Before the echo of the gunfire completely dissipated, Mu Yu was suddenly pinned to the ground by a powerful force. His body fell limply, being restrained in a space where he could not move. His eyes were full of shock and unwillingness, which was something he had never encountered before.
However, Mu Yu did not give up. His eyes shone with determination. He clapped his hands on the ground, and a blazing flame instantly rose from his palms. It was his true sun fire. The fire was blazing, illuminating the dark place as bright as day. The fiery red color is like burning hope, everlasting.
Just as Mu Yu was using all his strength to drive the True Fire of the Sun to sweep out, the Underworld Ghost King's body as huge as a mountain emerged from the darkness. He punched Mu Yu, and it was an irresistible force, like the roaring waves of the angry sea, showing its endless power.
The Ghost King's power collided with Mu Yu's True Sun Fire, causing a deafening loud noise. The strong shock wave spread instantly, burning the surrounding air. Huge cracks opened on the ground, and Mu Yu's body was violently knocked out, drawing a parabola in the air before falling heavily to the ground.
Despite suffering such a heavy blow, Mu Yu did not give up. He struggled to stand up and roared at the Ghost King of the Underworld with all his strength: "I will not lose!" His voice was full of determination and determination, like a heart of stone.
Suddenly, a blazing sword light suddenly flashed across and rushed straight towards Mu Yu. He was unprepared and was caught off guard by this sudden attack. The sword flashed, leaving another deep wound on his wound that had not fully recovered. Blood spurted out, dyeing his clothes red and stinging Ji Hexuan's eyes.
Mu Yu's figure was shaking under Clark's attack, and he was about to be penetrated. At that moment, the air seemed to freeze and time seemed to stand still. However, just when I thought Mu Yu would die in this battle, a silver light flashed across the sky in an instant.
It was a flying sword. It came through the air and made a strong sword roar. At the critical moment, it stood in front of Mu Yu and forcefully received Clark's attack. The flying sword's blade buzzed under the impact, but it never broke. And that power also successfully blocked Clark's fatal blow for Mu Yu.
At this time, Ji Hexuan came galloping over, a trace of anger flashing in her eyes. She quickly flashed in front of Clark, gathered her energy in one palm, and hit him hard. Clark was caught off guard and was knocked back several steps. He looked at Ji Hexuan in surprise. At this time, Mu Yu also slowly stood up from the ground, his eyes shining with determination. At this moment, Ji Hexuan and Mu Yu stood side by side, their eyes full of determination and determination. They knew that this battle was far from over.
The clouds in the sky rolled like a boiling ocean. The thunder was like the roar of the gods, continuous and shocking. Bolts of lightning pierced the sky, painting a magnificent picture in the sky like a painting.
Moravi, the once famous demon on the mainland, appeared again at this moment. Demonic energy rolled around his body, his face twisted, and he rushed towards Ji Hexuan's direction. His eyes were full of madness and murderous intent. It was obvious that he was prepared this time and was ready to completely destroy Ji Hexuan.
However, just when he was about to approach Ji Hexuan, a colorful light suddenly fell from the sky. It was a colorful stone that exuded a mysterious light, like an artifact falling from the sky. It broke through the air and hit Morovi directly on the head.
Morowe's expression changed drastically. He did not expect that such a change would occur at this critical moment. He hurriedly waved the wand in his hand, trying to resist the attack of the multicolored stone. However, the stone seemed to have endless power, and it penetrated directly through Morovi's wand and hit him.
A young girl stands in the center, her eyes shining with determination. She held a colorful sacred stone in her hand. The stone seemed to be alive, constantly beating and pulsing, emitting colorful light.
She stared forward with a deep concentration, as if all her energy and strength were poured into this colorful sacred stone. Her fingers gently slid across the surface of the stone, feeling like she was touching a living, delicate skin. Then she began chanting an ancient incantation that no one could understand.
As her voice echoed in the air, the entire palace began to shake. It was a deep and powerful vibration, like the earth was shaking. Then, a colorful ray of light shot out from the colorful sacred stone. It was a brilliant and mysterious light that made people dare not look directly.
This light penetrated the palace wall, shot into the endless void, and then suddenly exploded, forming a huge energy ball. This energy ball is like a planet about to explode, with the power to destroy everything surging in it.
The girl stared closely at the energy ball, with no expression on her face, as if everything was as expected. Then, she gently waved the colorful sacred stone in her hand. The stone was like a remote control, controlling the movement of the energy ball.
As the energy ball continued to move and expand, it finally hit Morovi, the powerful enemy. For a moment, the whole world fell silent, as if all sounds were swallowed up by the collision. Then, when the energy ball exploded, all the sounds returned. It was the roar of destruction, the sound of the world being torn apart.
The girl stood there, her face covered with sweat, but her eyes were full of satisfaction and pride. She knew she had done everything she could.
Her name is Pele. She is a divine disciple of Nuwa among the Chinese divine disciples. She has inherited the gift of Nuwa and possesses powerful power rarely seen in the world. Her body is as agile as the wind, and her flowing clothes have a mysterious brilliance, just like a work of art, unique and eye-catching.
Morovi, the enemy with powerful attack power, launched an attack on Pele. He is as powerful as a mountain and as powerful as a tiger, making him irresistible. However, Pele did not show the slightest fear. Her eyes were full of firmness and determination, like the most dazzling star, shining with determination no matter when and where.
In her hand, she held a multicolored stone that was like the source of life. This multicolored stone is both offensive and defensive, and seems to have endless power. When Morovi's attack came, Pele waved the colorful stone, and the powerful force drew an elegant arc in the air, like a rainbow across the sky, which made people marvel.
The colorful ribbons are flying, that is Pele's unique skill. Her ribbons are like agile butterflies, dancing gracefully and attacking the enemy. Every swing brings strong wind, making it impossible for the enemy to resist. When the ribbon collides with Morovi's attack, the shock wave generated is like the calm before the storm, which makes people feel in awe.
Pere's figure floats on the battlefield, like a flower blooming in the strong wind, tough and unyielding. Her colorful stones and ribbons sparkled in the sun, as if her war song was sung throughout the battlefield. Facing the powerful Morovi, Pele did not flinch, but stepped forward with more determination.
There was a smile on her face, a sign of disdain for the challenge and confidence in her abilities. She met Morovi's attack with grace and determination. Her figure dodged during the attack, and the colorful stones and ribbons in her hands struck back with thunderous force.
Moravi, wearing a jet-black armor and an eagle-shaped helmet, with a cold light shining in his eyes. His hands tightly grasped a huge battle axe, and each swing carried a destructive force. However, facing Pele's colorful stones, he seemed a little powerless. Under Pele's control, the stone seemed to be alive, constantly spinning in the air and emitting colorful lights, as if mocking Morovi's helplessness.
Peile, wearing a gorgeous robe, held a purple gem in his hand, and his eyes revealed a mysterious light. He kept moving his body, skillfully dealing with Morovi's attacks, and preparing a fatal blow at the same time. Under his control, the multicolored stone was like a meteor streaking across the night sky, rushing towards Moravi with the power of destroying everything.
The entire battlefield was shaken by the battle between the two, and the wind stirred up sand and dust, forming small tornadoes. Pere shuttles freely among them, her figure is as graceful as a fairy descending to earth, while Morovi is as fierce as an evil spirit possessing her. The battle between the two is like a dance in a storm, both beautiful and dangerous.
In the end, Pele defeated Morovi with a precise counterattack. Her multicolored stone cut through the sky like a shooting star, accurately hitting Morovi's weak point. Morovi's body rolled several times in the air, and then fell hard to the ground.
Amidst the deafening noise, the fierce battle between Morovi and Pele was in full swing. The two shuttled through the narrow space with fast movements and sharp moves. It felt like a huge steel fist waving in the air.
Seeing that the colorful stone was about to hit Morowi, he was even ready to withstand the fatal blow. However, at this critical moment, a blue-haired boy suddenly appeared on the battlefield. He was wearing a set of exquisite silver armor and a flowing cloak on his back, giving him an extremely chic look. His eyes were as dazzling as gold and extremely cold.
The young man held a silver sword in his hand, and the sword exuded a faint light. Without any hesitation, he slashed at Peile's colorful stone with his sword. The sword was like a piercing wind, instantly cutting through the air, forming a bright silver beam of light. The beam collided with the colorful stone and made a deafening noise.
The entire cave was shaking, as if it was about to collapse. Dust was everywhere, and vision became blurry. When everything returned to calm, the young man was seen standing alone in the field, and Peile's colorful stone was broken into pieces.
Ji Hexuan and Pei Le's expressions changed at the same time. They had recognized each other's identity. The disciple of Brahma who led this Tianzhu operation, Lei Yin, actually appeared in person. His figure looked mysterious and majestic in the moonlight, like an untouchable god.
Lei Yin's face was calm, his eyes were like lightning, and he carried a kind of majesty that could not be ignored. He stretched out a hand and seemed to stroke it gently in the void. Then, a powerful force surged out from his fingers and swept towards Ji Hexuan and Pei Le.
In front of this force, the air seemed to freeze and time seemed to slow down. Ji Hexuan and Pei Le could only watch helplessly as the force rushed toward them like a violent beast.
However, at this moment, Ji Hexuan's eyes flashed with firmness and determination. She held the Xuanyuan Sword tightly with both hands. The sword shone brightly in the moonlight, as if it was alive. She attacked Lei Yin with all her strength. The force was as violent as a tiger descending a mountain, with unstoppable momentum.
Peile did not flinch. He followed closely and used his own strength to fight against Lei Yin with Ji Hexuan. Their attacks collided with Lei Yin's power, creating a huge shock wave. The air was torn apart in an instant, forming a huge storm.
A dark shadow flashed in the air, it was the mysterious and majestic Demon-Subduing Pestle. It was like a meteor in the night sky, swift and direct, striking hard at its target - Mu Yu. Its speed was so fast that the surrounding air seemed to be torn apart, forming an invisible wall of wind that pushed everything around it away.
At the same time, the ground began to shake, like thousands of horses galloping, and a huge force surged out from the ground. Momolaka, the disciple of the Earth Dragon God, emerged from the earth. His body was made of fine iron and was extremely strong. His eyes shone with a cold light, as if he had seen through Mu Yu's every weakness.
Momoraka waved his arm, and a powerful energy surged out from his fingertips, turning into sharp blades and attacking Mu Yu. His movements were precise and ruthless, showing no mercy.
Faced with this sudden double attack, Mu Yu did not flinch. He clenched the long hammer in his hand, exuding an awe-inspiring aura. His eyes were as firm as iron. Faced with the coming attack, he chose to face it head-on.
Bang bang bang! A deafening roar erupted in the air. The Fumo pestle collided with Mu Yu's hammer, and a powerful energy shock wave erupted. Momoraka's attack also followed closely. For a time, Mu Yu was in a desperate situation, with his life and death uncertain.
is launching an attack on Moraka. His figure became increasingly blurry in the heavy rain, but the beast-like tension became stronger and stronger.
He was like an eagle descending from the sky, aiming at Molaka, and then swooped down with thundering force. His fist burned with blazing flames, like a meteor that cut through the dark sky and hit Moraka directly. However, Moraka did not show any fear, and the demon pestle in his hand began to shine with golden light, which was a mysterious and powerful power.
The demon pestle was like a bottomless black hole, absorbing all Mu Yu's attacks. No matter how violent the thunder was or how ferocious the rain was, they could not shake Moraka even one bit. His body seemed to have turned into an indestructible mountain, standing firm despite the wind and rain.
However, after withstanding Mu Yu's attack, Moraka's counterattack was as fierce as a violent storm. His fists and feet were like two irresistible torrents, rushing towards Mu Yu. But Mu Yu did not flinch, he gritted his teeth and fought back with the same force. Every time their fists and feet intersect, it will cause a shock in the space.
This is an extremely fierce duel, a collision of strength and a contest of wills. Although Morojia was able to absorb Mu Yu's thunder power, he was no match for Mu Yu in terms of fists and kicks. This battle is still going on, and the outcome is still unpredictable.
Clark stood in the wind, staring closely at the target ahead - Mu Yu. An uncontrollable excitement surged in his heart. This was a goal he had been pursuing for a long time, an opportunity that could bring him supreme glory. He couldn't give up, he had to persevere.
His fingers lightly traced through the void, as if playing a symphony of death. In an instant, the water vapor in the air began to condense and turned into countless ice spears, falling from the sky like icy meteors. Each ice spear was filled with sharp cold air and Clark was filled with murderous intent as it shot towards Mu Yu.
However, at this critical moment, a huge bronze tripod suddenly rose from the ground and blocked Mu Yu's path. The cauldron seemed to have infinite power and instantly blocked all the ice spears. The bronze tripod swayed under the impact of the ice spear, but it always stood firm, like an unyielding warrior.
Clark was stunned, he had not expected such a change at all. There was a flash of shock in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by firm determination. He took a deep breath, knowing that although this attack was blocked, it did not mean the end. He must be more cautious and alert, because his goal is still ahead and he cannot give up just yet.
Suddenly, the cauldron seemed to be ignited with life, and blazing fire shot out from the cauldron, illuminating every inch of the surrounding space. It was an otherworldly light, with burning heat, power, and endless majesty.
The fire light streaked across the night sky, like a shooting star piercing the darkness, shocking people's hearts. The fire of the cauldron seemed to give life to the entire area, making the space come alive. The blazing flames were like thousands of fierce horses, breaking free from their restraints and running wildly across the field, reflecting everything like a dream.
At this time, the sky fire came to the world, pouring down from the cracks in the dome, as if it was the anger of God, hitting the figure named Clark. Clark stood in the firelight, his face firm and calm, as if he had already foreseen all this. He did not flinch or escape, but chose to face this force head-on.
Skyfire fell on Clark and instantly enveloped him in flames. The flame seemed to have the power to burn everything, but Clark was unharmed. He closed his eyes tightly, as if he was feeling the power of the flames and listening to the sound of the flames.
At this moment, Clark is like a giant standing in the wind and rain. He is not afraid because he knows that only by experiencing life and death can he understand the true meaning of life.
