Abode Dahl and Mu Yu faced off head-on. Every punch and kick they made was filled with power and majesty. Abode Dahl, a warrior who has always been known for his strength, felt an unprecedented challenge at this moment. The enemy in front of him, Mu Yu, seemed ordinary, but he broke through his defenses time and time again with unpredictable movements and strength.
Every punch was like the intersection of two storms, with howling wind and a cloud of dust. Abode Dahl's attack was as violent as a storm, as if it could tear everything apart. However, Mu Yu is like a calm ocean. No matter how the wind and waves roll, he remains as stable as a mountain, and even smiles in the storm.
Abode Dahl couldn't help but wonder, what kind of power is this? How could he, a warrior known for his strength, be so helpless? He no longer held back, took a deep breath, and his hands instantly glowed with light. It was a mysterious power that flowed from his fingertips to his entire body.
"Magical skill: Stripping the air!" Abode Dahl shouted, and a huge energy field instantly appeared around his body. This energy field expanded at an alarming rate, as if it was going to swallow up all the surrounding air. Under the action of the energy field, the air seems to be stripped away, forming a huge vacuum zone.
Under this power, Mu Yu remained calm and composed. There was a firm belief in his eyes, as if no attack could shake him. His figure was erratic in the air, as if he had merged with the air. Then he rushed towards Abode Dar with an indescribable speed.
At this moment, time seemed to slow down. Abode Dahl's magical skill, Air Stripping, swallows everything around him into a vacuum. However, Mu Yu's figure appeared directly in front of him as if he had traveled through space. Their fists collided in the air, and the force instantly triggered an earth-shattering explosion.
Dust and debris flew through the air, and Abode Dahl was pushed backwards by the force of the explosion. The shock and fear in his eyes were intertwined. He couldn't understand how this seemingly ordinary Mu Yu could withstand his magical skill of peeling off the air.
the other side.
The white-haired scythe girl started a thrilling battle with the Cancer Star God.
Ariel, her face is calm and resolute, and her figure is dancing vigorously with the sickle full of mysterious power. Her eyes were bright and sparkling with fearless determination. Her white hair flutters in the starry sky, like the Milky Way falling in the sky, cold and independent.
The Cancer Star God, he emerged from the huge waves as if he were the embodiment of the ocean. His arms danced like stirring the stars, rolling up layers of huge waves. His eyes were fierce and fanatical, obviously full of desire for this battle. His crab shell shone with the light of the stars, as if encasing a cosmic force.
The confrontation between the two is like a crack in the universe, and the space is swaying under their power. Ariel wielded the scythe, and every slash brought a fierce storm. The Cancer Star God counterattacked with huge waves, setting off huge waves that seemed to swallow up the entire universe.
Blood - Ariel's blood spurted out from her wounds, turning into red arcs. This blood is floating in the universe, like dust from stars, but it carries a temperature that is hotter than starlight. It becomes a force, a force that resists the huge waves.
Facing the huge waves of the Cancer Star God, Ariel did not flinch. She uses blood as a matchmaker to transform her life force into a powerful force. Every drop of blood is like a burning flame, bursting into bright light when it collides with the huge waves.
In Ariel's slender fingers, the sickle was like a crescent moon in the night sky, its curved blade shining coldly under the starlight. She wielded this deadly weapon with graceful and determined movements, as if the power of the stars was integrated into her dance, full of mystery and majesty.
Blood, that is an indescribable power, flows out from the blade of the scythe, as hot as lava, but cold as ice, it is a sharpness that seems to be able to split space. It filled the air and formed an invisible wall, blocking the Cancer Star God's range of action in all directions. As if tightly bound by an invisible cage, the Cancer Star God's power gradually weakened under the pressure of blood, and his movements became sluggish, like a heavy stone in the deep sea, unable to escape the powerful binding force.
The Cancer Star God's injuries continued to intensify like an enraged flame. That sickle seemed to have taken away all his vitality, and every time he swung it, it seemed to cut off the chain of his life force. Cracks began to appear in his body, which were gaps in strength and traces of the constant deprivation of life's moisture. His divine light began to dim, and the once dazzling golden light now seemed to be shrouded in thick dark clouds, unable to shine through.
Ariel's figure was looming in the blood, and her eyes were firm and cold, like the blade of the sickle, cutting through all obstacles that blocked her. She was like a messenger from the stars, above everything else, looking indifferently at the struggle and pain of the Cancer Star God. Her movements are elegant and smooth, like the movement of stars, unpredictable and unstoppable.
Ariel swung her scythe like a bolt of lightning across the dark night sky. Under her control, the blood of the vampires turned into surging torrents, like demons in the dark night, rushing towards the Cancer Star God with a strong corrosive aura.
The Cancer Star God, this once mighty god, became so helpless and insignificant under the erosion of the blood of the Vampires. His body was corroded by the vampire's blood, like snow melting in the sun, losing strength bit by bit. His eyes were full of fear and despair, as if he had seen an irreversible fate coming.
Ariel's eyes were full of determination and determination. Her eyes were like a falcon staring at its prey, tightly locked on the Cancer Star God. Her scythe-wielding arm struck like a cheetah, swiftly and accurately. Under the erosion of the vampire blood, the Cancer Star God's body completely lost the ability to move, and could only be slaughtered by Ariel like a stone.
The final moment has come. Ariel's scythe blade flashed with cold light, as if mocking the Cancer Star God's powerlessness. She swung it hard, and the blade was like the scythe of death, instantly cutting off the head of the Cancer Star God. Dark red blood spurted out like a waterfall, splashing all over Ariel's cheeks, making her look like a female evil star.
The war is over, and the life of the Cancer Star God disappears under Ariel's scythe. His body was eroded by the blood of the vampires, like a sandcastle dissolving in the waves, and finally turned into nothingness.
The figure of the Cancer Angel suddenly disappeared from everyone's sight, followed by the carnival of the dark army and the excitement of the werewolf and vampire armies. With endless fanaticism and wildness, they took the lead in charging towards the Union army.
The dark army surged like a tide on the battlefield, their morale was high, as if they had seen the dawn of victory. Every dark soldier is like a fanatical believer, with only the desire for victory and hatred for the enemy in their eyes. Led by an army of werewolves and vampires, they launched a fierce attack on the combined army.
Werewolves, these wild and powerful warriors, their roars are like thunder, shaking the entire battlefield. Their speed and strength give them an advantage on the battlefield, and they fearlessly charge at their enemies, tearing apart enemy defenses with their claws and fangs.
Vampires, these immortal creatures, their bodies are as tough as swords, and their eyes are like cold steel. They move around the battlefield, avoiding enemy attacks and then fighting back in their own unique way. They bite their enemies with their sharp teeth, transforming them into creatures like themselves.
The soldiers of the United Army seemed somewhat powerless in the face of such an attack. Although they resisted bravely, the power of the dark army and the unique abilities of werewolves and vampires made them feel even more pressured. However, they did not give up. They knew that as long as there was one person on the battlefield, the dark army could not succeed.
Michus's image of the werewolf is striking. His body was burly, his muscles were as hard as stone in the moonlight, and his silver-gray hair exuded a mysterious sheen. However, at this moment, there were two contradictory flames burning in his eyes: one was bright red blood, which was like the fire of hell in the darkness, setting fire to a prairie fire, unstoppable; the other was bright. Golden light symbolizes brightness and purity. It is like a beacon in this bloody world, illuminating the road ahead.
His hands transformed into claws, and his sharp nails shone coldly in the moonlight. And the bloody power was like streams flowing from his fingertips and spreading around. Under the influence of this power, the surrounding air was filled with a strong smell of blood. However, in this blood, there is a wonderful light power, which is like the morning sun penetrating the fog, making people feel a kind of warmth and hope.
At the same time, the Pisces Archangel used his hallucination ability on the side. His hands seemed to be moving in the air, and then an invisible force surged towards Michus. Under his control, this force formed a huge bubble, completely enveloping Michus. The scene inside the bubble is constantly changing, like a kaleidoscope, which is dazzling. But no matter how the scene inside changed, Michus always remained calm. His eyes were firm and clear, as if there was a mountain standing in front of him. No matter how windy or rainy it was, I remained unmoved.
In the bubble, Michus's werewolf nature makes him aware of these hallucinations. He took a deep breath, and the smell of blood in the air made him more conscious. He struggled hard, and the illusion bubble shattered like glass. As the bubble dissipated, the Pisces Angel's hallucination ability also instantly ceased.
At this time, Michus was like the rising sun at dawn, rising from the darkness, and the power of his blood and golden light became even more powerful. He strode forward, and the bloody force roared towards the Pisces Angel like a giant dragon. Facing this power, the Pisces Angel's expression was full of shock and fear, and he could only watch helplessly as the power swallowed him up.
At that moment, the power of Michus's light illuminated the dark night like the sun. The image of a werewolf he transformed into looked even more powerful in the moonlight, and the golden light in his eyes was like a beacon, guiding his direction. The blood on his hand intertwined with the power of light, forming a powerful energy wave that rushed forward.
The outcome of this battle is obvious. The hallucination ability of Pisces Star Messenger is so insignificant in front of the power of blood and light of Michus.
Michus and Pisces were standing opposite each other, and the air between them seemed to be filled with tension and expectation. Michus, this heroic demigod, with firm and courageous eyes, faced the powerful Pisces envoy without fear.
Michus' fingers gently touched the hilt of the sword at his waist, and he felt the cold metal and mysterious magic power. He pulled out the sword with all his strength, and the sword emitted a dazzling light in the dark forest, seeming to speak of his unyielding will to fight. It was a huge sword, its blade was inlaid with stars, and its hilt was made of dragon scales, full of mysterious power.
When the Pisces envoy saw this, he smiled softly, and a water mirror suddenly appeared in his hand. The scene of thousands of troops and horses was reflected in the mirror, as if he wanted to suck the entire battlefield into it. He waved hard, and the images in the mirrors began to condense in the air, forming an indestructible phantom wall.
Michus was not afraid. He raised his sword high above his head and concentrated all his strength to strike at the phantom wall. The moment his sword touched the phantom wall, it emitted a dazzling light, and the light seemed to swallow up the entire world. In the end, his sword successfully penetrated the phantom wall and completely blocked the Pisces Angel's attack.
When the Pisces envoy saw this, he showed a surprised expression. He waved the water mirror in his hand and launched another attack. This time, his attacks became more intense and the phantom walls became stronger. However, Michus was not intimidated. He waved the sword in his hand, and every swing seemed to cut off all obstacles that blocked his progress. With his strong body, he traveled through the forest like a bolt of lightning, perfectly resisting every attack.
The battle between the two men intensified, their attacks and defenses interweaving into a magnificent spectacle. Every collision of swords was like a clash of metals, making a deafening sound. The release of each attack was like a carnival of power, tearing apart the surrounding air.
Mu Feng was taking the seriously injured Mu Dou Huang and quickly retreated to the rear of the army. Their route was blocked by a cold figure - that was the Aries Messenger, his eyes were shining with the light of stars, mysterious and majestic.
The Aries Angel's hands danced in the air, and strange plants grew out of his hands. Green vines, thorns, and big trees were like a miniature forest. He controlled these plants with unparalleled spiritual power, as if giving them life. He smiled, as if admiring his carefully crafted trap.
Mu Feng felt threatened by the Aries Angel, and he understood that they were trapped in an inescapable dilemma. He took a deep breath and held Qing Lei tightly with both hands. It was a long sword full of power, and the sword body flashed with cyan lightning. He raised his sword and rushed toward the sea of plants controlled by the Aries envoy.
The collision between Qing Lei and the plants caused a violent vibration. Mu Feng's swordsmanship was like the wind, sharp and decisive, cutting off the plants one by one. But the Aries envoy did not stop there. He gave these plants life with spiritual power. After being attacked, they not only did not wither, but launched a counterattack against Mu Feng.
The branches and leaves of the plants dance like snakes, winding towards the shepherd's wind. Mu Feng felt a burst of pressure and his pace became difficult. The wounds on his body began to ooze blood, but his eyes did not change. He still rushed forward firmly.
Green thunder roared in his hand, and the power of thunder and lightning surged on the sword. Mu Feng waved his sword and slashed at the Aries envoy's plants again and again. Every collision made him feel weak. But his eyes were full of determination and determination.
He knew he couldn't back down. He wants to protect Mu Douhuang and break the trap of the Aries Envoy. He will fight to the end.
In the fierce battle, the spiritual powers of Mu Feng and the Aries Angel collided with each other. Their eyes met, and each other's eyes were full of persistence and determination in fighting. This battle will determine their life or death.
With a flick of Mu Feng's finger, a faint green mist filled the air. This is the magical power given to him by the blue dragon blood flowing in his body. He uses Qi to control wood and wood to control grass. This is his talent and his responsibility.
In front of him, the Aries Star God, the legendary king of wood control, also showed his power at this moment. In the hands of the Aries Star God, a huge golden tree rises from the ground, its branches and leaves dance, exuding powerful vitality. This is his natal spirit tree and the source of his strength.
However, faced with the power of the Aries Star God, Mu Feng did not back down. He picked them up and turned the surrounding vegetation into weapons, such as spears, swords, giant shields... everything was born from nature, but they were indestructible.
The two people's power collided in the air, bursting out with bright light. Mu Feng's wood control technique is different from the Aries Star God's wood control technique. His power seems to be the source of life, giving the plants and trees the power of life. The Aries Star God's wood control technique is more like harnessing the power of nature to make trees grow according to his wishes.
At this moment, the Aries Star God's wood control technique was actually restrained by Mu Feng. His trees quickly withered under the power of Mu Feng, while Mu Feng's vegetation became more and more lush.
In an instant, the plants controlled by the Aries Star God suddenly lost their vitality, and they became yellow and withered. But Mu Feng was like the messenger of spring. The plants around him seemed to be summoned by him and began to grow and flourish rapidly. He is like an artist who controls life. He can make life dance between death and life with a single wave of the blue dragon flag.
