"The third level of the real god, then you are really strong!" Han Xu sighed.

"It's okay, it's more than enough to kill you, the first level of heaven." Qiu Tu said.

Han Xu wondered, which eye did you tell that I only have the first level of heaven?

Qiu Tu said: "Don't resist, I will move faster and will not make you feel pain."

As he said that, he was about to come to Han Xu, and Han Xu was almost confused. This was too casual. Who gave him confidence?

Ziwei Divine Sword gushed out, and the sword energy gushed out. Qiu Tu instinctively felt the danger and took a step back. This step left hundreds of meters, just avoiding Han Xu's sword energy.

He looked at the Ziwei Divine Sword in Han Xu's hand, his eyes full of greed. Obviously, he also knew this Divine Sword.

"I didn't expect that, I really didn't expect that it was a chore, but I didn't expect there would be such benefits." Qiu Tu said, "As long as I get this sword, the Witch God will have to call me Lord in the future!"

After saying that, he suddenly put away his joking attitude, and the murderous aura in his eyes seemed to be about to overflow. He stretched out his hand and the long staff that had been shot down by Han Xu in Wu Xiuxian's hand flew back from the depths of the darkness and was held tightly in his hand by Qiu Tu.

"Boy, taste the taste of fear!" Qiu Tu said coldly, "See my Shura Realm Divine Power!"

As soon as he finished speaking, black airflows rushed out of the skull of the long staff and circled around Qiu Tu's figure.

He stretched out his other hand, condensed his divine power to draw strange runes in the void, and then, a huge black stone door rose out of thin air behind him.

The stone gate was covered with skulls. As the stone gate rose, it was accompanied by the wailing sound of hundreds of ghosts. It sounded numb and extremely terrifying.

Han Xu concentrated his mind and strength, holding the Ziwei Divine Sword in his hand without any care. He remembered that A Ling once said that the divine power of the Shura Realm can summon the undead to fight. The higher the realm, the stronger the undead will be.

Although the cultivators with the power of the Shura Realm may not be particularly strong in combat, they are equivalent to an army alone.

Seeing that the huge stone door was about to open, Han Xu took the lead. He held the Ziwei Divine Sword in his hand, and rushed forward with the human sword. The sharp sword energy turned into a hundred-foot dragon.

At the critical moment, a crack was cracked in the stone gate, and a thin arm stretched out from it. A spear from ancient times blocked Han Xu's sword.

The terrible power swept out instantly, and even the turbulent space was scattered. The monks in the three realms looked up at the sky. Just now, they felt the violent fluctuations of the power of heaven and earth, as if the sky was about to collapse.

Although the battle between the two god-level masters did not happen in the Three Realms, they were very close to the Three Realms. The aftermath of the two's battle also directly shakes the power of the rules of the Three Realms.

"Old Li, didn't you say it's okay? How could there be such a violent movement?" Chu Yu asked anxiously.

Li Qiong also had a solemn face. Even though he was at the peak of the world, under such violent shocks, he still felt as small as an ant, which shows how intense the ongoing battle should be.

Li Qiong said: "At this point, we can only believe in Han Xu."

He didn't say anything, I'm afraid the one who fights Han Xu is also a god-level powerhouse.

When everyone heard Li Qiong's words, they began to worry. Han Xu's battle was not only related to his own life and death, but also to the survival of the three realms and to the billions of living creatures in the three realms.

At this time, Luo Ling stood up and said firmly: "Don't worry, Han Xu will return in triumph."

Her firm and confident eyes undoubtedly gave everyone a powerful injection of heart-warming agent.

In the turbulence of space, Han Xu failed to succeed with his sword, and the stone gate was completely opened. From the huge stone gate, a god of war holding an ancient spear came out, but he had no flesh and blood, but just a skeleton.

But even though it was just a skeleton, it still exuded a surging fighting spirit, and its divine power reached the level of the second level of the realm of the true god.

After the Skeleton God of War, a ball of black mist floated out, and a pair of pupils could be vaguely seen with green fluorescence in the black mist.

It is also the second level of the realm of the true god.

Two undead stood beside Qiu Tu, one left and one on the right, but this was not over. Finally, one person walked out of the stone gate. This person was different from the previous two. He had a complete flesh and blood body. Except for his pale face and no pupils, the rest were no different from living people.

Moreover, the aura he revealed had reached the third level of the realm of the true god.

"Boy, enjoy your last feast of death!" Qiu Tu finished speaking, pointing in front of the long staff, and the three summoned undead immediately attacked Han Xu.

The God of War took the lead, and the spear opened and slashed, and the huge force seemed to be able to split a mountain in one go.

The undead in the black fog wandered around, and black fog kept coming out of him, which quickly filled the space here, and the surroundings were suddenly filled with ghost energy. Han Xu felt as if he had come to hell, and a cold and cold aura kept trying to invade his mind and destroy his divine thoughts.

At the same time, a golden light came over the spear. Han Xu raised his sword to greet him. Ziwei Divine Sword set up a spear. Han Xu only felt a huge force coming from his arm. The power of the skeleton God of War was far above Pan Man.

One is so powerful, and two more powerful. Han Xu no longer has any divine power to condense. He hit a giant god punch, making a hole in the bones of the skeleton God of War that flowed golden light.

If a dead soul can be wiped out by one encounter, then Han Xu will be under much less pressure next time. However, at the next moment, the place where Han Xu broke, it closed itself, and the bones grew again, and returned to its original appearance.

Han Xu was stunned for a moment and was hit by a fist stretching out from the black fog, and he flew out immediately.

Where he was hit, a ball of black toxin was spreading rapidly. Han Xu directly used his divine power to force the black poison out of his body.

At this moment, the undead at the third level of the realm of the Innate God took action. He used his divine power to condense a sharp scimitar, appeared in front of Han Xu like teleportation, and slashed it down with one sword.

Han Xu waved the magic sword, and the sword energy tore through the sky, barely blocking the attack.

But then, he found himself surrounded by three undead.

"Hahaha, Han Xu, I didn't expect that your strength was so strong. Speaking of which, you are the best talented genius I have ever seen. When I think of killing a genius like you with my own hands, I am very excited. Do you know why I am excited?"

"Because, if I kill you, I can refine you into my undead, just like them, and I will fight for me in the future and be enslaved by me forever!"

Han Xu stood up straight, and although he was surrounded, he was not panicked at all.

"You're talking too much," Han Xu said, "It makes people feel annoyed."

He made a seal with both hands and said, "Next, I should use my real skills."
Chapter completed!