A majestic tower stands proudly. This is the legendary Tower of Babel. At this time, Mu Yu slowly walked into the tower, his eyes firm and without fear. However, the moment he stepped into the tower, a ruthless murderous aura hit him from all directions.
In the distance, a group of warriors wearing black armor appeared like shadows, their eyes full of enthusiasm for battle and fearlessness of death. The leader was a tall and mighty warrior, his eyes seemed to be burning with a black flame. That was Mosig, the inheritor of Hell's Mostima.
For a time, a life-and-death battle among the disciples broke out. Mu Feng, the warrior with the power of the blue dragon, was like a bolt of lightning piercing the dark sky. Every swing of his sword carried endless power and violent power. Mosge, on the other hand, responded to Mu Feng's attack with his shadowy body skills and unpredictable sword skills. For a moment, the battlefield was full of murderous aura and sword shadows.
This was a contest with great disparity in strength, but the disciples did not back down. They fought for their faith and for their survival. In this battle of life and death, every divine disciple showed their endless courage and tenacity.
Mu Feng stood among them, his eyes were firm and deep, as if he could penetrate all illusions. Around his body, a powerful aura surged like a green dragon, which originated from the endless power of the green dragon in his body. This force is powerful and mysterious, as if it can shake the world and make everything tremble.
At the same time, from the other end of the horizon, a black shadow quickly approached. That was Mosge, the inheritor of Hell's Mostima. His eyes were shining with scarlet light, and his body exuded an aura of death and destruction that was completely different from Mu Feng.
The battle was about to break out, and the auras of the two collided fiercely, making the surrounding air seem to freeze. Mosig took the lead in attacking. His figure moved quickly like a ghost, holding a huge scythe in his hand and slashing towards Mu Feng with fierce killing intent.
However, Mu Feng was not afraid. He used the power of the blue dragon as his foundation to easily resolve Mosig's attack. His hands moved through the void, as if he controlled the laws of time and space. In an instant, an invisible force burst out from his palm, turning into a huge green dragon shadow, and violently rushed towards Mosig.
Mosig's figure looked so small in front of the power of the blue dragon, as if he would be swallowed at any time. However, the inheritor of hell did not give in. He let out a violent roar, and the dark power surging from his body competed with the power of the blue dragon.
The battle lasted for a long time, the two figures intertwined in the air, and each collision triggered shocking energy fluctuations. The earth is shaking, the air is burning, and this fierce battle has surpassed mortal imagination.
Mu Feng, dressed in green clothes, has a strong and vigorous figure, like a green dragon in the mountains and forests. Every movement he makes is full of power and grace, as if he is one with the nature of heaven and earth. His eyes were firm and profound, as if he could discern all the truths in the world.
And Mosig, dressed in black robes and with a gloomy face, looked like a messenger from hell. He held a wand inlaid with rubies in his hand. A strange light flowed on the wand, as if it had absorbed all the dark power. His eyes were cold and cunning, as if he was looking for weaknesses in his opponent.
As the battle progressed, clouds rolled in the sky and there were thunder and lightning. The power of the green dragon emerged from Mu Feng, and he was surrounded by a layer of blue light, which contained endless vitality and power. And Mosig exuded a deep dark aura, as if he wanted to swallow up everything around him.
The battle between the two was fierce and tense. Their figures moved quickly on the grassland, sometimes colliding together and sometimes separating. Every collision is accompanied by a surge of power, as if it will shake the whole world.
Mu Feng used the power of the blue dragon, sometimes turning into a violent wind, sometimes into a heavy rain, and his attack surged like a tidal wave. Mosg uses dark magic, sometimes releasing icy cold air, sometimes releasing blazing flames, and the defense is as impenetrable as an iron wall.
This battle seemed to be the most spectacular sight in the world, attracting the attention of many creatures. Every fight between them was full of collisions of wisdom and strength, as if they were playing a passionate war song.
Finally, after a round of fierce attacks, Mu Feng found Mosig's flaw and defeated him with one blow. The power of the green dragon in him reached its peak at this moment, and the light was dazzling, as if it was going to illuminate the whole world. Mosig fell to the ground, his eyes showing unwillingness and despair.
A strong wind swept across the grassland violently, with a strong breath of life in the wind. This was the power of Mu Feng's green dragon. His eyes were firm and his posture was strong. Every time he stepped down, it seemed as if the power of a giant dragon was surging. He clenched his hands tightly, and the power of the blue dragon surged around him, like a surging river, unstoppable.
And his opponent, Mosque, the inheritor of Hell's Mostema, is like the incarnation of night. His eyes flashed with cunning and cruelty, and his figure was illusive, as if he had blended into the darkness. Mosig waved the wand in his hand, and every wave was accompanied by the emergence of a black shadow, which was the power from hell, cold and powerful.
The two forces collided in the air, making a deafening noise. The cyan light and black shadow intertwined to form a gorgeous picture. Mu Feng's power is as violent as a dragon, while Mosig's power is insidious and cunning. The two forces competed with each other, and for a while, it was difficult to tell the winner.
However, Mu Feng was not afraid. He took a deep breath, gathered the power of the blue dragon in his palm, and then pushed it out suddenly. A powerful energy wave rushed towards Mosig, instantly scattering the black shadow. Mosig's expression changed, and he hurriedly waved his wand to resist. But the force was too strong, and Mosig's figure was knocked back several steps.
After this blow, Mu Feng did not stop, he followed closely and launched a fierce attack. And Mosig quickly stabilized his body and began to counterattack. The battle between the two became more intense, and the entire grassland was shaken.
This is a battle between life and death, and a collision of two forces. The power of the blue dragon and the power of hell intertwined, collided and bloomed on this land. No one knows the final outcome, but every moment of the battle is full of passion and power.
The battle between Shennong Jiang Cheng and Odin Clark Wilson is the most mysterious and fierce battle between heaven and earth. Shennong Jiang Cheng, the bronze Shennong Ruler in his hand released green light, illuminating the dark battlefield. He exudes a breath of vegetation, making people feel like they are in a vast forest. And his opponent, Odin Clark Wilson, was holding a silver spear, the tip of the spear shone with a cold light, as if it could pierce everything. His eyes were deep and cold, like a demon from the abyss.
In another place, the battle between Taotie Yanggao and Brahma Leiyin was even more shocking. Taotie Yang Cake, his body seemed to be made of lava, exuding a fiery aura. His hands turned into sharp blades, which seemed to be able to cut anything with his swing. And his opponent, Great Brahma Thunder Sound, was as fast as thunder. His fists were clenched tightly, and every time he swung them out, there was a roar of thunder and lightning, as if it was a strike from heaven.
These two battles, one cold and one hot, one silent and one moving, are equally intense. Their figures shuttled back and forth on the battlefield, and each collision stirred up a cloud of smoke. Whether it is the duel between Shennong Jiang Cheng and Odin Clark Wilson, or the collision between Taotie Yanggao and Brahma Thunder, they all show unparalleled fighting power and willpower.
Shennong Jiang Cheng stands among the mountains and rivers. He is wearing animal skins, holding herbs, and his face is filled with the light of wisdom. His eyes were firm, looking straight ahead at the God of War, Odin Clark Wilson. Odin Clark Wilson is covered in iron armor, has a resolute face, and holds a huge battle ax, exuding frightening majesty.
On another battlefield, the battle between Taotie Yanggao and Brahma Leiyin was in full swing. Taotie Yanggao's body was covered with mysterious patterns. He opened his bloody mouth and waved his sharp claws. Every attack carried an aura of destruction. Brahma Thunder uses thunder and lightning as a weapon, and has a strong and vigorous posture. He shuttles across the battlefield like wind and lightning. Every time his thunder spear strikes, it is accompanied by deafening thunder.
The two faced each other in the wilderness, and the air around them seemed to freeze. Suddenly, Jiang Cheng waved his wooden staff, and an invisible force burst out instantly, knocking back Odin Clark Wilson hard. Then, Odin Clark Wilson roared angrily and charged towards Jiang Cheng with his sword. The sword energy was vertical and horizontal, and its power was unparalleled, but Jiang Cheng used softness to overcome strength and easily defused the blow.
At the same time, the battle between Taotie Yanggao and Brahma Leiyin was also going on. Yang Gao has taken on thousands of incarnations, and each incarnation exudes a seductive aroma, luring Lei Yin into endless appetite. Lei Yin, on the other hand, used the sky thunder to fight back, and struck Yang Gao with thunder and lightning, trying to destroy him in one fell swoop. However, Yang Gao was as slippery as a loach, and although the thunder and lightning were fierce, they could never touch his body.
The two battles were extremely fierce, with the earth shattering and sand flying. In the end, Jiang Cheng managed to defeat Odin Clark Wilson with a clever swing of his wooden staff.
The warriors of the Chinese Protoss are covered in bright light, and their divine power surges like huge waves. However, under the enemy's intensive offensive like an ocean, their strength seemed so meager. The Nordic God of Thunder, the King of the Mountains of Olympus, the Indian Sun God and the Fuso Ninjas, each with their own beliefs and strength, joined forces to fight against this irresistible wave of enemies.
Their forces come together to form an impenetrable line of defense. The God of Thunder wields the thunder hammer, and every time it falls, it is accompanied by thunder that shakes the earth; the King of the Mountains stands steadily on the battlefield, his body as majestic as a mountain, giving his comrades incomparable confidence; the Sun God releases blazing light, Gradually reduce the number of enemies; while the ninjas shuttle nimbly across the battlefield, their blades cutting through the enemies like the wind.
However, just as they were struggling to resist, the figure of the demon clan suddenly appeared on the battlefield. Their appearance will undoubtedly make things worse for the Chinese Protoss. These monster warriors are tall and ferocious in appearance, and their power is powerful and evil. The warriors of the Chinese Protoss felt a chill of despair. They knew that the situation in this war had become extremely serious.
Although there were many enemies ahead, the warriors of the Chinese Protoss did not give up. They stood tall, held their weapons tightly, and prepared to face this unprecedented challenge. They know that only by uniting can they win this war. And they also know that no matter what the outcome, they will fight to the end to protect their homeland.
The Chinese god disciples faced a flood of enemies, and their numbers were huge, seemingly endless. However, they are not alone. The gods from Northern Europe, Olympus, India, and Fuso appeared one after another, and they joined forces to form an impenetrable line of defense. Their forces come together to form an irresistible force.
However, this is not the only dilemma for China. Behind them, the demon clan also began to appear. These creatures that were once hidden in the darkness now reveal their fangs. Their appearance made the situation of the Chinese god disciples even more dangerous. There are so many enemies that they seem to be in dire straits.
However, the Chinese god disciples did not give up. They know that only by uniting can they defeat this powerful enemy. They began to use their wisdom and power to work closely with the gods of Northern Europe, Olympus, India, and Fuso. They began to formulate various strategies to use their own advantages to defeat the enemy.
It was a tough battle, but the Chinese disciples did not back down. They used their courage and wisdom to resist the enemy's attacks again and again. Their strength continued to grow during the battle, and they eventually succeeded in defeating their enemies. This is a great victory and a testament to unity and courage.
The Phoenix Clan's reinforcements were like bright meteors, streaking across the sky and illuminating this dim world. Their figures are strong and vigorous, and their feathers shine with mysterious light, as if they are phoenixes reborn from the fire, declaring endless courage and strength.
At the same time, Ye and Wolf's allies also arrived at this critical moment. Their steps were steady, their eyes were firm, and they exuded a chilling aura. Their arrival seemed to bring an even stronger atmosphere of murder to this battlefield.
The celestial beings of Michus and Ariel reappear, their figures as ethereal as smoke, like fairies standing in the sky, elegant and elegant. Their power is like visitors from outer space, mysterious, powerful and awe-inspiring.
The Hades also intervened in this melee. They were like messengers from the abyss, bringing endless coldness and mystery. Their appearance will undoubtedly add fuel to the fire of this already complicated war.
Former enemies appeared one after another, and sparks flew wherever their eyes met. In this melee, every movement and every breath is full of tension and excitement, as if it indicates that an unprecedented war is about to break out.
At the same time, the King of Night, the Wolf, also appeared in a corner of the battlefield. His eyes were deep and sharp, as if he could see through all hypocrisy and lies. His figure loomed in the darkness, and every movement carried a chilling murderous intent. His appearance undoubtedly added more variables and suspense to the battle.
On the other side of the battlefield, Michus and Ariel stood side by side. Their eyes were full of firmness and determination, as if no force could shake their belief. Michus clenched the long sword in his hand, pointing the tip of the sword to the ground, as if to declare his determination to the world. Ariel, on the other hand, clenched her fists, exuding mysterious power, as if she was ready to release the power to destroy the world at any time.
At this time, the Nether Clan who had been hiding in the dark also quietly appeared. Their appearance seemed to add another fire to the already complicated battle situation. Their goal is clear, which is to stir up this muddy water and plunge the entire world into deeper chaos.
Their faces were filled with resentment and desire for revenge, as if they wanted to pay back all the humiliation and pain they had suffered. Their appearance made the atmosphere on the entire battlefield even more tense, and everyone felt an unprecedented sense of oppression.
In the midst of chaos and despair, the combined offensive of the Western Gods and Disciples approached the Chinese border like a broken bamboo, causing the Chinese army to retreat steadily. At this moment, a tall figure appeared in the eastern sky. He was holding a sword and his posture was vigorous, as if a god descended from the earth. He is Xingtian, the leader of the Jiuli tribe and the guardian of China.
The appearance of Xing Tian immediately caused a sensation. His majesty and momentum shocked the Western disciples, and they stopped one after another, their eyes full of fear. Xingtian's eyes were firm and he faced the Western coalition army without fear. His eyes were like an abyss, hiding endless power.
Following Xing Tian's movements, Qian Qi danced, and the air was filled with intense air currents. Every swing carried the force of thunder, as if it could tear the heaven and the earth apart. The Western disciples retreated one after another, feeling Xingtian's power and majesty.
At the same time, China's combat power began to gather. They were like a raging torrent, gathering from all directions. In order to protect their homeland, they rushed to the battlefield without hesitation. Their arrival injected new strength into the Chinese army and brought firm support to Xing Tian.
At this moment, Huaxia and the Jiuli tribe fought side by side, and their forces gathered together to form an irresistible force. Xing Tian raised his qianqi high and led the Chinese warriors to charge into the battle. Their momentum was like a rainbow, which made the Western gods and disciples tremble with fear.
Under the leadership of Xing Tian, the Chinese army began to counterattack. They are like sharp swords, pointing directly at the hearts of Western god disciples. Every charge is filled with determination to win, and every attack is filled with fearless courage. The Western disciples were retreating steadily under this momentum, and their joint offensive was disintegrated by China's determination and courage.
Xing Tian's tall figure stood firm on the battlefield, his eyes always looking firmly ahead. He knows that this is his responsibility and his mission. He wants to protect China and the land he loves. Under his leadership, the Chinese soldiers moved forward bravely, their faith unwavering, and their determination unshakable.
As the battle progressed, the Chinese army gradually gained the upper hand. Their cooperation was tacit and their tactics were flexible and changeable, making it impossible for the Western disciples to deal with it. And Xing Tian's existence has become their spiritual support. His courage and strength inspire every soldier to fight and fight.
