The ghost lord of the underworld, the leader of the extremely violent ghost things, is larger and more fierce than the other ghost things. Wielding a huge battle axe, he rushed towards Mu Yu with a furious aura. Mu Yu took a deep breath to dispel the fear in his heart, and he straightened his chest to meet this battle of life and death.

Thunder fell from the sky again and gathered above Mu Yu's head. He spread his hands and unleashed his power, colliding with the Ghost Master's furious onslaught. The clash between the thunderbolt and the tomahawk triggered a violent explosion, and the powerful shock wave instantly blew away the surrounding ghosts.

Mu Yu's power gradually suppressed the ghost master's rage. The ghost lord's face was hideous, and his mouth let out a final roar. He wields his tomahawk faster and with more force. However, none of this could change his fate.

The thunder roared again, completely devouring the ghost master. Mu Yu closed his eyes tightly, feeling the power circulating in his body. He knew he had won. The battle is over. He succeeded in protecting himself and the people around him.

When the thunder in the sky disappeared, there was a brief silence around.

From the depths of the earth, there were strong tremors. It was as if the ancient gates of hell were slowly opened, and with an endless cold aura, from the dark abyss of the underworld, the huge ghost thing appeared.

Its form resembled a towering mountain, its muscles glistening with a cold, metallic sheen in the moonlight. Its face looked like a demon in hell, and its deep eyes were filled with endless darkness and great power. On the body of the ghost, there is a blue-gray flame that flickers in the dark underworld, as if it is a karmic fire from hell.

The ghost creature's body exudes a terrifying aura that is filled with endless tyranny and destructive power. In its hands it held a massive chain, as hard as steel and covered with sharp spikes that seemed to tear everything apart.

This ghost creature has reached the realm of the Seal, which is a symbol of its power. In its body, one can only feel endless fear and powerlessness. Its existence is like a great warning to all living beings that after death, there is a real hell. 、

Beneath this ancient and mysterious land, there is a dusty history, which is a story about the ancient people of the underworld.

The Underworld, a powerful race that once shook the Empire, and whose power stems from their devout worship of the gods of the Underworld and their deep understanding of the underworld. However, power is not omnipotent, and they have lost control of their desires and gradually degenerated, beginning to covet the inheritance of the gods of the underworld.

It was an extremely dark time, and the ancient tribes of the underworld were no longer satisfied with their underworld territory, but tried in vain to break through the seal and obtain the power of the gods of the underworld. They try to break the seal, but this requires a special kind of energy that they cannot support themselves. So, they began to plunder from the outside world, drawing strength from the grief and fear of living beings.

Their actions caught the attention of the gods of the underworld. Their greed and arrogance crossed the gods' bottom line, and the gods of the underworld decided to punish them. Overnight, the entire clan of the Ancient Underworld was sealed, and their souls were bound to the underworld, unable to return to the present world.

The sealed Underworld can no longer pose a threat to the present world, but their existence is still a threat to living beings. Because once their seal is broken, they may once again cause trouble to the world. As a result, the gods of the underworld have placed many seals on the underworld to ensure that they will never be able to return to this world.

It was a young man his age, with wisdom and determination in his eyes. He had a resolute countenance, a tall figure, and a plain white robe that contrasted sharply with the night. In his body, Mu Yu felt a powerful power that was different from himself. It is an unfathomable power from the unknown, closely related to the power of the gods of the underworld.

In the gloomy and solemn underworld, a group of ghostly figures suddenly stirred. They are the degenerates of the underworld, soulless ghosts, who only wander in the underworld. And today, their prey has finally appeared - a inheritor.

This inheritor was only fifteen or sixteen years old, but his eyes were full of perseverance and wisdom. His name is Xia Fan, and he is the inheritor of the gods of the underworld. His arrival has caused this group of fallen ghosts to lose their previous peace. They surrounded them like sharks smelling blood, and in an instant, they surrounded Xia Fan at the core.

Although Xia Fan is young, his eyes reveal a depth and calmness beyond his age. He understands that this is a challenge he has to face. He clenched the spell in his hand, his lips moved slightly, and he recited the mysterious incantation. Only to hear a roar, those ghostly figures were pushed away by a powerful force, revealing a passage.

However, the depraved demons did not give up. They flocked to Xia Fan like a tidal wave, trying to devour him. Xia Fan took a deep breath and raised the talisman in his hand high. With a roar, a huge gluttonous beast suddenly descended from the sky and descended on the ghosts.

This gluttonous image is like a scene of the end of the world, it gulps wide, and a powerful suction force sucks those ghostly figures into its belly. Xia Fan, on the other hand, took the opportunity to run into the distance, trying to escape from this danger. However, those ghostly figures did not give up. They flocked to Xia Fan from all directions, trying to stop him from escaping.

Xia Fan knew in his heart that he had nowhere to escape. He had to face this challenge, and he had to overcome these fallen demons. He clenched the spell in his hand and pronounced the final incantation. There was another roar, and the giant gluttony reappeared. This time, however, it didn't devour the ghosts. Instead, it flew towards the sky, leaving a trail of light that shone towards Xia Fan.

Xia Fan felt a powerful force surging into his body. He understood that this was the inheritance power of that gluttonous beast. He clenched his fists and felt the power surging through his body. He knew that he had already obtained half of the gluttonous inheritance power.

However, the boy is no longer alive. Mu Yu saw his corpse lying in front of him, surrounded by ghosts and creatures, as if celebrating their victory. Those ghosts should have surrendered to him, because he was the inheritor of the gods of the underworld, and he had an irresistible majesty of the ghosts. However, they killed him and took away his inheritance.

In the gloomy and ancient palace, the door of the underworld slowly opened. It was a gate full of traces of age, covered in rust, and unknown symbols and textures. It seems to tell one ancient legend after another, and its existence is undoubtedly full of endless temptations for those who seek power.

The king of the ancient clan of the underworld stood on the threshold of that gate, his gaze deep and determined. He was dressed in a black robe, embroidered with mysterious runes that shimmered faintly, like the light of a star in the night. His face is resolute, with cold and deep eyes, as if he can see through life and death, and gain insight into the secrets of all things in the world.

He looked ahead, and the door of the underworld was slowly opening at his will. From that door, wisps of black mist swirled out, like the breath of the netherworld, which made people shudder. These black mist seemed to have life, spreading out to the surroundings, and wherever they went, the breath of life seemed to be swallowed by them.

The people in the palace, pulled by the powerful attraction, walked step by step towards the door of the underworld. Some of them are in pursuit of higher power, and some are in search of eternal life, but whatever their purpose, they will be tempted by the gate of the underworld and fall victim to the king's breakthrough.

The king stood there, watching it all with cold eyes. His heart was filled with determination and anticipation. He knew that only in this way could he reach a higher realm. He opened the gates of the underworld, lured more people into it, and extracted their vitality to help him break through. His actions were vicious, but he did not move. For him, only strength is the most important thing. Everything else is just a stepping stone on his way forward.

He glared at the King of the Underworld, his eyes shining with determination and determination. His hand gripped the Staff of Thunder, from which a great power swelled. With his call, black thunder fell from the sky, like a sharp sword splitting the heavens and the earth, and the bursting thunder light illuminated the dark underworld.

The King of the Underworld, the ruthless king, seemed so small in front of the power of thunder. His image is no longer the unbelievable throne, but a weak man trembling under the thunder of the shepherd. His face showed horror and reluctance, a frustration he had never felt before.

At the same time, Ren Hua was watching the battle from the sidelines, his eyes were full of great excitement and expectation. He watched Mu Yu's battle, felt the surging flame breath, and his heartbeat burned like a flame. Powerful flames erupted from his palms, a fiery force, a force that could incinerate everything.

The cooperation between Ren Hua and Mu Yu seems to be natural, and their strength echoes each other, like a fire burning in the underworld.

Their roars mingle with the clashing of metal to form a tragic movement. Their flesh and blood shone in the sun, as if to tell everyone that it was a battle of life and death.

At this moment, the power within the underworld was also detonated. Powerful energies surged deep underground, like bombs exploding silently in the darkness. The force shook the entire land, blurring everything around it. One can clearly feel that this is an extraordinary force, a force that can change the pattern of the world.

Suddenly, more people sensed the force. They either came from distant cities or walked out of the deep mountains and old forests, and they had only one goal, that is, in the underworld. They may be warriors, mages, or other characters, but they all understand that this is a battle for the fate of the world.

They all came to the Gate of the Underworld, an ancient and mysterious gate that led to a forgotten world. Warriors puff their chests and prepare to enter a world of danger and opportunity. The mages chanted ancient mantras in whispers at the door, blessing the warriors. While others gathered at the gates, silently praying for the warriors.

At this moment, the power within the underworld is getting stronger and stronger, as if it wants to swallow the whole world.

Clark makes a comeback with the gods of Valhalla and appears on the battlefield. Their appearance made the battle more tense and fierce in an instant. Clark and his priests were clad in golden light, their eyes full of determination and determination, as if no power could stop them.

At this time, Mu Yu was fighting fiercely with the king of the underworld. Mu Yu was wearing a black armor and holding a jet-black long sword, his figure flying in the air, his movements were flexible and agile. The King of the Underworld, on the other hand, was dressed in silver armor and held a golden sword, his figure was tall and mighty, exuding a powerful aura.

Clark's eyes were cold, and an icy chill filled his body. His hands danced rapidly, chanting ancient freezing spells. In an instant, a powerful cold current converged around him, sweeping like an ice dragon towards the distant herd rain.

Mu Yu stared at the rushing cold current, she did not flinch, but raised her long sword and recited the mantra. In an instant, a scorching flash of fire shot from the tip of her sword, a wall of samadhi true fire, like an impregnable barrier that prevented Clark from spreading his frost attack.

However, in the midst of this fierce confrontation, the King of the Underworld suddenly burst out of the dark corner, and as soon as he grabbed Clark's arm, he instantly froze it. This sudden turn of events brought the battle to a brief standstill.

The King of the Underworld sneered, his gaze revealing a frenzy for this battle. He flicked his arm vigorously and threw Clark aside. Clark tumbled several laps in the air before slamming heavily to the floor.

Just as the King of the Mansion was about to launch an attack on Clark, Mu Yu quickly jumped behind him and swung his sword. The sword aura was like a rainbow, rushing straight into the vest of the king of the underworld. However, the King of the Underworld seemed to have expected it, and he dodged the fatal blow with a sideways dodge.

Then, the king of the underworld reflexively punched and smashed directly into Mu Yu. Mu Yu barely parried the blow, but was shocked and took a few steps back. She felt her internal organs tremble, the force of the blow was too strong.

At this point, Clark struggled to his feet, and he understood that the two of them were now in danger. He endured the pain, mobilized his remaining strength, and prepared to join forces with Mu Yu against the King of the Underworld.

His hands slowly raised, and with a buzzing sound, a deep realm spread out of his body. This realm, like an invisible force field, envelops everything around it, making time and space distorted and blurred.

"Destiny Realm!" Mu Yu let out a low shout, and the energy in the field began to surge, forming a powerful storm. In an instant, there was a thunderous roar from the storm, which shook the surrounding mountains and trembled. A blood-colored thunderbolt descended from the sky and blasted towards the King of the Underworld and Clark.

The blood-colored thunder seemed to be alive, winding and twisting in the void, emitting terrifying energy fluctuations. It pierced through the barrier of space and hit the shields of the two directly. The blood-colored thunder slammed into the shield, bursting with brilliant light, as if it was about to swallow the entire world.

At the same time, the King of the Underworld and Clark also felt threatened by this energy. They understood that this was a head-on collision between Mu Yu's Heavenly Destiny Realm and their power. The two of them didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and poured out all the energy in their bodies, forming two powerful energy streams, which crashed towards the blood-colored thunder.

The two streams of energy converged in the air, erupting into a deafening roar. A powerful shockwave spread in all directions, rolling up a cloud of dust and rubble. The whole world seemed to tremble, and the terrifying energy fluctuations made everyone's hearts palpitate.

In this energy matchup, both sides showed amazing strength and willpower. Mu Yu's Heavenly Destiny Realm and the energy flow of the King of the Underworld and Clark converged in the air, forming a brilliant light. The light was like a huge ball of fire, illuminating everything around it, illuminating the barren land as if it were day.

The collision of energies lasted for several minutes. In the end, the blood-colored thunder and the shockwave of the energy stream canceled each other out, and both sides paid a huge price in this contest. The King of the Underworld and Clark took a few steps back, their faces pale. And Mu Yu also felt weak because of the consumption of energy. However, there was a firm conviction in his eyes. He is convinced that he made the right choice and that this fight must be held to the end.

The gods of the water god are cold and resolute, ready to unleash a powerful attack. Their eyes were as cold as ice, cold and ruthless, and they seemed to look down on all life and death. Their movements are in harmony like graceful dancers in the water, dancing and then suddenly bursting with great force.

It was an irresistible torrent, fierce and majestic, as if it was about to tear the entire Valhalla hall apart. The water splashed, the waves rolled, and the powerful force instantly filled the entire space. The attack erupted like a torrent, bombarding the rain in the distance.

In the face of this sudden attack, Mu Yu did not show any fear. His eyes were firm and decisive, as if he had long put life and death out of the way. His hands were clasped together, and the Heavenly Eye Realm instantly erupted behind him, like a huge golden aura, enveloping his entire body.

The light of the Celestial Eyes illuminated the depths of Valhalla, and the golden light was filled with endless majesty and power. It was like a majestic mountain, standing firmly and firmly behind Mu Yu, blocking the attack of the water god disciple.

The splash of water and the golden light collided in the air, making a piercing grinding sound. The powerful power instantly overflowed, shaking the surrounding space into a buzz. Everything in Valhalla trembled under the impact of this force, as if it seemed so insignificant under this powerful attack.

However, under this powerful attack, Mu Yu did not take half a step back. There was a determined glint in his eyes, as if no amount of attack could shake his faith. His Celestial Eye Realm was like a huge shield, blocking the water god's attack, dissolving its power into invisibility.

This is a battle between gods and gods, a showdown that cannot be compromised. The gods of the water god attacked with all their might, while Mu Yu counterattacked with the Tianmu realm. In this conflict, both the gods of the water god and Mu Yu showed great strength and firm determination. The outcome of this battle will determine the fate of Valhalla, as well as the future of Muyu.