensed for a while and collapsed for a while.

Traces of blood were all over Ji Xiangtian's body, making her look slightly ferocious.

"This guy is so greedy that he even swallowed up the three souls of Taoist Thousand Faces, Heaven, Earth and Human."

The magical power of swallowing the sky was given to Ji Xiangtian by Han Yang, so he could tell the clues at a glance.

If it were the three souls of other ordinary sixth-level Martial Kings, she would have swallowed them.

Although it was a bit reluctant, it would not lead to such a miserable end.

But Qianmian Taoist's three souls of heaven, earth and man are different from all other Martial Kings.

His three souls, heaven, earth and man, can be separated from the original deity and become a whole on their own.

Such a miraculous three souls of heaven, earth and man were swallowed up by the auspicious heaven. It was naturally unbearable and suffered a strong backlash.

"Master...am I going to die..."

When he found Han Yang coming, Ji Xiangtian murmured pitifully with a look of pain on his face.

Han Yang chuckled, shook his head, and asked, "Then do you want to continue devouring it?"

"..."

The expression on Ji Xiangtian's face suddenly turned into one of confusion.

If you stop devouring it now, you will naturally not explode and die.

But the opportunity to advance to the powerful Martial King may be missed.

If she thought about waiting for Han Yang to go on a killing spree, there would be so many fragments of the three souls of heaven, earth, and humans for her to devour, but she didn't know how long it would take to wait.

"I... want to break through!"

Ji Xiangtian bit his lip, his blurred eyes becoming extremely firm.

She wants to break through.

She must break through.

If you don't become stronger, you will become a burden to your master and be sent back anywhere.

Leave no waste behind the master.

Even if you die, you must continue to stay.

Closing his eyes, Ji Xiangtian silently chanted Han Yang's name in his heart and began to concentrate on breaking through.

The corners of Han Yang's mouth curled up, he looked at Ji Xiangtian with a smile, and said to Li Xuanyu beside him: "Don't worry, she can hold on!"

Li Xuanyu looked at Ji Xiangtian, whose muscles all over his body began to convulse in pain, and complained: "What kind of master there is, there are what kind of slaves, you... are all madmen!"

Han Yang fought against hundreds of kings alone.

Ji Xiangtian even dared to devour the souls of heaven, earth, and humans of the sixth-level Martial King with his Yuan Dan cultivation.

Just as crazy.

Han Yang smiled disapprovingly and asked, "Xiao Jiuer...has he made a breakthrough?"

This time, in addition to helping Ji Xiangtian break through by killing the kings of the Holy Sect of the Imperial Dynasty, he also wanted to let Xiao Jiuer break through.

The corpse energy generated by the Nine Sixth-level Martial Kings is enough for Xiao Jiuer to advance.

Hearing Xiao Jiuer, Li Xuanyu had a smile on his face and said: "That little girl is really up to par. When you killed Hei Yusen, you broke through to the third level of the Heavenly Corpse. Now, you are trying to break through to the Heavenly Corpse." It’s the fourth level corpse!”

Compared with the evil Buddha's corpse energy which is difficult to absorb, it is obvious that the corpse energy of these Martial Kings is more suitable for Xiao Jiuer to absorb.

"A third-level one and a fourth-level one? Well, although it's still a little bit short, it can only be like this..."

Looking at the eastern sky, Han Yang looked a little disappointed.

More than a year has passed. I wonder how Qiaoqian is doing?

Now, the wild thing may have come to an end, and it's time to meet her.

On the side, Li Xuanyu, who had been silent for a while, picked up the wine gourd in his hand and handed it to Han Yang, and suddenly said: "I'm leaving."

Han Yang took the wine gourd, took a sip of wine, handed it back, and touched the top of Li Xuanyu's head: "I wish you a safe journey!"

He was going to see Chen Qiaoqian, and Li Xuanyu was going to see her parents.

The two of them went their separate ways to see their relatives.

I don’t know when we will see each other again.

"You touched my head again, huh, next time we meet, I must have become a seventh-level Martial King, or even an eighth-level..."

"Um!"

"When we meet again, I will definitely defeat you and then... touch you back."

"Um!"

"...Hey, please give me a reaction! Don't always say yes, just say, are you going to touch me or not?"

"this……"

The sun was setting, and the shadows of the two people were stretched very long, as if they were cuddling together.