Chapter 928: Shura Realm Divine Power

"Third level of innocence, you are really strong!" Han Xu sighed.

"It's not bad. It's more than enough to kill you, a first-tier person." Qiu Tu said.

Han Xu was puzzled, which of your eyes could tell that I am only at the first level of heaven?

Qiu Tu said: "Don't resist, I will move faster and I won't cause you any pain."

With that said, he was about to walk towards Han Xu. Han Xu was almost confused. This was too casual. Who gave him the confidence?

The Ziwei Divine Sword moved horizontally, and the sword energy spurted out. Qiu Tu instinctively sensed the danger and took a step back. This step took him several hundred meters away, just enough to avoid Han Xu's sword energy.

He looked at the crape myrtle divine sword in Han Xu's hand, his eyes full of greed. Obviously, he also knew this divine sword.

"I didn't expect it, I never expected it. I thought it would be a hard job, 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 Sir in the future!"

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

"Boy, taste the taste of fear!" Qiu Tu said coldly, "See my divine power in the Shura world!"

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

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

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

Han Xu concentrated his energy and held the Ziwei Divine Sword without any carelessness. He remembered that Aling once said that the power of the Shura realm can summon the undead to fight. The higher the realm, the stronger the undead summoned.

Although monks with the divine power of the Shura realm may not necessarily be particularly strong in combat, one of them is equivalent to an army.

Seeing that the huge stone door was about to open, Han Xu took the lead. Holding the Ziwei Divine Sword, he rushed forward with the combination of human and sword, and the sharp sword energy turned into a hundred-foot giant dragon.

At the critical moment, a gap opened in the stone door, a skinny arm stretched out, and a war spear from ancient times blocked Han Xu's sword.

The terrifying power swept out in an instant, and even the turbulence in the space was dispersed. The monks in the three realms looked up at the sky. Just now, they felt the power of heaven and earth fluctuate violently, as if the sky was about to collapse.

Although the battle between the two god-level masters did not take place in the Three Realms, it was very close to the Three Realms. The aftermath of the battle between the two directly shook the power of the rules of the Three Realms.

"Lao Li, didn't you say it was okay? Why was there such a violent movement?" Chu Yu asked anxiously.

Li Qiong's face was also full of solemnity. Even though he was at the pinnacle of the Unparalleled Supreme, he still felt as small as an ant under such a violent shaking of the world, which showed how fierce the ongoing battle must be.

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

What he didn't say was that the person who fought against Han Xu was probably a god-level powerhouse.

After hearing Li Qiong's words, everyone began to worry. Han Xu's battle was not only related to his own life and death, but also related to the survival of the Three Realms and the billions of 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 shot in the arm.

In the turbulent space, Han Xu failed to succeed with his sword, and the stone door was completely opened. From the huge stone door, a God of War holding an ancient war spear walked out. However, he had no flesh and blood, just a skeleton.

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

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

It is also the second level of the realm of innocence.

Two undead stood beside Qiu Tu, one on the left and one on the right, but this did not end. Finally, someone walked out of the stone door. This person was different from the previous two. He had a complete body of flesh and blood, except that his face was pale and he had no pupils. Other than that, the rest are no different from living people.

Moreover, the aura he revealed has reached the third level of innocence.

"Boy, enjoy your last feast of death!" After Qiu Tu finished speaking, he pointed his long staff forward, and three summoned undead suddenly attacked Han Xu.

The God of War took the lead, opening and closing his war spear and slashing at him. The huge power seemed to be able to split a mountain in one fell swoop.

The undead in the black mist were wandering around, and black mist continued to emerge from his body, quickly filling the space. The surroundings were suddenly filled with ghosts, and Han Xu felt as if he had arrived in hell. , a cold air kept trying to invade his mind and destroy his spiritual thoughts.

At the same time, the war spear flashed through a flash of golden light. Han Xu raised his sword to meet him. The Ziwei Divine Sword raised the war spear. Han Xu only felt a huge force coming from his arm. The power of the Skeleton God of War was still far away. Above the barbarian.

One was just that powerful, and there were two who were even more powerful. Han Xu no longer had any power to gather together, and struck out with a giant spirit punch, punching a hole in the skeleton war god's golden-lighted bones.

If a single encounter could destroy an undead, then Han Xu's pressure would be much less. However, the next moment, the place that Han Xu broke closed by itself, regrowing bones, and returned to its original appearance.

Han Xu was stunned and was hit by a fist that stretched out from the black fog, and the whole person flew out.

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

At this moment, the undead in the realm of the three-level true god took action. He used his divine power to condense a sharp scimitar, appeared in front of Han Xu like teleportation, and slashed it with one knife.

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

But then, he found himself surrounded by three undead.

"Hahaha, Han Xu, I didn't expect you to be so strong. You are the most talented genius I have ever seen. I am very excited when I think about killing a genius like you. Do you know why I am excited?"

"Because, if I kill you, I can refine you into my undead. Like them, you will fight for me and be enslaved by me forever!"

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

"You talk too much." Han Xu said, "It's annoying to listen to."

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