The Jiuli tribe stands like a mountain. They are majestic in appearance and resolute in face, as if they are the toughest warriors in the world. Their eyes were firm and shining with unyielding light, which was their desire for battle and their confidence in victory. Their muscles looked stronger in the sunlight, which were the marks left by countless battles and were proof of their strength.
Suddenly, there was a loud thunder-like sound from the sky, that was the Chinese military force coming to help! Lei Zu came, wearing golden armor and carrying thunder on his back. When he appeared, he was like a god of thunder descending to earth, shocking all directions. His figure is tall and mighty, and every movement is full of power and majesty.
The Jiutian Yingyuan Universal Transformation Heavenly Lord, Yan Xiao, also appeared at this critical moment. He has a solemn face and deep eyes, as if he can penetrate all illusions and look directly at the truth of the world. He holds a golden scepter in his hand, which is the source of his strength and the proof of his faith.
At this moment, the color of the world changed, and the war was about to break out. The allied forces of Jiuli and Huaxia launched an unprecedented melee with the Western gods. Swords and swords flashed, thunder and lightning flashed, and flesh and blood flew everywhere. It was a battle that tested courage and strength. It was a battle that decided fate.
Just when the war in China resumed, a bolt of lightning pierced the sky, and the gods from the nine heavens descended on the world. That was Lei Zu, the Nine Heavens Ying Yuan Universal Transformation Heavenly Lord, the representative of China's fighting power. He wore a golden battle armor and held the Thunder Hammer in his hand. Every time he swung it, he was accompanied by the roar of thunder and lightning. His arrival brought new hope to the land of China.
Yan Xiao, the guardian of China, used the melee as a stage to show his unparalleled strength. His eyes are firm and his figure is strong. Every attack is like a bolt of lightning, cutting through the darkness and illuminating the road ahead. He is the soul of China and the pride of the Jiuli people.
The war is imminent, and the collision between China and the Western gods will determine the fate of the world. This is not only a showdown of strength, but also a collision of beliefs. They protect their beliefs in their own way. Whether it is the mysterious runes of China or the mysterious power of the Western gods, they all come together at this moment to form an irresistible force.
In this war, there is no absolute winner and no permanent loser. Only unyielding faith, firm determination and undying courage can lead them to victory. This is a battle full of passion and blood, and it is also a challenge to faith and destiny.
In this battle, the Jiuli tribe and the Chinese allied forces showed amazing combat power. They are not afraid of powerful enemies, not afraid of life and death. For their homeland and for their beliefs, they fight hard and build an indestructible line of defense with their flesh and blood.
Leizu took the lead. He swung the hammer of thunder, and every time it fell, it was accompanied by lightning and thunder, which was unparalleled in power. Jiutian Yingyuan Puhua Tianzun was wandering in the battle formation, his scepter released golden light, blessing his comrades with strength and dispelling the darkness.
Although the Western Gods are powerful, they are gradually showing their decline due to the stubborn resistance of the Jiuli tribe and the Chinese allied forces. This melee is not only a collision of strength, but also a contest of courage and wisdom. Every attack and every defense is a challenge to life and death and a fight against fate.
In this magnificent battle, the bravery and fearlessness of the Jiuli people and the Chinese allied forces were fully demonstrated. They used their actions to prove a sentence: Courage can conquer everything! The Western gods also deeply realized the power of China's combat power in this battle.
Under the sky, heavenly beings reappear, like stars descending into the world, shining with mysterious light. Their figures are ethereal and specious, as if they are from another world. Their appearance caused the entire world to change color, and an invisible force filled the air, making people feel endless majesty and oppression.
People from the Nether Tribe also appeared one after another. They came quietly like ghosts, with cunning smiles on their faces, as if they were plotting something. Their appearance undoubtedly added fuel to the dispute and made the whole situation more complicated.
And those former enemies also appeared one after another. Their eyes were full of resentment and malice, as if they wanted to settle all grievances. Their appearance made the whole scene more tense, and there was a chilling atmosphere in the air.
Let’s dance together! Xingtian, Dongfang Qingtian and others stepped forward, holding heavy weapons and standing majestically on the battlefield. Their momentum was like a rainbow, as if it could shake the heaven and the earth. They faced many enemies without fear, only with firm belief and fearless courage.
As the battle unfolded, the whole scene became more tragic. There were flashes of swords and shadows, flesh and blood flying everywhere, as if the whole world was trembling. But Xingtian Dongfang Qingtian and others became more and more courageous as they fought. Their power was endless and they seemed to be able to defeat all enemies one by one.
In the end, after a fierce battle, Xingtian Dongfang Qingtian and others finally won. They stood on the battlefield, standing proudly like gods. And those enemies who were once arrogant and domineering were reduced to ashes in this battle.
In the boundless sky, a dazzling light burst out of the sky, and heavenly beings reappeared. Their figures are as ethereal as smoke, as if they are one with the heaven and earth, and coexist with all things. Their eyes are as deep as the sea, as if they can understand all the truths in the world. Their power is boundless, and they seem to be able to control all cycles of life and death.
At the same time, the Nether Clan also appeared quietly, their figures hidden in the darkness, with a strange and powerful aura. They are like messengers of the night, quietly coming to the world with prophecies of death and destruction. Their appearance undoubtedly added an invisible flame to this already turbulent dispute.
Then, those enemies who had a bloody feud with the protagonist also appeared one after another. Their faces were filled with malice and hatred, and their eyes were blazing with the flames of vengeance. They are like venomous snakes, spitting out ferocious snake messages, ready to launch a fatal attack on the protagonist at any time.
For a time, the whole world seemed to be in chaos, with various forces intertwined to form a magnificent picture. And in the center of this picture is the protagonist and his friends. They stepped up and faced unprecedented challenges. Their figures intertwined in light and darkness, and their battle began between life and death.
Let’s dance together! Xing Tian Dongfang Sunny! Their names are like thunder, shaking everyone's heart. They waved their weapons and unleashed powerful power. Every attack they make is like the earth shattering, making the enemy terrified. Every defense they made was like a mountain, leaving the enemy in despair.
In this fierce battle, the protagonist and his friends showed unparalleled courage and wisdom. They used various tactics and techniques to engage in thrilling battles with their enemies one after another. Sometimes they attack like a storm, sometimes they defend like an iron wall. Their figures fly on the battlefield, and their names shine in history.
Monsters appear in the snow-capped mountains. Their appearance was like a dark cloud, making the already grim war situation even worse. The enemies were so numerous that they seemed boundless. Their iron hooves broke through the silent snow and shook the heart of the earth.
However, at this seemingly desperate moment, a ray of dawn broke through the sky. Those were the Phoenix Clan's reinforcements, their wings shining golden in the morning light, like blazing flames burning in the ice and snow. They roared in, bringing hope to the tired warriors.
At the same time, Night and Wolf also joined the battle. They are like a strong wind, sweeping through the enemy's defenses, using their speed and strength to tear apart the enemy's defenses. Their howls echoed in the valley, as if a prophecy of victory.
Michus and Ariel also stepped forward at this critical moment. The spear in Michus's hand pierced out like lightning, taking away an enemy's life with every swing. Ariel used her magic to condense the power of ice and snow, turning it into sharp ice arrows and shooting them at the enemy. Their appearance was like lighting a beacon in the storm, bringing hope and strength to everyone.
In this fierce battle, heroes of all races fought side by side to resist powerful enemies. Their courage and determination have become the most beautiful scenery this winter.
However, just as the shadow of despair enveloped his heart, a high-pitched phoenix cry pierced the sky. The Phoenix Clan comes to help! The golden phoenix streaked across the sky like lightning, its wings emitting blazing light, and its power was enough to change the color of heaven and earth. They engaged in a fierce battle with the enemy, with fire flying and ice and snow melting.
At the same time, a black shadow emerged from the forest, it was Ye and Wolf! Like ghosts, they appear silently on the battlefield. Their eyes are cold, their movements are quick, and every attack carries fatal power. The enemy was thrown into disarray by their sudden attack, and was frightened for a moment.
Michus and Ariel also showed their bravery on the battlefield. Mytheus wielded a huge battle ax, and every swing was accompanied by the wail of his enemies. Ariel uses her magic to deal a fatal blow to the enemy. The cold magical energy rages on the enemy, leaving them with nowhere to escape.
The battle lasted for a long time until finally the enemy was driven back. Although both the Monster Clan and the Phoenix Clan paid a huge price, the joy of victory made everyone's fatigue disappear. The night and the wolf quietly left, leaving only the mess on the battlefield and the legends of the heroes.
The monsters emerged from the shadows. They were huge in number and had different shapes. Some looked like giant beasts, while others had postures as strong as the wind. Their appearance is like adding insult to injury, putting greater pressure on the already disadvantaged enemy.
Suddenly, there was a sound of flapping wings in the sky. That's the Phoenix Clan's reinforcements! The golden feathers sparkled in the sun, and they hovered in the air, sweeping in like a golden whirlwind. Their arrival immediately broke the balance of the battlefield, and the enemy began to panic.
At the same time, a black shadow emerged from the forest. Those were night and wolves, they were swift and cunning, and their attacks were like a pack of wolves attacking, ruthless and precise. Their addition makes the battlefield more intense.
On the other side, Michus fought side by side with Ariel. The long sword in Michus's hand shone with a cold light, and every time he swung the sword, he was accompanied by the enemy's wail. Ariel manipulated elemental power, and fire and ice intertwined into deadly attacks in her hands. Their cooperation was flawless, and the enemy was retreating steadily under the attacks of these two men.
The battle has entered a fierce stage, with each side trying their best to win. On this chaotic battlefield, Michus and Ariel, Night and Wolf, the golden whirlwind of the Phoenix clan, and the shadow army of the demon clan are all affecting the direction of the battle in their own ways.
It seems to be the most ferocious monster in the world. Every impact he made carried a devastating power, as if he was going to engulf the entire world in endless flames.
The thunder sound of Brahma is like a god above the nine heavens, clothed in thunder and holding a thunder hammer. Every time he swings it, it is accompanied by roaring thunder and dazzling lightning. His power is boundless, as if it can shake the entire universe, leaving people in awe.
In this fierce battle, although Taotie Yanggao was extremely brave, he was ultimately outnumbered. Disciples from all walks of life, including Nordic, Olympus, Indian, and Fuso, appeared one after another to join forces to fight against this evil force. Their power came together to form an irresistible torrent that shook the entire world.
This battle is not only a collision of strength, but also a contest of wisdom and courage. Under the joint attack of the gods and disciples, Taotie Yanggao gradually fell into a disadvantage. However, even when faced with a desperate situation, he remained fearless and resisted the attacks of the gods with all his strength.
In the end, after an earth-shattering fierce battle, Taotie Yang Gao was defeated. He fell under the thunder hammer of Brahma's thunderous sound, and turned into a line of blue smoke and dissipated in the air. This battle has also become an eternal story in myths and legends. Every attack of Lei Yin is accompanied by roaring thunder, like a roar between heaven and earth. Although Yang Gao was powerful, he seemed a little powerless under Lei Yin's fierce attack. All around, believers from different divine realms watched nervously as their gods clashed fiercely on the battlefield.
The Nordic warriors loyally guarded their gods, and the gods of Olympus were also paying close attention to the battle. Indian priests prayed for the victory of Leiyin, while Fusang witches silently prayed for Yang Gao.
However, facing Lei Yin's powerful offensive, Yang Gao gradually fell into trouble. Although his power is unparalleled, under the combined attack of the gods, he seems to be somewhat outnumbered. Each attack seemed to defeat him completely, but he always resisted stubbornly.
Finally, under a shocking thunder and lightning attack, Yang Gao fell. His body turned into a puff of smoke and disappeared into the air. The surrounding believers lowered their heads and paid silent tribute to their gods. Lei Yin, on the other hand, held his head high and looked at the sky, as if waiting for a new challenge.
On the vast prairie, Mufeng Qinglong rode his green horse, galloping between heaven and earth. His eyes were firm and deep, as if he could see through all illusions and point directly to the truth. The green dragon is wearing blue armor, and a sword with cold light hanging on his waist. The blue dragon patterns on the sword seem to be alive, swimming with the owner's movements.
His opponent is Mosque, the inheritor of Mostima from hell. Mosig was tall and his muscles were as hard as stone. His skin was a deep dark red, as if it had been tempered from the flames of hell. His eyes were like two black gems, shining with cunning and cruel light. The weapon in his hand was a huge black battle axe. The ax was engraved with mysterious runes and exuded a powerful evil aura.
When the battle began, Qinglong and Mosig were like two lightning bolts intersecting in the air. Qinglong waved the sword in his hand, the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, and every blow was filled with strong wind. Mosig, on the other hand, relied on his huge strength and cunning skills to defeat Qinglong's attacks again and again, and at the same time continued to launch fierce attacks. Their battle caused a roar between heaven and earth, as if the whole world was cheering for them.
In this fierce battle, Mufeng Qinglong showed his unparalleled courage and wisdom. He sometimes uses terrain and obstacles to avoid Mosig's attacks, and sometimes launches counterattacks at astonishing speeds. His swordsmanship is flexible and changeable, sometimes as fierce as a violent storm, sometimes as gentle as the spring breeze blowing on his face. Mosig, on the other hand, relied on his strong strength and tenacity to block Qinglong's attacks again and again, and tried to find loopholes to launch a counterattack.
The battle lasted for a long time, and both sides showed amazing strength and perseverance. In the end, Mufeng Qinglong successfully defeated Mosig with his superior skills and firmer belief. His sword stabbed Mosig gently into the chest, ending the fierce battle. This victory also made his prestige on the grassland even higher, making him a hero in the hearts of countless people.
Mosig is a tall and powerful man, eight feet tall, with muscles as strong as iron, exuding a strong sense of power. He has a resolute face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his black hair is dancing wildly in the wind. He was wearing a black armor with a mysterious green dragon pattern engraved on it. The green dragon's eyes seemed to be shining, as if he was examining everything around him.
Mosig held a huge battle ax in his hands. The axe's blade was sharp and shone with a cold light. His steps were steady and powerful, and each step made the ground tremble slightly. His eyes were full of determination and determination, as if no difficulty could shake his belief.
The sky behind him was pitch black, like an endless hell. In the darkness, a huge black horse emerged, which was the incarnation of hell - Mosti Horse. Its eyes are cold and ruthless, as if it can penetrate all illusions. The roar of the Mastema echoed in the air, making everything around it eerie.
However, Mosig showed no fear in the face of such terror. He held his head high and stared straight ahead with determination. He knew that he shouldered the important task of inheriting the Azure Dragon War Spirit and must face the challenges of the future with fearless courage and firm belief.
