Against the backdrop of the moonlight, Ren Hua's figure looked extremely distorted, but full of power. His body was enveloped in blood-red flames, which seemed to erupt from the depths of his soul, madly blazing. His eyes sparkled with a burning desire, a thirst for strength, an anticipation of a challenge.

His hands were clenched into fists, as if he was in great pain, and as if he was trying his best to control the violent force. Every breath he took was like a desert with hot wind, and the breath he exhaled seemed to ignite a fire in the air.

Ren Hua's body looked like a volcano under the reflection of blood-red flames, violent and hot. He rushed towards the moon, a reckless attack, a determination to burn jade. His figure streaked a blood-colored trail in the moonlight, it was his determination, his courage, and his madness.

Yue Yuming looked at Ren Hua who rushed towards him, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by coldness. He understood that this was a battle from which he could not escape. He raised his long knife and prepared to meet Ren Hua's attack.

The blood-red flames burning around Ren Hua's body were like a demonic ghost fire, flickering with the wind, illuminating his determined countenance. The flame seemed to empower, making his figure tall and mighty in the moonlight. His gaze was as sharp as an eagle, and with an indescribable determination, he stabbed straight at his opponent, Tsukiyomi.

Yue Yuming, this mysterious and powerful enemy, did not show any fear in the face of Ren Hua's approach. Instead, his face shone with a look of anticipation, as if admiring the storm that he had caused with his own hands. His figure fluttered in the moonlight, sometimes turning into a phantom, sometimes realizing in front of Ren Hua, and every movement carried an invisible sense of oppression.

The battle between the two unfolds in this quiet night. Every collision is like the convergence of two huge currents, stirring up thrilling waves. Ren Hua's blood-red flames collided with the invisible power of the moon reading, tearing through the air and producing a strong explosion.

Ren Hua's movements were as fast as lightning, and he was like a fire god wrapped in flames, rushing towards the moon with the momentum of a violent wind. His hands swept across the void, bringing up a series of afterimages, and slammed into the moon with speed and accuracy. And Yue Yumei responded in his own unique way, he danced flexibly and skillfully defused Ren Hua's attack. His eyes were as deep as the sea, flashing with a playful light, as if he was appreciating Ren Hua's attack.

The battle intensified, and the figures of the two staggered in the moonlight, too fast to capture. Their power kept colliding, and the energy fluctuations that erupted were heart-palpitating. It's a no-fancy, pure power showdown, and it's also a battle of spirits.

The determination and firmness in Ren Hua's eyes became more and more intense, and he understood that this was a battle of life and death. He turned the fear, pain, and even exhaustion into motivation to keep him going. He understands that only by passing this test can he truly transform.

Yue Yuming'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.

In the end, Ren Hua let out an earth-shattering roar under the blood-red flames. His body instantly turned into a ray of light, and he rushed towards the moon with an unstoppable momentum. And Yue Yuming did not flinch, he rushed towards Ren Hua's light.

The two completely collided in the moonlight, and their strength, will, and determination all reached their peak at this moment. Their figures staggered, separated, and intertwined in the moonlight. The battle had come to an end, but their duel was not.

At that moment, Ren Hua was no longer just three heads and six arms. His body was covered in countless blood-colored flames, which seemed to come to life, twisting and tumbling to form countless huge arms. His posture is majestic and mysterious, like a burning fire god, challenging Tsukiyomi with endless enthusiasm and strength.

Yue Yumei, a mysterious figure with the moon as his totem, faced this sea of flames like a raging fire, but there was no panic or panic on his face. On the contrary, his eyes shimmered with a cold light in the night, as if he had seen through the nothingness of all this. He waved the Moon Scepter in his hand, guiding his flaming arms towards him with an irresistible momentum.

Flame and cold moon, two very different forces collide on this mysterious night. The sound of the explosion was deafening like the heavens and the earth cracking. The flames intertwined with the moonlight to form a huge fire tornado that engulfed everything around it. The scorching flames and the icy moonlight fiercely competed in this space, setting off an astonishing storm of energy.

Ren Hua's body swayed in the energy storm, but his eyes were as firm as iron. He seemed to have turned into a fiery phoenix, rushing towards the moon with incomparable determination and courage. His figure blurred in the interweaving of moonlight and flames, until finally turned into a flash of fire, breaking through the mysterious night.

At this moment, Ren Hua was no longer just three heads and six arms, he turned into a flame-like god, and wrapped Yue Yu's life tightly with countless blood-colored flame arms.

Suddenly, a powerful energy erupted from Yue Yumei's body, just like the bright moon at night suddenly broke through the clouds, it was a bright and scorching force, which made it impossible to look at it directly. His body seemed to have turned into an active energy source, and the invisible power spread out to all sides, forming a powerful aura.

At the same time, Ren Hua's arms were blown off one by one by the energy of the moon reading life like a branch in the wind. The blood splattered from the severed arm evaporated instantly under the impact of energy, leaving only a terrible scream echoing in the air. Every time the arm is blown off, it seems to be silently announcing the strength and ruthlessness of Yue Yu's life.

Their battles were fierce and terrifying, each collision like a landslide that made the world around them tremble. Tsukiyomei's face always maintained that calm and calmness, as if all this was expected by him. Ren Hua, on the other hand, had a face of pain and fear, his arm was blown off, and his body was crumbling from the impact of energy, but he couldn't resist the attack of Yue Yumei.

The god of fire and the god of water broke the ban of the Nine Dragons God's fire cover, and swept in like two huge storms of power. Their target, Ren Hua, stood in the center of Valhalla, facing an attack from two mythical forces, his eyes full of determination and determination.

Loki, the god of fire, his body seemed to be made of pure flames, and his eyes were like scorching coals, glowing with fierce fire. He rushed towards Ren Hua, with a scorching wave of fire with every step, as if even the cold of Valhalla had become warm under the heat of this flame. As soon as his hand was raised, a red fireball flew out of his palm and shot straight towards Ren Hua.

At the same time, Otina, the goddess of water, her body is like flowing clear water, and her face is beautiful and dignified. Her eyes glowed with calm water, and she looked at Ren Hua, as if she could see through his heart. With a flick of her fingers, a crystal column of water flew out from her fingertips, like a smart snake, galloping towards Ren Hua.

The prohibition of the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover has been breached, and Ren Hua is facing unprecedented pressure.

At this time, Ren Hua had completely fallen into an uncontrollable state of madness. There was a powerful force surging through him, a blood-colored flame, like a beast trapped in a cage, desperate to break free and act recklessly.

The flame seemed to have life, churning and dancing, like a giant dragon roaring in Ren Hua's body. It erupted from within his body, turning into a blood-colored river, flying through the air, galloping, and striking at all forces that stood in his way. It was a desire to destroy, a madness that consumed everything.

The river of blood slammed into the gods. The god of fire, the god of water, and the moon reading life, these characters who existed in legends, were now facing Ren Hua's blood-colored flames in horror. The flames were so hot that even gods could burn them; The flames were so cold that they could freeze all life.

The power of the god of fire and water seemed so fragile under the impact of the river of blood, like a candle flame in a storm, which could be blown out at any time. The mysterious power of the Moon-Reading Destiny also seemed powerless in the face of this raging river of blood, and his Moon-Reading Eyes could not resist this crazy power.

At this moment, Ren Hua was like a demon god, and his blood-colored flames shrouded everything in darkness.

In a sea of blood-colored flames, the god of water and fire stood heroically, their power converging into a brilliant light that illuminated the entire fiery space. However, in this raging sea of fire, they became weaker and weaker, and they were gradually swallowed up by the tumbling river of blood.

Ren Hua's clothes were tattered at this time, his face was pale and cold, and he stood in the river of blood, as if he was its master. He gazed at the god of water and fire with a mad and cold gaze, and although his body trembled in pain, he did not flinch.

His hands swept through the river of blood, leaving behind strange runes, and at the cost of pain, he constantly drove the river of blood to rush to read his life to the moon. His power was transmitted through the river of blood, forming an irresistible torrent.

With each injury, his eyes became more frantic. His laughter echoed through the space, full of madness and mockery. He is like a persistent artist, painting thrilling pictures with his own blood, allowing people to see his madness and determination.

Even though the water gods and fire gods were powerful, they seemed powerless in the face of the frenzy of the Blood River. They struggled, but the tumbling river of blood devoured them mercilessly as if it had life.

Ren Hua's body trembled in pain, his strength was draining, but he was like a ruthless monarch, driving the river of blood mercilessly. His heart was full of determination and faith, and he would never back down even in the face of death.

Finally, the river of blood rushed to the moon to read his life. It was an irresistible force, Ren Hua's determination and madness. In the blood-colored flames, Ren Hua's battle with the water god and the fire god reached a climax.

In the fierce battle, Ren Hua's expression was solemn, and he waved the river of blood, which was a boiling river, full of endless power. The god of fire and the god of water, these two ancient gods, under the reflection of this river of blood, are even more majestic and inviolable.

Ren Hua suddenly recited the mantra, and the blood river instantly rolled over, forming a huge lotus shape, which was the Nine Turns Golden Lotus, one of the most mysterious magic weapons in the world. As soon as this golden lotus came out, the entire heaven and earth were filled with a divine aura, and it seemed that even time had stood still.

He looked at the two gods in front of him, and without hesitation, he waved his broken arm and threw his arm towards the Nine Turns Golden Lotus. At this moment, his body seemed to become more illusory, but his eyes were full of determination and determination.

Nourished by the blood of Ren Hua's broken arm, the Nine Turns Golden Lotus bloomed with even more brilliant light, as if it wanted to illuminate the whole world. Then, with unstoppable power, it detonated in an instant.

In that intense flash, the god of fire and water were devoured. In the face of great force, their bodies became like a lonely boat swaying in the wind and waves. Their power, their divine might, their lives, were all consumed by this power.

A powerful shock wave caused a catastrophe on the ground. The whole ground trembled, large swaths of the ground were blasted open, and dust obscured the sky. The god of fire and the god of water fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string at the moment when their power dissipated. Their life and death can no longer be determined.

Ren Hua's figure is like a strong wind, firmly passing through the darkness of the night. His body had already suffered serious injuries, leaving deep blood marks on every step. His smile became distorted and insane, like a maniac tormented by pain, with no regard for his own safety.

His clothes were soaked with blood, the muscles of his body were twisted by painful spasms, and every inch of his skin was filled with sharp pain that penetrated deep into his bone marrow. However, none of this could stop his determination to move forward towards the Tsukiyomi. His eyes were determined and determined, like a berserker who saw his target, and no obstacle could get him off track.

His steps are heavy, but every step is full of power. His wild laughter echoed through the night air like a curse, shaking the lives around him. He held a bloodstained dagger in his hand, which was his challenge to Tsukiyo's life and his rebellion against fate.

Ren Hua is no longer the carefree teenager he is, he has grown into a warrior determined to challenge his fate in this brutal battle. His wild laughter was full of anticipation for the future and excitement for challenges. He knows that his goal lies ahead and that he must rise to the challenge with the utmost 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 did not regret it. Because he knows that only by paying these costs can he truly get closer to his goal and truly challenge the Tsukiyomi fate.

Ren Hua's wild laughter echoed in the night, Ren Hua's back was like a majestic mountain, his figure standing motionless in the wind. His black magic pattern, as if given life, slowly spread behind him, like a dark vine, entrenched in his head, enveloping it into a mysterious black totem. It was an ancient magic, a power from hell that had awakened in him, making him so weird and terrifying under this moonlight.

Ren Hua's eyes were like two raging flames, blazing and furious. His face, covered in black lines, made him look like a demon from hell. Behind him, those blood-red flames erupted like a volcano, frenzied and blazing. They surged behind him, as if they were about 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 the moon reading. They danced in the air, as if wielding a giant magic sword, with untold power and fury. It was a roar of hell, a display of strength, an unyielding struggle.

Tsukiyomi looked at this demon from hell, and his heart was filled with fear. He knew that this was a force he couldn't resist. He tried to struggle, but the flames were already close at hand. He felt the heat and the threat of death. His heart was beating faster and his soul was trembling. He knew that he could no longer escape the attack of this demon from hell.

The flames behind Ren Hua were like a blood-colored frenzy, violently slamming towards Yue Yu's life. At that moment, it was as if the whole world was plunged into an endless sea of fire, a flame from hell, an irresistible force.

Under Ren Hua's onslaught, Yue Yuming was already powerless. His body was battered by that powerful force, and every step seemed difficult and heavy. His face was as pale as a ghost, and there was a look of disbelief in his eyes, a formidable foe he had never encountered.

Ren Hua, a gentle and low-key man on weekdays, has turned into a ferocious beast at this moment, and his physical strength is staggeringly powerful. Every punch, every kick, carries with it the power to destroy everything. The dense face on Yue Yuming's body was originally his proud work, but now it looked so vulnerable under Ren Hua's attack.

That face cracked open under Ren Hua's power, like a broken mirror, each piece reflecting the horror and frustration of Yue Yumei. His body trembled under Ren Hua's attack, a fear that came from the depths of his soul. He couldn't understand why this mortal, whom he usually regarded as an ant, could have such great power.

Ren Hua's eyes were as cold as ice, and every attack he attacked was resolute and decisive. He seems to have seen through all of Tsukiyomei's moves, and every time he can dodge Tsukiyomei's attack just right, but Tsukiyomi can't stop his attack.

Yue Yumei finally understood that he had lost this battle. He lost to this man he once looked down on, and his pride and self-confidence were completely shattered in this moment. He looked at the broken face, which was his reflection and his failure. He couldn't believe it, but the reality in front of him made him have to accept it.

Ren Hua's eyes revealed deep firmness and determination, and he knew that this was his opportunity. He no longer spares his hand, and every attack is carried with the determination to kill. He knew that this was a battle of his fate and he could not afford to lose.

Yue Yumei struggled under Ren Hua's attack, but that didn't make sense anymore. His strength has been completely destroyed by Ren Hua, and he can no longer resist Ren Hua's attack. His body trembled under Ren Hua's attack, and every punch made him feel a wave of vertigo.

In the end, Ren Hua's final blow hit Yue Yu's life hard. Tsukiyomi 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.