Chapter 299: The Witch God Borrows Power

As Emperor Wu exerted his full strength, the light of the bright sun gradually weakened.

Although this power is good in the holy realm, it has been sealed for thousands of years, and the power in it has been weakened to some extent. In addition, this power is not owned by Emperor Wu himself, and he feels powerless to control it.

The ancestors of the Wu family left this power seal in order to make a comeback when the Wu family encountered a life-and-death situation. However, the ancestors of the Wu family did not expect that another saint would appear in the Dawu Dynasty.

It's not that others are necessarily less talented than the ancestors of the Wu family, but because the lower realm where the Dawu Dynasty is located no longer has enough spiritual energy and rules of heaven and earth to support monks to break through to the holy realm.

The only way to break through the holy realm is to swallow other people's spiritual power like Emperor Wu to break through. Of course, Han Xu's system does not count because it is not representative.

But Emperor Wu didn't know that even if he used the Beiming Divine Technique to break through to the Holy Realm and go to the Upper Realm, he was still much worse than those who had achieved breakthroughs through self-cultivation, because after the Holy Realm, the comparison was with the rules of heaven and earth. In terms of comprehension level, Beiming Shen Gong can only be regarded as a shortcut method. Although it can be achieved quickly, if you lack your own comprehension, you will lose at the starting line.

Feeling that the power he could control was weakening, Emperor Wu finally felt desperate.

Once Yaoyang's power is exhausted, it will be his death.

"I didn't expect that the king of my generation would end up like this!" Emperor Wu sighed in his heart and shouted, "God, you are unfair to me!"

Throughout his life, he pursued the holy realm again, and for this he did not hesitate to sacrifice his loyal ministers and even friends.

Now he feels the power of the Holy Realm, but it is someone else who controls this invincible power.

A bastard boy who gives the impression that he doesn't know how to practice at all.

How ironic and cruel this is.

As if he heard the roar in Emperor Wu's heart and felt his uneasiness, a voice sounded directly in his heart: "Do you want to get power? I can give it to you."

Hearing the sound, Emperor Wu immediately looked around, but except for Han Xu, there was no one at all.

"who is it?"

"You don't need to know who I am, you just need to tell me whether you want it or not. I don't have much time, so tell me your answer now."

"Think!" Emperor Wu said without hesitation. At this point, he had nothing to worry about.

"I only have one condition: kill the person in front of you."

"as you wish!"

At this time, just when Han Xu was about to use the next blow to understand Emperor Wu, a gray beam of light was shot out of the hole in the void blasted by the spiritual power of the two people. This beam of light carried an extremely powerful force. Power, before Han Xu had time to react, the beam of light penetrated into Emperor Wu's chest.

Immediately afterwards, Emperor Wu let out a scream, the veins on his face were prominent, and his fists were clenched, as if he was suffering tremendous pain.

A series of chaotic spiritual energy surrounded him, more and more, forming a tornado.

Han Xu swung out a bolt of lightning, but was swallowed directly by the storm.

When the storm ended, Emperor Wu appeared again, but this time his appearance had undergone some changes.

His originally burly and muscular body had lost a lot of weight, and his face looked a little sickly. He must have been exhausted just now.

But the strange thing is that the aura exuded by Emperor Wu is completely different from before.

"Is this the Holy Realm?" Emperor Wu took a greedy breath and felt the surging power in his body. He couldn't help laughing.

Han Xu was a little surprised when he saw Emperor Wu's proud look.

He could naturally feel that Emperor Wu had stepped into the holy realm with the power of the beam of light just now, and he also noticed something that Emperor Wu didn't know.

The power that penetrated Emperor Wu's body gave Han Xu an extremely familiar feeling.

Soon, Han Xu remembered where he had experienced the same power. It was the Southern Territory.

That power belongs to the Witch God.

Han Xu looked at the hole in the void that was slowly healing, as if he could see the evil derision of the Witch God.

"Is it possible that the blow just now penetrated the barrier between the divine world and the mortal world?"

Just as Han Xu was thinking about it, he felt a strong wind coming towards him. He waved the Fangtian Painted Halberd, just in time to block the suppressing Clear Sky Hammer.

This time, Han Xu no longer showed an overwhelming advantage, and the two were in a stalemate, evenly matched, with no distinction between superior and inferior.

Space cracks spread out from the place where the two met, and in an instant, they collided hundreds of times. This was a true battle in the holy realm.

In the royal city, everyone felt a sense of oppression coming from the sky. Children hid under the beds in the house and did not dare to come out, as if the sky was about to fall.

Suddenly, terrifying cracks appeared in the sky, and the originally blue sky seemed to have become a broken mirror.

The most intense reaction was from the crowd at the execution ground. Only they knew that Han Xu and Emperor Wu were fighting in the sky. The strange vision that appeared now was the impact of the battle between the two.

What a powerful force this is, it can even break the sky.

Wu Xiuren said to himself as if he had seen a ghost: "Han Xu did this? How could he do it?"

King Wei was the most advanced among all the people present, and he was the only one who understood that both parties in this battle had already entered the holy realm.

Above the sky, the two of them were fighting inextricably.

Han Xu felt that the power of the Martial Emperor was not only the power of the Saint Realm, but also had a sense of inexplicable. The power of the Martial Emperor seemed to have a sense of suppression on the surrounding world.

"This is the power of the gods." Han Xu sighed. The strange thing was that although the power of the Martial Emperor could suppress the surrounding world, it could not suppress Han Xu's spiritual power.

There was only one explanation that made sense. Han Xu's spiritual power was not obtained through his own practice, but through the system.

It can only be said that the spiritual power obtained through the system, from the level, is at least not inferior to the power of living beings. This is probably something that the Wu Shen himself could not have thought of.

The Martial Emperor went from excitement at the beginning to surprise, and then back to horror.

He already felt a little tired from fighting, but Han Xu was still full of energy.

"We must fight quickly!"

The Martial Emperor put his hands together, and his whole body slowly merged into the giant Kun. Then, the giant Kun opened its huge mouth, and an irresistible swallowing force surged.

Han Xu felt this power, even he could not resist it, and the whole person involuntarily went towards the giant Kun.

"Han Xu, I must devour you today. Come on, sacrifice your power to me!"

In the shadow of the giant Kun, the face of the Emperor Wu was full of madness.

Han Xu said disdainfully: "This power is not yours after all."

After that, the Fang Tian Huaji in Han Xu's hand disappeared, replaced by a sharp sword flashing with cold light.

This sword looks ordinary, but it brings a kind of awe from the bottom of the heart to the Emperor Wu. The blade reveals endless evil spirits, which are forged by the blood of countless strong men.

"What kind of sword is this?"

Before the Emperor Wu had time to ask, countless sword qi appeared beside Han Xu, and then, his whole person seemed to turn into a sharp sword, and with the devouring power released by the Emperor Wu, he passed through the body of the Emperor Wu at a faster speed.

When the Emperor Wu realized it, Han Xu was already standing behind him, with the tip of the sword facing down, and a drop of bright red blood dripped.