"What... is he doing? Condensing the Heavenly Soul?"

The faces of the Nine Killers and the others all showed expressions of astonishment.

These Martial Kings, when they were condensing the Heavenly Soul, none of them had to find a secret place, walking on thin ice.

I am afraid that if I am not careful, I will be influenced by the outside world and cause the condensation of the heavenly soul to fail.

But this Demon King Han Yang actually started condensing his soul during the fight?!

"He probably can't hold it anymore!"

King Can Jianwu gave the only possible answer.

I couldn't hold it anymore and had to advance!

The Black Dragon King's eyes lit up and he shouted: "The condensed heavenly soul will inevitably be affected, resulting in a significant drop in strength. This is our opportunity!"

Many martial kings looked at each other and tacitly accelerated their speed and rushed forward.

"kill!"

More than twenty attacks, shining with the light of the fragments of the divine list, all landed.

Almost at the moment when the attack came, Han Yang showed his blade.

Kill Zen!

Namo...Namo...Namo!

The sound of the evil Buddha's Zen resounds throughout the world.

The entire valley was filled with psychedelic Buddhist sounds.

The more than twenty sixth-level Martial Kings who rushed forward were the first to bear the brunt, their heads buzzed, and they fell into an illusion.

The sword light seemed to be able to cut off cause and effect, and it struck the light of the fragments of the divine list.

Bang bang bang!

A series of explosions sounded.

At least seven sixth-level Martial Kings were destroyed by the fragmentary halo of the God List and were brutally killed.

"Blocked!"

The other King Wu recovered from the illusion of Buddha's sound, and felt overjoyed. They subconsciously looked ahead, hoping to see Han Yang being attacked and killed by them.

However……

Boom boom boom boom!

Their previous attacks all fell into the open space.

It smashed huge craters into the ground.

Even the space was trembling violently in the torrent of energy.

But Han Yang, who was supposed to die under the blade, was nowhere to be seen.

"careful!"

"He's behind!"

Suddenly there was an exclamation from behind.

Zheng!

The sound of the sword's clanging and trembling sent chills all over their bodies.

"Ahh..."

Puff puff puff!

The wailing started again.

The Martial Kings behind who were not protected by the fragments of the Divine List were brutally slaughtered.

Stepping on the phantom clouds in the sky.

This god-level light body technique, which has not been used for a long time, once again shows its power.

The fragments of the God List can enhance defense and attack, but cannot change their speed.

Facing Han Yang, they felt like they were fighting a ninth-level Martial King.

Their speed couldn't keep up with Han Yang!

Only one mistake.

Those Martial Kings who did not have the protection of the fragments of the God List were killed by dozens of people!

"Form up!"

The Black Dragon King roared angrily.

The remaining Martial Kings quickly joined forces, and seventeen sixth-level Martial Kings with fragments of the God List were guarding the outside.

In one encounter, the offense and defense have been reversed.

Without the protection of the fragments of the divine list, King Wu could only be massacred when he encountered Han Yang.

Can't even dodge.

Now, they absolutely hate the person who provided the false information.

If they had not misunderstood the news, they would not have misjudged Han Yang's combat power and ended up like this.

…

"If we are going to lose, what should we do? Fight or withdraw?"

In the air, the three palace masters, the dock master and others secretly communicated and discussed countermeasures.

None of them expected that this battle would end so quickly.

Facing Han Yang, the martial kings below were almost powerless to fight back.

"Even if everyone joins forces, they may not be able to kill Han Yang!"

"You have also seen that King Wu without the fragments of the divine list is like fish on the chopping board in front of him."

"Only fifty-eight of us are qualified to participate in the war!"

"..."

The leaders of the three major dynasties and the five major sects all held a pessimistic attitude.

Just when everyone was thinking of quitting, Wan Jiansheng from Zhujian Villa suddenly frowned and said, "Is it an illusion? Why has Han Yang's speed slowed down?"

Everyone looked over subconsciously and found that Han Yang's movements were indeed slowing down.

Twice, he almost escaped the combined attacks of the Martial Kings.

"Heavenly Soul! His Heavenly Soul has begun to condense!"

someone exclaimed.

Only then did everyone realize that a shadow was slowly solidifying behind Han Yang.

Heavenly soul!

His heavenly soul is taking shape!

"During the process of condensing the heavenly soul, the sea of ​​consciousness will become chaotic! Han Yang is carrying a heavy burden at this time. This may be our opportunity..."

"Everyone, do you want to play a game?"

Some people suggested taking action, but most people remained silent.

The brutal massacre in the valley frightened many people.

More than five hundred middle-level martial kings have been slaughtered.

If they make a mistake in judgment again and end rashly, they will also end up like this.

"King Lu Yao, do you have the soul-soothing pill from Wanyao Pavilion?"

At this time, Wan Jiansheng suddenly asked.

The leaders couldn't help but their eyes lit up.

The soul-suppressing pill of Wanyao Pavilion, whose full name is Thunderbolt Soul-Suppressing Pill, is a special pill that can shake the soul when exploded.

In the past, during battles, this elixir was mostly used to assist attacks.

Because other Martial Kings have fragments of the God List, the influence of the Soul-Calming Pill cannot determine the outcome.

But Han Yang was at the critical moment of condensing his heavenly soul. If he used the soul-suppressing pill to influence his soul, he might be able to get twice the result with half the effort.

"Of course there is!"

King Lu Yao understood this and nodded slightly to the fifth-level Martial King next to him.

The fifth-level Martial King had no expression on his face, and with the courage to die, he jumped off the flying boat.
To be continued...