Mu Yu suddenly discovered that the Xihe divine blood flowing in his body had amazing power. This power was like a bright light, suddenly tearing open the ground, revealing a portal to the unknown world.
That is the secret place of the Eastern God lineage, a mysterious space that has been sealed for countless years. Under the activation of Mu Yu's Xihe divine bloodline, the space quickly cracked like a broken mirror, forming a huge space crack. An ancient and powerful force was released from the cracks and filled the air, as if carrying an ancient and distant majesty.
Then, the demon clan of Dongshen lineage appeared from the crack. They looked at Clark, who was chasing Mu Yu, with a sharp cold light in their eyes. Although their bodies are no different from ordinary people, each of them has powerful demonic power flowing through them. It is a kind of power derived from blood, ancient and mysterious.
A trace of vigilance flashed in the demon clan's eyes, and they felt the powerful aura emanating from Clark. But at the same time, they also saw the innate Xihe divine bloodline in Mu Yu, which was the symbol of their tribe and the hope of their tribe.
At this moment, Clark did not notice this sudden change. He stared at Mu Yu with all his concentration, the energy condensed in his hands kept rolling, and he violently attacked Mu Yu. However, at the moment when he was about to launch an attack, the group of demons from the Eastern God lineage suddenly took action. Their figures flashed like ghosts and instantly blocked Clark's attack.
A tall man stood in front of Mu Yu like a mountain. His body is as hard as steel, and his height and strength seem to be carefully crafted weapons, which is intimidating. His face was as deep as a thousand-year-old glacier, and his eyes were like blazing flames, burning with unyielding will.
Clark, the mysterious disciple of Odin, stood a few meters away, his eyes flashing with cold blue light. There was a powerful aura surrounding him, like an invisible storm, making people's hearts beat faster and their breathing quicken.
These two powerful forces collided in the air, triggering a shocking duel. The flames erupting from the man's body and Clark's cold blue light offset each other, forming a brilliant light. Their battle was like two evenly matched whirlwinds intersecting in mid-air, creating waves of air.
A blazing sword suddenly appeared in the man's hand, and like a meteor streaking across the night sky, it struck Clark violently with a blazing trajectory. Clark sneered, clasped his hands together, and a powerful magic circle formed in his hands, instantly neutralizing the man's attack.
Moravi stood firmly on the spot, facing the powerful white-haired woman from the Eastern God lineage. The woman was like a hermit on the top of a snow-capped mountain, mysterious and cold. Her body was a sky-moving crane, which gave her the ability to attack extremely quickly.
The white-haired woman has a slender figure, wearing a brocade-like fairy robe, as elegant as a fairy. There is an unearthly tranquility and indifference between her brows. Her true form, Tianquhe, is a crane with extremely high spirituality, giving her powerful attack capabilities and swiftness. Whenever she waved her arm, the Sky Crane would rush towards Moravi at an astonishing speed, like lightning piercing the silent night sky.
Moravi, as a warrior of the Western God lineage, was not afraid of this sudden attack. His eyes were as firm as iron, and he had no intention of backing down from the white-haired woman's attack. His figure moved quickly on the battlefield, skillfully dodging the attacks of Tianquhe again and again. He held the long sword tightly with both hands, and the tip of the sword slid down through the air. Every swing carried a strong power.
Two powerful creatures compete with each other on the battlefield, where their strength, speed, and wisdom are all brought into full play. Their battle is like a vivid picture, every attack and every dodge is like a beautiful painting, which makes people marvel.
The scene before him was beyond his expectation. The white-haired woman was so fast that no one could see clearly. Every time she dodges, she was like a nimble butterfly, light and elegant. Her movement seems to be completely unrestricted by physical rules, which is amazing. As for another tall man, his whole body was surrounded by blazing flames, as if the god of fire had come to the world. His physical strength was staggering. He seemed to ignore Clark's attack. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make him take a step back.
Clark's wind blade left white marks on his body, but it was still unable to break through his defense. His physical strength is comparable to steel, as if he can easily shake even mountains. The flame didn't seem to be an ordinary flame, but a flame with magical power. It could resist the attack of thunder and lightning and dissolve the power into the invisible.
Seeing that Mu Yu, with the help of the man and woman, seemed to be unable to subdue the opponent, Morowi and Clark felt helpless and could only choose to retreat temporarily. The two of them quickly retreated and disappeared into the night.
At this time, Mu Yu also saw their retreat. Although he felt a little unwilling, he also understood that the situation at this moment was no longer optimistic. He looked at the direction in which the two people were leaving, with a firm light shining in his eyes. He knew that this battle was not over, the struggle between them had just begun.
At this moment, Clark shattered the void and instantly evacuated the fierce battlefield. His departure was like a ray of light in the darkness, fleeting and leaving behind a silence. Moravi also turned into a wisp of lightning, pierced the sky, and fled quickly, leaving only a faint electric smell in the air.
During this thrilling battle, the tall man and the white-haired woman always stayed by Mu Yu's side, with firm eyes and no fear. They did not relax due to the departure of Clark and Morovi, but instead protected Mu Yu more closely. Their eyes were filled with determination to protect the people they loved.
The tall man stood firmly in front of Mu Yu, his broad back like a solid mountain wall. The white-haired woman stood beside Mu Yu, her slender fingers tightly grasping Mu Yu's arm, and her eyes scanned warily. All around. Every move they made was full of strength and determination, which was to protect Mu Yu's safety.
Although the enemy has left, their hearts are still tight because they know that this battle is only a short pause and greater challenges may be waiting for them in the future. But they had no fear, only firm determination and unwavering faith.
A red-haired boy was introducing his identity carelessly. His name is Ren Hua, and he is wearing a red sportswear, as if a ball of fire is burning in the air. His eyes sparkled with intelligence, as if he could remain optimistic and confident no matter where he was.
Ren Hua waved his arms and said enthusiastically: "Hello everyone, I am Ren Hua! I am Nezha's inherited disciple!" His words were full of confidence and pride, as if he had an important mission on his shoulders. .
Beside him stood a tall man named Yang Xian. He was tall and tall, wearing a black suit and looked steady and mysterious. There was a calm look on his face, as if he could remain calm and calm no matter what difficulties he encountered.
Yang Xian nodded slightly and said in a deep voice: "I am Yang Jian's inherited disciple, and my name is Yang Xian." His voice was low and magnetic, making people involuntarily pay attention to it.
Ren Hua and Yang Xian stood in the sun, and their figures became more distinct under the sunlight.
He had just encountered a joint attack by Clark and Morrowe. It was a life-or-death contest. However, at that moment, Yang Xian and Ren Hua took action.
Yang Xian, a man with eyes as sharp as an eagle, could not hide the perseverance and determination he exuded even though he was in a dark dungeon. He walked as fast as the wind, like a bolt of lightning piercing the darkness, and the sword in his hand was like a meteor in the night sky, piercing the enemy's defense line in an instant. Every time he swings his sword, he is like writing a heroic hymn, making his enemies tremble and making his friends feel at ease.
Ren Hua, a seemingly frail woman, showed great perseverance in times of crisis. Her fingers danced like strings, controlling the mysterious magical power. Every time a mantra is recited, an invisible force fills the air, surging in like a huge wave in the ocean, washing away the enemies in pieces. Her presence is like a ray of light in the darkness, pointing the way forward for everyone.
Their actions brought hope of life to Mu Yu, and also brought light to this dark dungeon. Their bravery and wisdom made Mu Yu feel sincerely happy. He looked at them with gratitude and admiration.
Mu Yu's eyes were as clear as autumn water, reflecting the man and woman in front of him. They stood in front of Mu Yu, like a pair of peaks standing in the wind, firm and powerful.
The man was eight feet tall, with broad shoulders and a broad back, like a mountain. His black hair was fluttering in the wind, and his eyes were as deep as the sea, flowing with endless wisdom and power. His face was as strong as iron, as if it had experienced countless years of baptism, carving out a rough beauty. His hands were broad and strong, hanging naturally at his sides, seemingly casual, but full of ready strength.
The woman was in stark contrast to him. Her figure is graceful, like a blooming flower, elegant and delicate. Her eyes were as clear as stars, shining with charming light. Her long hair flows like a waterfall and flutters in the wind, like a nimble fairy. Her lips were slightly raised, showing a faint smile, which made her already beautiful face even more attractive.
They stood there as if they were a pair of immortal couples walking out of a mural, perfect and harmonious. Their strength is at the peak of their biological realm. On this battlefield of gods, they are undoubtedly a powerful group of people. They stand side by side, like the combination of mountains and sea, full of endless charm and power.
Mu Yu watched them quietly, with an indescribable emotion welling up in his heart.
Deep in the battlefield of the gods, the once bustling and bright lineage of the Eastern Gods has now fallen into silence. This once great land is like a dim star, hidden in the depths of the void. In the long river of time, they waited silently, waiting for the arrival of the disciples of the great god Xi He, waiting for the moment when they could regain their former glory.
However, while they were waiting for a long time, an unknown force swept in silently like an undercurrent in the night. The defense line of the Eastern Gods collapsed instantly under the impact of unknown forces. Their originally peaceful life was shattered, and the once brilliant civilization was teetering on the edge of destruction.
Half of the inheritance of the great god Xihe, a treasure book that condensed the infinite wisdom and power of the great god, was also lost in this disaster. The people of the Dongshen lineage were trapped in the void. Their bodies and souls seemed to be swallowed by endless darkness, unable to break free.
Until that day, Mu Yu, the disciple of Xihe, arrived. Her arrival was like the dawn at dawn, illuminating the hearts of the people of the Dongshen lineage. She triggered the aura inherited by the Great God Xihe, allowing the lineage of the Eastern Gods that had been sealed in the void to reappear.
During those thousands of years, the power of the seal was like a sleeping giant, lying quietly in the endless river of history. This seal symbolizes the decline of the spiritual energy of the Eastern God lineage. It is like an insurmountable gap, isolating this once glorious ethnic group from the outside world.
On the other side of the seal, the older generation of frontier realm masters who were once powerful have turned into the dust of history. Their heroic backs have gradually become blurred under the erosion of time, and finally disappeared completely from the world. Their departure seemed to take away the souls of the entire Dongshen lineage, leaving only sad ruins and endless regrets.
However, on this side of the seal, the new force is still struggling tenaciously. Although none of them can break through the border realm, masters at the peak of their realm are no longer rare. They tried their best to break the invisible shackles and restore the glory of the Eastern God lineage. However, the power of the seal was too powerful, and they could only be defeated again and again, struggling to reach the peak of their lives with full hope, but unable to take the final step.
The existence of the seal is like an insurmountable gap, separating the past and the future of Dongshen's lineage. On the other side of the seal are the glories and regrets of the past; on the other side are the hopes and challenges of the future. However, no matter which end it is, the decline of the spiritual energy of Dongshen lineage is an unchangeable fact. This is a cruel reality and an unavoidable dilemma.
Among the leaders of the Dongshen lineage, the image of the Trinity is particularly eye-catching. First of all, Beicheng, a tall and mighty man, whose body is a red flaming bull, symbolizes strength and determination. His body was tall and muscular, as if every inch of his skin contained infinite power. He has a resolute face and a piercing gaze, as if all difficulties and challenges cannot shake his faith and determination.
Following closely behind is the white-haired woman Hongyan. Her true form is the Sky Crane, which symbolizes wisdom and strategy. She has an elegant figure and noble temperament, and her white robe sets off her freshness and refinement. Her face is calm and her eyes are deep, as if all the disturbances and wars cannot disturb her deep thinking and decision-making.
Finally, there is the middle-aged man Li Ru who looks like a military advisor. His body is the Taixuan Rabbit, which symbolizes agility and wit. He is of medium height but energetic, and his dark robes make him look calm and sophisticated. His eyes are sharp and his thinking is quick, as if all changes and crises cannot escape his foresight and response.
These three leaders, their existence is like the soul of Dongshen lineage, and their strength and wisdom are the pillars of Dongshen lineage. Their images are deeply engraved in the hearts of every tribesman of the Dongshen lineage, becoming their endless faith and hope.
Over the long years, the seal has been silent and stable, like a mountain, standing in front of all life. However, with the arrival of Mu Yu, the silent mountain began to shake slightly, which seemed to indicate the arrival of something. The runes on the seal began to flicker, and they traced mysterious tracks in the air, seeming to speak of ancient power.
As the tribe of the great god Xihe, the Dongshen lineage follows Mu Yu, who is the disciple of the god Xihe. They are powerful warriors and an ancient tribe. Their blood flows with loyalty to the great god Xihe and respect for Muyu. However, at this moment, they were attracted by the opening of the seal, and they needed to retreat to deal with the coming power.
Mu Yu stood in front of the seal, his eyes shining with determination. He knew that he could not rely on anyone but himself. He took a deep breath, feeling the ancient power in the air, and then slowly stepped into the seal.
Within the seal is a whole new world. Mu Yu could feel that the surroundings were full of powerful forces. These powers came from the ancient times and were bestowed by the great god Xihe. He stood there, filled with awe and determination, knowing that he must guide this force in the right direction.
, finally awakened the Eastern God lineage that had been sleeping for thousands of years. However, as the seal was released, a palpitating feeling of emptiness came over me. The Xihe inheritance that should have existed has now disappeared without a trace.
A trace of firmness and determination flashed in Mu Yu's eyes. He knew that his mission was not accomplished. He needs to find the lost Xihe inheritance and rejuvenate the Dongshen lineage. In this process, there are still many unknown dangers and mysteries waiting for him to uncover.
Thousands of years ago, the Eastern God lineage encountered a sudden attack. Those murderers were like ghosts in the dark night, appearing on the altar without warning, putting the entire Dongshen lineage into a deep sleep. To this day, the identity of those murderers remains a mystery. Mu Yu needs to uncover this mystery and seek justice for the Dongshen lineage.
This is a journey full of challenges and unknowns. But Mu Yu had faith, courage, and determination in his heart. He knows that this is his responsibility and his mission. With these beliefs, he will embark on a journey to find Xihe's inheritance, uncover the truth from thousands of years ago, and recover everything lost for the Dongshen lineage.
