The second level spirit body can already be regarded as a peerless genius by the Holy Land. In the future, the Martial Ancestor can be expected.

Not to mention...a third-order spirit body.

Relying on the third-level spirit body of Houtu, Zhou Wujie once attacked the third-level martial master and defeated the fourth-level martial master to death.

The holy body and the spiritual body each have their own advantages and disadvantages.

Spiritual bodies are naturally close to the law and have strong attack power.

The Holy Body possesses all kinds of incredible special abilities and has endless uses.

For example, Han Yang's Holy Body of Heavenly Dao can deduce all kinds of laws in the world, and there is no bottleneck in cultivation.

But relatively speaking, the combat bonus of the Holy Land of Heaven is not as good as those of powerful spirits.

"The six realms are coming."

boom!

Three more golden lights lit up!

After activating the third-level spirit body, Zhou Wujie abruptly increased the number of worlds he blessed to six.

Strength doubled again.

Click!

He twisted his neck and looked at Han Yang, who was like an ant at his feet.

"Barbarian! Today, I will let you know what a genius in the upper world is."

One step was like a landslide.

Zhou Wujie was actually planning to trample Han Yang to death.

"Third-level spirit body?"

"I want to see if your third-level spirit body is stronger, or my sword... is stronger!"

boom.

The black light lights up and the heavenly soul blessings.

The Sixth God of War, Nine Phases.

A shadow with three heads and six arms appeared above Han Yang's body.

The Xumi Sect has six realms descending, and Han Yang has the Nine Phases of the God of War.

Hou Tu vs. God of War.

Six realms versus nine phases.

Spirit vs. Eucharist.

Invincible became invincible.

With the strength that Zhou Wujie has exploded at this moment, he can definitely be called an invincible existence among the newly promoted first-order saints and saints in Manzhou.

Not even Lian Yao or even Chen Qiaoqian can be his opponent.

It's just a pity that he met Han Yang.

Zheng!

The sound of swords sounded.

The transcendent Buddhist words and Zen chanting instantly submerged the surrounding world.

Click!

The world at Zhou Wujie's feet collapsed.

Even the sixth world cannot stop Han Yang's sword.

puff!

The pillar-like calf's blood shot up into the sky, spreading like rain.

Mu Shang's blade went upstream and headed straight for Zhou Wujie's lower abdomen.

Click!

Click!

The sound of the world shattering made Zhou Wujie's liver and gallbladder split.

He simply could not imagine that in his strongest state, his defense would be cut through by Han Yang with a single strike.

"Broken world!"

The moment the blade penetrated his lower abdomen, Zhou Wujie exploded his lower abdomen with great strength, trying to pop out the Mu Shang Blade.

The moment his belly burst...

boom!

The nine acupoints with veins in Han Yang's body exploded.

The blade adds more power.

puff!

The sword light, which was dozens of feet long, passed through the chest and cut half of Zhou Wujie's body in two.

"Ahh..."

Zhou Wujie let out a cry of pain.

But Han Yang's sword would not stop because of his wailing.

The blade pointed upwards, heading straight for his head.

"Han Yang, how dare you."

Zhou Wujie roared out Han Yang's name, and a talisman in his hand was suddenly activated.

boom!

It was like a ninth-level Martial Lord personally delivering a peak blow, with a roar and explosion, and crashed towards Han Yang.

This is the trump card left to him by the ancestor of Xumi Holy Land, which can inspire the strongest attack of the ninth-level martial master.

Normally, all warriors of the same level would be killed.

He never used it because he was proud of himself and didn't think he would lose to a barbarian from the lower world.

But at this time, when death comes, no one will care about this pride.

Bang!

The moment the talisman was about to hit Han Yang, a starlight shield appeared in front of Han Yang, blocking the talisman's attack.

"The Star Shield? Impossible! How could he pass the Star Shield to you!"

The Heavenly Star Shield is the famous magic weapon of the Heavenly Star Patriarch of the Holy Land of Stars.

Just by listening to the name, you will know that Tianxing Shield is like his life treasure and substitute.

How could such a powerful magic weapon be passed down to Han Yang, a barbarian from the lower realms, if it was not passed down to his children, relatives, or disciples?

The shock in Zhou Wujie's heart was no less than the panic he felt at this moment.

Han Yang was too lazy to pay attention to Zhou Wujie's shouting, and kept the blade pointed upward.

Buzz!

Just when Zhou Wujie was about to be decapitated by a sword, a dim light appeared in front of him, and a vague female shadow blocked Han Yang's blade.

"I am Lu Qiu Wushuang, the deputy sect leader of Xumi Holy Land. Please show mercy. The entire Xumi Sect will definitely keep it in mind..."

It was actually a fragment of Lu Qiu Wushuang's soul, entrusted in the jade pendant hanging by Zhou Wujie. At the critical moment, he wanted to save Zhou Wujie's life.

"Bullshit deputy master!"

Han Yang's eyes were cold: "Anyone who offends my Tianwu Blessed Land will die!"

Nine injuries.

The twenty-seven acupoints in the body, along with the twenty-seven aspects of the human soul, exploded.

Zheng!

The sword screamed and trembled.

With a bang, Lu Qiu Wushuang's dim light shattered directly, and the sharp sword light cut straight into Zhou Wujie's neck.

The glimmer of hope that originally rose in the latter's eyes was completely extinguished at this moment.

"Han Yang, if you kill me, my ancestor will never let you go..."

puff.

The last threat was only half-said, and the huge head was cut off with a single blow.
To be continued...