Chapter 929: Killing God

There was no wind in this place full of turbulent space, but looking at Han Xu who was calm and composed, Qiu Tu felt as if there were gusts of cold wind blowing on his body and into his heart.

"Shouldn't he have just broken through the realm of the first heaven not long ago?" Qiu Tu thought, a first-level true god, facing the siege of a third-level and two second-level undead, plus him, a true god at the peak of the third heaven, how could he remain so calm.

Logically speaking, the momentum alone should have overwhelmed him, but Qiu Tu felt that Han Xu's momentum was still getting stronger and stronger at this time.

At this time, Qiu Tu had realized that the human in front of him was not as weak as he had thought before. If he was not careful, he might capsize. In his thousands of years of life, it was not uncommon for him to underestimate the enemy and cause tragedy.

So, he put away his carefree mentality and became serious. He decided to go all out, not only to complete the task assigned by the witch god, but also to snatch the Ziwei sword from Han Xu's hand.

Without any signs, Qiu Tu made a direct move, and the three undead launched a fierce attack on Han Xu.

The power of the Shura Realm is annoying in the Three Thousand Worlds, especially the practice of summoning undead. First of all, this practice itself is very evil. They imprisoned the souls of the dead strong and refined them into their own undead. It is disrespectful to the dead. After all, no one wants to become a tool for others to fight after death.

Secondly, these undead are difficult to be eliminated. They have the realm and fighting instincts before, but they are painless. Even if they are injured, they can recover quickly. It can be said that they are extremely difficult to deal with. Therefore, in the Three Thousand Worlds, the monks who practice the power of the Shura Realm are one of the opponents that others are most reluctant to face.

At the same time as the three undead took action, Han Xu also stopped the seal-making action. A strong pressure spread out. Han Xu's figure flashed, and in a flash he turned into three identical Han Xu.

One Qi into Three Purities!

After entering the god-level realm, the system naturally completed the upgrade, and according to the system, this should be the last upgrade.

Since it was the last upgrade, the system naturally gave more rewards than ever before. Five places for upgrading skills were given at one time, and Han Xu's choices were Yi Qi Hua San Qing, Dugu Jiu Jian, Da Ri Tathagata Sutra, Liu Dao Mo Gong, and Zhi Chi Tian Ya.

In addition to the giant spirit fist obtained outside the domain, Han Xu has downloaded six god-level skills.

Seeing three identical Han Xus, Qiu Tu couldn't help being shocked. Han Xu used swordsmanship just now, so he subconsciously thought that Han Xu practiced the power of the Vajra Realm, but this clone was clearly the power of the Wan Xiang Realm, and the one with the demonic aura among the two clones exuded the aura of the power of the Ksitigarbha Realm.

"Monster!"

Apart from these two words, Qiu Tu couldn't find any other words to describe Han Xu.

"If you want to kill me, you must be prepared to be killed!" Han Xu roared, and the original body and the clone attacked together.

Han Xu of the Buddhist Dao used supreme Buddha power, and the Buddha images of the heavens shocked the area. Under the Buddha's light, the undead in the black fog let out a series of shrill roars and was suppressed on the spot, unable to move.

Han Xu of the Demon Dao held the power of the Six Paths of Reincarnation in his hand, and his fist split the void. The Fang Tian Hua Ji formed by the divine power cut the spear of the skeleton war god in half.

Han Xu held the Ziwei Divine Sword in his hand, split the oncoming scimitar with one sword, and cut off the head of the undead of the Three Heavens.

"Three Heavens, you are also the Three Heavens!" Qiu Tu could no longer suppress the shock in his heart and exclaimed. Han Xu used all his strength this time and no longer concealed his realm. The aura of the Three Heavens True God was revealed.

Qiu Tu even felt that Han Xu's pressure was stronger than his.

At this time, he had to accept a reality, that is, the strength shown by Han Xu was already a threat to him.

The three undead spirits were destroyed in an instant, and Han Xu brought two clones to kill Qiu Tu.

Qiu Tu roared: "Stupid, the undead spirits can't be killed!"

After saying that, he used the long staff, and the remains of the three undead spirits immediately dissipated, and then three identical undead spirits walked out of the huge stone door behind him.

This time, Qiu Tu didn't hide behind. He held the long staff with his backhand, and the long staff immediately turned into a sharp spear. He rushed to the front with the spear.

Being able to cultivate to the realm of the three-fold true god, how could Qiu Tu himself not have some strength? His three undead spirits were all god-level strongmen who had died in his hands in a head-on confrontation. Only those who were killed by himself could be refined into his own undead spirits.

Even though Han Xu had two clones, Qiu Tu still maintained the advantage of four against three.

"You know nothing about the power of the Shura Realm. Give me your life, boy!" Qiu Tu roared and rushed forward. In an instant, the terrible pressure actually broke the barrier that Han Xu had set up before. The vast divine power impacted the rule power of the three realms, and the three realms were violently shaken again. Lightning and thunder flashed in the sky, as if the end of the world was coming.

At this time, Han Xu had no time to care about anything else. He only had Qiu Tu in his eyes. The two clones attacked at the same time, Buddha and demon merged into one, and the power of chaos penetrated the void.

And his main body released a terrible sword rhyme, and the sound of the Tao resounded all around. At this time, Han Xu's body had transformed into the power of the sword, which was the realm of the power of the Tao, transforming himself into the Tao.

Endless sword power permeated, Han Xu and the sword merged into one, turning into an extremely dazzling sword light and merging into the chaos.

Everything seemed to be still, including the passage of time.

The sword light crossed the sky along with the light of chaos. Qiu Tu's three undead souls fell apart in the light and turned into dust. He lowered his head and looked at the sword energy that penetrated his body in his chest. The wound was rapidly expanding and his vitality was rapidly fading.

"I didn't expect that I would really capsize." Qiu Tu laughed at himself and said, "But Han Xu, don't be complacent. I still have a thought in the Three Thousand Worlds. This thought knows everything that happened here, and after I die, that thought will still exist for one day."

"Don't worry, within this day, I will let the news of the Ziwei Sword spread throughout the Three Thousand Worlds."

After saying this, Qiu Tu's figure dissipated, and Han Xu caught his long staff. After all, it was a divine weapon. Even if he didn't use it, he could give it to others.

However, Han Xu did not have the joy of victory. Qiu Tu's words before his death made him feel a great sense of crisis.

Moreover, what was more urgent was that he saw that the Three Realms had begun to collapse in advance because of this war.

Although Han Xu was careful enough, this battle between gods still affected the three realms. The end of the world might come early.