Against the backdrop of the moonlight, Ren Hua's figure looked particularly distorted, yet full of power. His body was wrapped in blood-red flames, and the flames seemed to spurt out from the depths of his soul, crazy and hot. His eyes sparkled with burning desire, the desire for strength and the anticipation of challenge.
His hands were clenched into fists, as if he was suffering great pain, and as if he was trying his best to control the violent power. Every breath he took was like the hot wind blowing through the desert, and the breath he exhaled seemed to ignite the fire in the air.
Ren Hua's body, illuminated by the blood-red flames, looked like a volcano, violent and hot. He rushed towards Tsukiyomi with a reckless attack and a determination to destroy everything. His figure drew a bloody trail in the moonlight, which was his determination, his courage, and his madness.
Tsukiyomi looked at Ren Hua who was rushing towards him. A trace of panic flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by coldness. He knew this was a battle he couldn't escape. He straightened up his sword, preparing to meet Ren Hua's attack.
The blood-red flames burning around Ren Hua were like a strange will-o'-the-wisp, flickering in the wind, illuminating his determined face. The flame seemed to give him strength, making his figure appear tall and mighty in the moonlight. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and with an indescribable determination, he pierced towards his opponent, Tsukiyomi Ming.
Tsukiyomi Ming, this mysterious and powerful enemy, did not show any fear in the face of Ren Hua's approach. Instead, his face shone with a light of expectation, as if he was admiring the storm caused by his own hands. His figure was erratic in the moonlight, sometimes turning into a shadow, and sometimes appearing in front of Ren Hua. Every movement carried an invisible sense of oppression.
The battle between the two unfolded in this quiet night. Every collision is like the intersection of two giant currents, causing thrilling waves. Ren Hua's blood-red flames collided with Tsukiyomi Ming's invisible force, tearing the air apart and creating a strong explosion.
Ren Hua's movements were as fast as lightning. He was wrapped in flames like a god of fire, rushing toward Tsukiyomi with the force of a strong wind. His hands crossed the void, bringing up afterimages, and struck Tsukuyomi Ming quickly and accurately. Tsukiyomi Ming responded in his own unique way. He danced flexibly and skillfully defused Ren Hua's attack. His eyes were as deep as the sea, shining with a playful light, as if he was enjoying Ren Hua's attack.
The battle intensified, and the two figures intertwined under the moonlight, too fast for anyone to capture. Their powers kept colliding, and the bursts of energy fluctuations were heart-stopping. This is a showdown of pure strength without any fancy, and it is also a battle of spirit.
The determination and determination in Ren Hua's eyes became more intense, and he understood that this was a life-and-death battle. He turned the fear, pain and even fatigue in his heart into motivation to push him forward. He understands that only by passing this test can he truly transform.
Tsukiyomi Ming's expression also became serious, and he saw Ren Hua's determination and perseverance. This battle is both a challenge and an opportunity for him. He needs to find the answer he wants from Ren Hua, and Ren Hua also needs to find a breakthrough from him.
Finally, Ren Hua let out a thundering roar while being enveloped in blood-red flames. His body instantly turned into a ray of light and rushed towards Tsukiyomi with an unstoppable force. Tsukuyomi Ming did not flinch, he rushed towards Ren Hua's light.
The two collided completely under the moonlight, and their strength, will, and determination all reached their peak at this moment. Their figures intertwined, separated, and intertwined again in the moonlight. The battle had come to an end, but their duel was not.
At that moment, Ren Hua was no longer just a man with three heads and six arms. His body was covered in countless bloody flames. These flames seemed to be alive, twisting and rolling to form countless huge arms. His posture is powerful and mysterious, like a burning fire god, challenging Tsukiyomi with endless enthusiasm and power.
Tsukiyomi Ming, this mysterious figure with the moon as his totem, faced this sea of burning flames, but there was no fear or panic on his face. On the contrary, his eyes shone coldly in the night, as if he had seen through the emptiness of it all. He waved the moon scepter in his hand and guided his flaming arms towards him with irresistible momentum.
Fire and cold moon, two completely different forces collided on this mysterious night. The explosion was like the sky and the earth cracking apart, deafening. The flames and moonlight intertwined to form a huge fire tornado, swallowing up everything around it. The scorching flames and the cold moonlight competed fiercely in this space, setting off waves of astonishing energy storms.
Ren Hua's body was swaying in the energy storm, but his eyes were as firm as iron. He seemed to have turned into a phoenix of fire, rushing towards Tsukuyomi with incomparable determination and courage. His figure became blurred in the intertwining of moonlight and flames, until finally it turned into a ray of fire, breaking through this mysterious night.
At this moment, Ren Hua no longer just had three heads and six arms, he transformed into a flaming god, tightly wrapping Tsukuyomi's life with countless bloody flame arms.
Suddenly, a powerful energy burst out from Tsukiyomi's whole body, just like the bright moon suddenly breaking through the clouds at night. It was a bright and scorching power that made it impossible to look directly at it. His body seemed to have become an active energy source, and invisible power spread around, forming a powerful aura.
At the same time, Ren Hua's arms were blown off one by one by Tsukiyomi's energy like branches in a strong wind. The blood splashed from the severed arm evaporated instantly under the impact of energy, leaving only the shrill screams echoing in the air. Every time an arm is blown off, it seems to be a silent declaration of Tsukuyomi's power and ruthlessness.
Their battle was fierce and terrifying, and every collision was like a landslide, causing the world around them to tremble. Tsukuyomi Ming's face always maintained that calmness and calmness, as if all this was expected by him. Ren Hua had a look of pain and fear on his face. His arm was blown off and his body was shaken by the energy, but he could not resist Tsukiyomi's attack.
The God of Fire and the God of Water broke the restriction of the Nine Dragon God's fire shield and swept in like two huge storms of power. Their target, Ren Hua, stood in the center of the Hall of Valor, facing attacks from two mythical powers, his eyes full of determination and determination.
Fire God Loki, his body seems to be made of pure flames, and his eyes are like hot coals, glowing with fierce fire. He rushed towards Ren Hua, with every step carrying a wave of scorching fire, as if even the coldness of the Hall of Valor had become warmed by the heat of the flames. He raised his hand, and a red fireball flew out from his palm and shot straight towards Ren Hua.
At the same time, the water goddess Otina, her figure is like flowing water, her face is beautiful and solemn. Her eyes were filled with calm water, and she looked at Ren Hua as if she could see through his soul. With a flick of her finger, a column of crystal water flew out from her fingertips, speeding towards Ren Hua like a smart snake.
The restriction of the Kowloon Divine Fire Shield has been broken, and Ren Hua is facing unprecedented pressure.
At this time, Ren Hua had completely fallen into an uncontrollable state of madness. A powerful force surged in his body, which was a bloody flame. It was like a beast trapped in a cage, eager to break free and do whatever it wanted.
The flame seemed to be alive, rolling and dancing, roaring like a giant dragon inside Ren Hua's body. It spurted out from inside his body and turned into a bloody river, flying and speeding in the air, impacting all the forces that blocked it. It was a desire to destroy, a madness that swallowed everything.
The river of blood violently hit those gods. The God of Fire, the God of Water, and the Moon Goddess, these characters who existed in legends, are now facing Ren Hua's bloody flames in horror. The flame is so hot that it seems to be able to burn even gods; the flame is so cold that it can freeze all life.
The power of the God of Fire and the God of Water seemed so fragile under the impact of the blood river, like a candle in a storm that could be blown out at any time. The mysterious power of Tsukiyomi seems powerless in front of this violent river of blood. His eyes of Tsukiyomi cannot resist this crazy power.
At this moment, Ren Hua was like a demon, his bloody flames shrouding everything in darkness.
In a sea of bloody flames, the God of Water and the God of Fire stood heroically, their powers converging into a bright light that illuminated the entire fiery space. However, in this violent sea of fire, they became weaker and weaker, and were gradually swallowed up by the rolling river of blood.
Ren Hua's clothes were in tatters and his face was pale and stern. He stood in the river of blood, as if he was its master. He stared at the Water God and the Fire God with crazy and cold eyes, and although his body was shaking in pain, he did not flinch.
His hands crossed the blood river, leaving behind strange runes. At the cost of pain, he kept driving the blood river to impact Yue Yue. His power was transmitted through the river of blood, forming an unstoppable torrent.
Every time he got hurt, his eyes became crazier. His laughter echoed in the space, full of madness and ridicule. He is like a persistent artist who paints thrilling pictures with his own blood, letting people see his madness and determination.
Even though the Gods of Water and Fire were powerful, they were powerless in the face of the craziness of the Blood River. They struggled, but the rolling river of blood seemed to be alive, swallowing them mercilessly.
Ren Hua's body was trembling in pain, and his strength was draining away, but he was like a cold monarch, driving the river of blood mercilessly. His heart is full of determination and belief, and he will never flinch even in the face of death.
Finally, the river of blood struck Tsukuyomi Ming. It was an irresistible force, Ren Hua's determination and madness. In the bloody flames, the battle between Ren Hua and the God of Water and God of Fire reached a climax.
During the fierce battle, Ren Hua looked solemn. He waved the Blood River, which was a boiling river full of endless power. The God of Fire and the God of Water, these two ancient gods, look even more majestic and inviolable under the reflection of this river of blood.
Ren Hua suddenly recited the mantra, and the blood river rolled instantly, forming a huge lotus shape. It was the Nine-turn Golden Lotus, one of the most mysterious magical weapons in the world. As soon as this golden lotus emerged, the whole world was filled with a sacred aura, and even time seemed to stand still.
He looked at the two gods in front of him and waved his arm without hesitation, throwing it towards the Nine Turns Golden Lotus. At this moment, his body seemed to become more unreal, but his eyes were full of determination and determination.
Nourished by the blood of Ren Hua's broken arm, the Nine-Turn Golden Lotus bloomed even more brilliantly, as if to illuminate the whole world. Then, it exploded instantly with unstoppable power.
In that intense flash, the gods of fire and water were swallowed up. In the face of the powerful force, their bodies became like a lonely boat swaying in the strong wind and waves. Their strength, their divine power, and their lives were all swallowed up by this force.
The powerful shock wave caused a disaster on the ground. The entire ground was shaking, large areas of the ground were exploded, and dust covered the sky and the sun. The moment their power dissipated, the gods of fire and water fell to the ground like kites with broken strings. Their life and death are no longer certain.
Ren Hua's figure was like a strong wind, moving firmly through the darkness of the night. His body had suffered serious injuries, and every step left deep blood marks. His smile became twisted and crazy, like a madman tortured by pain, without any regard for his own safety.
His clothes were soaked with blood, the muscles on his body were twisted by painful spasms, and every inch of his skin was filled with severe pain that penetrated into his bones. However, none of these could stop his determination to move towards Tsukiyomi. His eyes were firm and resolute, like a berserker who saw his goal, and no obstacle could derail him.
Although his steps were heavy, every step was full of strength. His wild laughter echoed in the night air, like a curse, shaking the lives around him. He held a blood-stained dagger in his hand, which was his challenge to Tsukiyomi's fate and his resistance to fate.
Ren Hua is no longer the carefree boy. He has grown into a warrior determined to challenge fate in this cruel battle. His wild laughter is full of anticipation for the future and excitement for challenges. He knows that his goal is ahead, and he must face this challenge with the greatest determination and courage.
Although he was seriously injured, his eyes were more determined than ever. He knew that he had paid a huge price, but he had no regrets. Because he knows that only by paying these prices can he truly get close to his goal and truly challenge Tsukiyomi.
Ren Hua's wild laughter echoed in the night. Ren Hua's back was like a majestic mountain, and his figure stood motionless in the strong wind. His black magic pattern seemed to be given life, slowly spreading behind him, like dark vines, entwining around his head, wrapping it into a mysterious black totem. It was an ancient magic, a power from hell, which awakened in him, making him become so weird and terrifying under the moonlight.
Ren Hua's eyes were like two blazing flames, hot and violent. His face was covered in black lines, making him look like a demon from hell. Behind him, the blood-red flames erupted like a volcano, feverish and blazing. They surged behind him, as if they wanted to swallow the whole world. These flames danced behind him, like countless arms, stretching, twisting, and waving, forming a terrifying and spectacular sight.
Those flames, like countless fingers, suddenly stretched out in the direction of Tsukiyomi. They danced in the air, as if they were waving a huge magic sword, with endless power and anger. It was a roar of hell, a display of strength, and an unyielding resistance.
Tsukiyomi looked at this demon from hell, his heart filled with fear. He knew that this was a force he could not resist. He tried to struggle, but the flames were already close at hand. He felt the heat and the threat of death. His heartbeat quickened and his soul trembled. He knew that he could no longer escape the attack of this demon from hell.
The flames behind Ren Hua were like a bloody craze, violently attacking Tsukiyomi. At that moment, it was as if the whole world was plunged into an endless sea of fire. It was a flame from hell, an irresistible force.
Tsukuyomi no longer seems powerless under Ren Hua's fierce attack. His body was hit hard by that powerful force, and every step seemed difficult and heavy. His face was as pale as a ghost, and there was an unbelievable look in his eyes. It was a powerful enemy he had never encountered before.
Ren Hua, this usually gentle and low-key man, turned into a ferocious beast at this moment, and his physical strength was staggeringly powerful. Every punch and every kick he threw carried the power to destroy everything. The densely packed face on Tsukiyomi's body was originally his proud work, but now it looks so fragile under Ren Hua's attack.
The face cracked under Ren Hua's power, like a broken mirror, each piece reflecting Tsukuyomi's fear and frustration. His body trembled under Ren Hua's attack, which was a kind of fear coming from the depths of his soul. He couldn't understand why this mortal, whom he usually regarded as an ant, had such powerful power.
Ren Hua's eyes were as cold as ice, and every attack he made was firm and decisive. He seems to have seen through all Tsukuyomi's moves, and can avoid Tsukuyomi's attack just right every time, but Tsukiyomi cannot stop his attack.
Tsukuyomi finally understood that he had lost this battle. He lost to this man he once looked down upon, and his pride and confidence were completely shattered at this moment. He looked at the broken face, which was his reflection and his failure. He couldn't believe this fact, but the reality before him forced him to accept it.
Ren Hua's eyes revealed deep determination and determination. He knew that this was his chance. He no longer held back, and every attack was carried with the determination to kill. He knew that this was his fateful battle and he couldn't lose.
Tsukuyomi struggled under Ren Hua's attack, but that was meaningless. His power has been completely destroyed by Ren Hua, and he can no longer resist Ren Hua's attack. His body trembled under Ren Hua's attacks, and every punch made him feel dizzy.
In the end, Ren Hua's final blow severely damaged Tsukuyomi. Tsukuyomi fell to the ground, his body unable to move. His eyes were full of despair and fear, and he knew that he had lost. His pride, his self-confidence, and his strength were all completely destroyed by Ren Hua at this moment.
