In the fierce battle, the great demon showed unparalleled power. His eyes shot out red light, as if he could penetrate all defenses, and his body was so fast that time around him seemed to stand still. Dongfang Qingtian holds the power of Xingtian and is extremely brave. However, facing the attack of the big devil, he seems to be powerless and retreats steadily. With every confrontation, the great demon's power surged like a frenzy, forcing Dongfang Qingtian to retreat step by step.
At the same time, Jiang Cheng, who had the power of Shen Nong, saw that something was not going well and immediately wanted to come to the rescue. His power is powerful and mysterious, capable of healing all things, but under the pressure of the great demon, his power seems to have become pale and feeble. Although he tried his best to rush towards the Eastern Sunny Sky, Clark, who had the power of Odin, followed him like a shadow and appeared in time to block him. Clark's eyes were like cold steel, without a trace of emotion. His power was as boundless as the main god in Norse mythology, making it impossible for Jiang Cheng to break through.
In this battle with great disparity in strength, the big demon became more and more rampant. His laughter echoed in the air with an all-destroying fervor. Every swing carried the force of thunder, making it impossible for anyone to get close. In this desperate situation, everyone seemed unable to turn the tide of the war.
The figure of the big devil looked particularly large and majestic. His eyes flashed red, like two blazing flames, illuminating the surrounding darkness. He waved his huge claws, and every swing carried the power of a landslide, as if it could tear the entire world apart.
Dongfang Qingtian, the brave man who once had the power of Xingtian, is falling at the feet of the great devil. His eyes were full of unwillingness and anger, but his body could not move and he could only watch the big demon approaching.
At the same time, Jiang Cheng rushed to the battlefield with the power of Shennong. His eyes were full of determination and courage as he tried to rescue Dongfang Qingtian. However, a dark shadow blocked his way. That's Clark, armed with the power of Odin, shaped like wind and moving like lightning. His power collided with Jiang Cheng's Shen Nong's power, and for a moment, strong winds blew up, flying sand and rocks.
Clark and Jiang Cheng were fighting fiercely, but the figure of the big devil was getting closer and closer. Dongfang Qingtian's eyes were full of despair, but at this critical moment, he did not give up. He took a deep breath, mobilized all his strength, and prepared for the final resistance.
The battle scene between Clark and Jiang Cheng was extremely fierce. The two had a thrilling duel in the collision between the magic gun and the Shennong tripod.
Clark was holding a magic gun, the gun body flashed with cold light and was extremely powerful. He has a strong body and agile movements. Sometimes he sweeps through thousands of armies, and sometimes he stabs like lightning. Every shot had a strong cracking sound, which was terrifying.
Jiang Cheng was holding the Shennong Cauldron in his hand, and the cauldron exuded a mysterious aura. He is as calm as a mountain and has deep inner strength. Every time he swings the cauldron, he seems to be dancing like a mountain. The aura inside the cauldron surged, as if it could swallow everything.
The battle between the two was like a magnificent picture, with each shot and one cauldron interweaving a wonderful pattern in the air. The divine spear collided with the Shennong Cauldron, making a loud noise that made the surrounding air tremble. Every collision is as fierce as Mars hitting the earth, which is dizzying.
In this battle, both Clark and Jiang Cheng showed amazing strength and wisdom. Sometimes they fight in close quarters, and sometimes they attack from a distance. The two sides go back and forth, refusing to give in to each other. This battle not only tests their strength, but also tests their wisdom and courage.
On the vast land, Clark and Jiang Cheng stood opposite each other, their eyes full of firmness and determination. Clark, holding a magic gun, stood tall and straight, as unshakable as a mountain. His spear was long and sharp, shining with a cold light, as if it could pierce through everything. Jiang Cheng, on the other hand, holds the Shennong Cauldron in his hand. The cauldron is simple and full of history. His eyes were deep and seemed to contain infinite wisdom and power.
For a time, the wind and clouds surged, and the color of the sky and the earth changed. The collision between the divine spear and the Shennong cauldron seemed to cause vibrations in the space. Clark stabbed Jiang Cheng with his spear, and the tip of the spear cut through the air, making a sharp whistle. At the same time, Jiang Cheng also swung the cauldron suddenly, aiming the mouth of the cauldron at the sharp spear.
With a loud "boom", the two forces collided fiercely, setting off a powerful air wave. Dust flew up, obscuring the view. Under the impact of this force, the ground seemed to be shaking, and the surrounding trees were uprooted and scattered in the air.
The figures of Clark and Jiang Cheng were looming in the air waves, and their strength was close to each other. This battle is not only a duel of strength, but also a battle of wisdom and perseverance. Every collision seems to be testing the opponent's bottom line, looking for flaws.
At this moment, Clark suddenly launched an attack, and the magic gun turned into a bolt of lightning, piercing the sky. And Jiang Cheng didn't show any signs of weakness. The Shennong Cauldron suddenly crashed down, as if the mountain was collapsing and the ground was cracking. The two forces collided again, making a deafening sound. This time, Clark's sharp spear was knocked back several steps, and Jiang Cheng was also injured by Ding Jin, with a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.
This battle is still going on...
The collision between the divine spear and the Shennong cauldron seemed to be the most intense symphony between heaven and earth. The light of the divine spear flashed, and every swing carried a thunderous force, as if it could tear through any obstacle. The Shennong Cauldron exudes an ancient and mysterious atmosphere. Every impact is like an echo of history, making people feel the precipitation and weight of the years.
The battle between the two seemed to be a visual feast. Clark's movements are flexible and changeable, sometimes as fierce as a violent storm, sometimes as light as a butterfly dancing. Jiang Cheng, on the other hand, remained unchanged in response to all changes. Every move he made seemed to be well thought out and full of wisdom and strategy.
In this battle, Clark's magic gun collided with Jiang Cheng's Shennong tripod, and the sound they made was like the sound of nature, echoing in this desolate land. Every collision is like a duel between two forces, consuming each other but stimulating each other. Their battle is not only a collision of strength, but also a contest of wisdom and courage.
Clark and Jiang Cheng stood opposite each other, their gazes were like lightning and their momentum was like a rainbow. Clark, armed with a magic gun and as strong as a leopard, seemed to tear the air with every leap he made. As for Jiang Cheng, carrying the Shennong Cauldron on his back, his figure was as steady as a mountain. Every movement he made was like an ancient spell, activating the power of heaven and earth.
Suddenly, Clark moved, his figure turned into a stream of light, and the magic gun in his hand cut through the sky like a giant dragon out of the sea. At the same time, Jiang Cheng took a deep breath and clasped his hands together. The Shennong Cauldron behind him emitted a blazing light, and an invisible force gathered around him.
The collision between the divine spear and the Shennong cauldron seemed to stir up huge waves. Brilliant light splashed out, like a gorgeous picture unfolding between heaven and earth. The air froze instantly, and time seemed to stand still at this moment.
Clark's divine spear collided with Jiang Cheng's Shennong Cauldron in the air, making a deafening noise. An invisible shock wave spread around, the earth trembled, and the sky changed color. The two figures shook in the aftermath of the collision, but they remained standing.
At this moment, Clark and Jiang Cheng seemed to have become the focus of the world. Every breath and every movement they took affected the heartbeats of countless creatures. This battle is not only a collision of strength, but also a contest of wisdom and perseverance. Whether it is Clark's magic gun or Jiang Cheng's Shennong tripod, they all express their desire for victory and their determination to protect their faith.
Holding a divine spear in his hand, its body shone with a cold light in the sunlight, as if it had gathered endless power. Jiang Cheng was dressed in Tsing Yi and carrying the Shennong Cauldron on his back. The cauldron was simple and seemed to contain infinite wisdom.
The air suddenly became tense, as if time stood still at this moment. Clark was the first to attack, his sharp spear cutting through the air like lightning and piercing Jiang Cheng. However, Jiang Cheng did not avoid it. He calmly stretched out a hand, palm upward, and the Shennong Cauldron flew out instantly, with the mouth of the cauldron aimed at Clark's divine spear.
\"Boom!\" With a deafening loud noise, the divine spear and the Shennong tripod collided in the air, and the powerful impact caused the surrounding dust to fly. Although Clark's magic spear was powerful, it seemed a little weak in the face of the ancient power of the Shennong Cauldron. The sharp gun was deflected, and Clark took a few steps back due to the reaction force.
However, Clark did not give up. He grasped the sharp gun tightly and rushed towards Jiang Cheng again. This time, he changed his tactics and no longer had a head-on confrontation. Instead, he used the flexibility and speed of the magic gun to attack Jiang Cheng from all angles. Jiang Cheng's Shennong Cauldron has also become more and more agile. It seems to be able to sense Clark's attacks and can always block Clark's attacks at critical moments.
The battle between the two became more intense. Their figures moved quickly in the sun, and every collision made the earth tremble. Clark's divine spear and Jiang Cheng's Shennong cauldron drew dazzling trajectories in the sky, like two meteors intersecting in the night sky.
Time passed little by little, and the physical strength of both of them was quickly depleted. But their eyes were more determined, as if this battle was not only a collision of strength, but also a contest of wills. Finally, after a violent collision, Clark's magic gun and Jiang Cheng's Shennong cauldron flew out at the same time.
On the majestic land, Clark and Jiang Cheng stood opposite each other, their eyes full of firmness and determination. Clark, wearing a steel armor, held a magic gun in his hand. The gun body shone with a cold light in the sun, as if it had gathered endless power. Jiang Cheng was dressed in Tsing Yi and carrying the Shennong Cauldron on his back. The cauldron was simple and seemed to contain infinite wisdom.
The air suddenly became tense, as if time stood still at this moment. Clark was the first to attack, his sharp spear cutting through the air like lightning and piercing Jiang Cheng. However, Jiang Cheng did not avoid it. He calmly stretched out a hand, palm upward, and the Shennong Cauldron flew out instantly, with the mouth of the cauldron aimed at Clark's divine spear.
\"Boom!\" With a deafening loud noise, the divine spear and the Shennong tripod collided in the air, and the powerful impact caused the surrounding dust to fly. Although Clark's magic spear was powerful, it seemed a little weak in the face of the ancient power of the Shennong Cauldron. The sharp gun was deflected, and Clark took a few steps back due to the reaction force.
However, Clark did not give up. He grasped the sharp gun tightly and rushed towards Jiang Cheng again. This time, he changed his tactics and no longer had a head-on confrontation. Instead, he used the flexibility and speed of the magic gun to attack Jiang Cheng from all angles. Jiang Cheng's Shennong Cauldron has also become more and more agile. It seems to be able to sense Clark's attacks and can always block Clark's attacks at critical moments.
The battle between the two became more intense. Their figures moved quickly in the sun, and every collision made the earth tremble. Clark's divine spear and Jiang Cheng's Shennong cauldron drew dazzling trajectories in the sky, like two meteors intersecting in the night sky.
Time passed little by little, and the physical strength of both of them was quickly depleted. But their eyes were more determined, as if this battle was not only a collision of strength, but also a contest of wills. Finally, after a violent collision, Clark's magic gun and Jiang Cheng's Shennong cauldron flew out at the same time.
Under the dim sky, a black shadow rushed into Mu Yu's war zone like a nightmare before dawn. It was the Great Demon, its eyes burning with the flames of hell, and its skin engraved with endless pain and evil. The wind raged as it sprinted, kicking up a cloud of dust and debris like a harbinger of doom.
The demon's claws tore through the air, killing innocent lives with every swing. The blood mist filled the air and intertwined with the night, forming a poignant picture of massacre. The screams of the soldiers, the metallic sound of weapons clashing, and the devil's laughter intertwined together to create the most tragic symphony on the battlefield.
And in this chaos and despair, Mu Yu stepped forward. His eyes were firm and cold, like a frozen lake in winter. The power of his thunder surged in his body, like a violent storm that was ready to strike. His hands release dazzling lightning, which is the power of nature and his sword against evil.
Following Mu Yu's roar, the power of thunder burst out, hitting the big demon like a divine punishment. The lightning illuminated the entire battlefield, and at that moment, time seemed to freeze. The demon trembled under the attack of thunder, and the powerful force almost destroyed it completely.
But the big demon was not an easy opponent to deal with. It let out a shrill roar and used its huge body to block Mu Yu's attack. The demon's claws carved deep furrows into the ground, and the air was filled with the smell of sulfur.
Despite this, Mu Yu did not back down. With his firm will and strong strength, he launched another attack. The dark power of thunder and demons collided fiercely on this battlefield, setting off gusts of wind and thunder. Every collision is like a roar between heaven and earth, and every impact is like a challenge to fate.
Ren Hua stepped forward and faced the extremely powerful demon. His eyes burned with firm fire, and he never flinched even under the demon's overwhelming pressure. His body released a strong light, and the aura around him seemed to shake the world. He held a huge battle ax tightly in his hands. The battle ax seemed to contain endless power and seemed to be able to tear through any obstacle.
Ren Hua suddenly jumped up, swung the battle ax in his hand, and struck at the demon with fierce momentum. In an instant, the air was filled with fierce collisions, as if time had frozen at this moment. However, despite Ren Hua's strength, he seemed a bit insignificant when facing this demon. The battle ax struck the demon, leaving only a shallow scratch, which was almost negligible.
Ren Hua did not give up and launched another attack. His figure was flying in the air, and every move he made was thunderous. His feet, fists, and even every part of his body seemed to have become a weapon for attack. However, despite his best efforts, he was never able to cause substantial harm to the demon.
Ren Hua reveals his true form. His figure suddenly became extremely tall, with three heads and six arms, and a majestic face, as if he was an ancient mountain giant. Holding a trident in his hand, with firm and decisive eyes, he faced the extremely powerful demon.
The image of the demon is shuddering. It is huge, covered with thick scales, and its eyes are shining with cruel red light. Its four arms waved huge claws, each swing carrying the power of destruction. However, Ren Hua had no fear. He let out a thundering roar, concentrated all his strength on the trident, and stabbed the demon violently.
However, what is shocking is that Ren Hua's attack did not have much impact on the demon. The trident collided with the demon's scales, making a dull sound, but failed to break through its defense. The demon only took a slight step back, stabilized his figure, then let out a mocking laugh, and violently attacked Ren Hua with his four arms again.
Ren Hua stands on the barren land with three heads and six arms. His eyes were firm, his face was resolute, and his black hair was dancing wildly in the night wind. He wore iron armor and held a sword in his hand, and every inch of his skin showed fearless courage.
In front of him, an extremely powerful demon was holding its head high, exuding a frightening aura. It was tall, with muscles as hard as iron, its eyes were red, and foul-smelling saliva dripped from the corners of its mouth. It opened its bloody mouth and let out a roar that shook the sky. For a moment, the earth shook.
Ren Hua took a deep breath, mobilized all his strength, and launched a fierce attack on the demon. He swung his long sword, and the sword light flashed like a meteor across the night sky. His three heads and six arms made the attack more intensive. For a moment, the shadow of the sword was like rain, pouring towards the demon.
However, the demon is more powerful than Ren Hua imagined. Its skin was as hard as iron, and the sword light drew sparks on its surface, but it was unable to cause any substantial damage. The devil slapped him, and Ren Hua flew dozens of feet away as if being swept away by the strong wind.
Ren Hua fell heavily to the ground, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. He struggled to stand up, his eyes shining with unwillingness. He knew that his current strength alone was not enough to defeat this demon. But even so, he still didn't flinch and rushed towards the devil again.
However, Ren Hua did not give up. He continued to swing his weapon, striking out at the demon again and again. Each attack was full of power and determination, as if all the power was being poured into the demon. His three heads and six arms played their greatest role at this time, and his attacks became faster and more powerful.
