The sound of Mu Yu's footsteps rattled in the breeze, and in the darkness, Moraga's gaze was fixed on him like a viper.

The shadow of Moraga, the shadow hidden in the darkness that Mu Yu could not see, posed a great threat to him. It was a fear that came from the depths of the heart, like an appendage that was hard to shake off. He could feel the presence of the shadow of Moraga, like a sharp sword in the darkness, hanging above his head, ready to fall at any moment.

However, at this moment when he needed help the most, Mu Yu appeared in front of his old rival, the Great Tengu. This powerful opponent has clashed with Mu Yu many times, and each time it has made Mu Yu pay a great price. At this moment, their gazes met in the air, stirring up an invisible spark.

Despite the difficulties, Mu Yu did not give up. He took a deep breath and clenched his fists, gathering strength from his fingertips. The blue arc of lightning jumped between his fingers, gradually forming a bright thunderbolt. He raised his head to the sky and roared, pushing the thunder towards the Great Tengu.

It was a brilliant light that pierced the dark sky and instantly illuminated everything around it. The power and sound of the thunder shook the entire wilderness, causing the shadow of Moroka in the darkness to take a step back. The Great Tengu, on the other hand, was struck by the thunder, and his body rolled in the air several times before falling heavily to the ground.

Mu Yu followed closely and continued to attack. He brandished the Thunder Sword in his hand and rushed towards the Great Tengu. Their battle began again, and Mu Yu's anger and determination were vividly displayed at this moment. No matter how difficult it was, he would never give up his resistance.

In the fierce battle, Mu Yu faced tremendous pressure. His opponents, the Great Tengu and Oroga, not only possess great strength and agility, but also employ cunning tactics. Despite his best efforts to dodge, he was overwhelmed by countless tiny needles and threads that rained down like a torrential rain.

Mu Yu had to quickly deploy the power grid in an attempt to fend off these deadly attacks. However, the needles and threads seemed to be endless, like a dark night, constantly eroding his defenses. His movements were becoming heavy and sluggish, as if every step was bogged down in a quagmire, and his defenses were rapidly depleting.

Just as he was struggling to resist, a strange priest suddenly appeared beside him. This god's face was deep and his eyes were cold, giving people an indescribable sense of oppression. He attacked mercilessly, targeting Mu Yu's life.

This god's methods are extremely clever, making Mu Yu almost impossible to resist. His offensive came like a tidal wave, so that Mu Yu could only parry. Every attack seemed to tear through Mu Yu's defenses, and every resistance seemed to challenge his limits.

Faced with such a predicament, Mu Yu felt unprecedented pressure. His heart was beating like a drum, his breathing was rapid, and his nerves were tense as if they were about to break. He knew that if he didn't find a breakthrough quickly, he might fall here.

Before Mu Yu could relax his vigilance, the earth began to surge, and countless earth thorns attacked him. His eyes lit up, and he instantly activated the Heavenly Destiny Realm, trying to resist this sudden attack with his own strength. He was in the wrong shape and skillfully dodged the first wave of ground thorns, however, more ground spikes seemed endless, stabbing at him one after another.

At this moment, a young girl suddenly appeared beside him. Her face is delicate, her eyes are resolute, and she exudes an indomitable spirit. Without hesitation, she kicked Mu Yu in the face, and a powerful force instantly kicked him out.

Mu Yu was caught off guard by this sudden attack, and he struggled to stand up, only to feel a sharp pain on his face. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at the girl with doubts and wariness in his eyes.

The girl gave him a cold look, and she said, "You seem to enjoy the feeling of being attacked? Then let you see the more exciting ones. Before the words fell, her body moved, and she attacked Mu Yu again.

The four gods who surrounded Mu Yu, each with a cold and cruel expression. Their gaze was like a sharp sword, stabbing at Mu Yu, as if to tear him apart completely. Their bodies tensed, as if they were about to burst, and the atmosphere of murder made the air around them seem to condense.

The previous Clarke, Molovi and others, their ghostly figures loomed in the moonlight, a total of ten gods, the number is staggering. They were like ghosts in the night, with a cold and majestic smile, completely enveloping Mu Yu.

Faced with this seemingly hopeless situation, the helplessness in Mu Yu's heart was like a heavy hammer, slamming heavily on his heart. He looked around, and the eyes of the gods were full of banter and mockery, as if they were waiting for him to be captured.

However, at this critical moment, a dark figure galloped from a distance, it was a voice that he was once extremely familiar with, and now he was extremely looking forward to - Ji Hexuan.

She was like a meteor in the night sky, with an unstoppable momentum, breaking the stalemate in an instant. Her eyes were like knives, as if they could pierce through all falsehood. Her figure looked more and more mysterious in the moonlight, like a goddess in the moon palace, volleying into the sky.

With her help, the six Divine Disciples were taken away in an instant, and their figures disappeared in the moonlight, leaving only the shocked expressions of the ten Divine Disciples. At this moment, they seemed to realize that what they were facing was not a simple opponent, but a trap that had been prepared for a long time. However, no matter how much they struggled, they could no longer change the established results.

Mu Yu's face was as pale as a ghost. His mask, originally plain white, suddenly glowed a blazing red as if it had been scorched by flames. This change seems to herald an impending storm.

His eyes, as deep as night, shimmered with contradictions. On the one hand, they exude endless compassion, as if all the suffering in the world is in full view. On the other hand, they radiate a strong determination, such as a determination that can be overcome no matter what the odds.

A powerful demonic aura, like a demon that had just escaped from hell, erupted from Mu Yu's body. It was a dark, violent force that encapsulated the anger and sadness, despair and hope in his heart. This force, like a bound beast, is eager to unleash its wrath.

The four gods were shocked by the demonic aura emanating from Mu Yu's body, and they froze in place, like frozen statues. Their faces were filled with fear, the fear of facing the unknown, the awe of great power. They couldn't move, they couldn't speak, they could only look at Mu Yu quietly, as if they were looking at a demon coming out of the abyss.

Mu Yu's figure appeared even taller in the moonlight, and his every movement carried a chilling killing intent. He stretched out his finger and with a flick of it, the red demonic energy swept towards the four gods like a giant dragon. The gods and disciples were so vulnerable in the face of this force, and their defenses were like paper paste in front of Mu Yu's demonic energy.

At this moment, Mu Yu is synonymous with death, and his existence is a threat to all the lives around him. His mask is no longer a simple red, but a complex color that contains anger, sadness, despair and hope. It's like a delicate painting, depicting the magnificence of his heart.

Mu Yu's figure was like a raging ghost, his body was surrounded by blood-colored thunder and lightning, and the strong current was like thousands of poisonous snakes, tumbling and roaring, forming a chilling coercion. His eyes, glowing with a fierce cold light, seemed to pierce people's hearts.

With a flick of his fingers, the blood-colored thunderbolt quickly transformed into countless hideous ghost dragons as if it had been summoned. They are about several feet long, with fangs and claws, and their bodies twist and twist, as if they want to tear through space and soar into the sky. These ghost dragons swept towards the Great Tengu, and the momentum seemed to engulf the entire world.

And Mu Yu, whose figure crossed the night sky like lightning, came to Moroja in an instant. His eyes were cold and firm, like a frozen lake in the cold winter, quiet and deep. His fist was clenched, and that power seemed to gather all the power between heaven and earth, and a powerful air flow emanated from his fist, like a tiger coming out of the gate, violent and mighty.

This punch, with endless power and determination, blasted towards Moraga. Although Namaraga's face was expressionless, the surprise in his eyes could not be concealed. He obviously didn't expect that Mu Yu's strength would be so strong.

At this time, the ghost dragon formed by the blood-colored thunder and lightning had also surrounded the Great Tengu, and the endless coercion made it a little difficult for the Great Tengu to resist. All of this reached a climax with Mu Yu's punch.

In the blood-colored electrical storm, the Great Tengu was like a fluttering feather, violently thrown out by the violent force. His figure was extraordinarily small in the blood-colored lightning, but it was also extraordinarily tough. Like a brave eagle, he spreads his wings in the storm, even in the face of irresistible forces, he does not flinch.

However, just as he was pushed into the distance by the electric storm, Mu Yu instantly turned around and aimed directly at the girl among the two new gods. The girl is still young, and her face is delicate, like a jade rabbit in the moonlight, cold and pure. But her eyes are full of perseverance and determination, as if there is endless courage hidden in the depths.

The girl's leg skills are unusual, and each blow is like a thunderous fury, powerful and furious. Her movements were lightning fast, and as soon as Mu Yu approached, she had already attacked. Every collision is like a metal clash of sparks. Mu Yu tried more than thirty times, and each time he was repelled by those legs.

However, Mu Yu did not give up because of this. He is like an unyielding beast, constantly groping and trying under the attack of his prey. Finally, he found a flaw, lunged forward, and slammed his palm into the girl's leg. The girl snorted, and was repelled a few steps by Mu Yu's power.

The battle was fierce and brutal, with blood-colored electricity raging through the space, staining everything around it with a layer of blood. The Great Tengu battles the Electric Storm in the distance, and the battle between Makiyu and the Maiden escalates. Each of their attacks is full of determination and courage, and each of their defenses shows their tenacity and wisdom.

Moraga's figure appeared like a ghost, his face obscured by darkness, and only a pair of eyes that shimmered with a fierce light were exposed to the air like a beast. He rushed out of the shadows, with an unstoppable impact, like a dark storm, blowing violently towards the rain.

Mu Yu stood in place, his body like a mountain, and he did not show the slightest fear in the face of Moroga's attack. His eyes were deep and firm, like the sea of stars, unwavering. His hands danced in front of him, as if playing a symphony of death, and the melody was full of endless majesty and power.

In an instant, the surrounding air was instantly withdrawn, forming a huge vacuum vortex. Countless blood thunderbolts gathered wildly between his hands under Mu Yu's control, as if they were pregnant with the power of a universe. Then, they turned into streams of light, like bullets out of their arms, and flew towards Morogar with a whistling sound that tore through the air.

The power of the attack was so powerful that it was as if even the space had been torn apart, revealing a deep darkness. The moment the blood thunder exploded, the air seemed to be scorched, and the flames that were enough to incinerate everything erupted from the blood thunder and swept towards Moraga.

Under the attack of this fiery fire, Moroka was like a fallen leaf in a storm, blown away by the force of the rage. His figure was blurred in the firelight, as if it had been burned to ashes by the flames. However, instead of flinching, he let out an even more ferocious roar under the attack.

This battle has just begun.

At that moment, the Divine Disciple who summoned the Earth Thorn once again showed his strength, his eyes shining with a cold light. He waved the staff in his hand, as if he was wielding a huge magic sword, and in an instant, a powerful seismic wave spread from under his feet, trying to interrupt the rhythm of Mu Yu's attack.

The power of this seismic wave was so powerful that even the air was torn apart, and the ground became turbulent for a moment, as if a sleeping beast had awakened in a roar. The dust was flying, the rubble was flying, and the whole scene became a mess.

However, in this raging seismic wave, Mu Yu was like an eagle spreading its wings in the air, rising out of the air. His figure crossed an elegant arc in the air, as if performing a magnificent dance. His fists clenched, and an invisible force was released from his body, a tenacious and unyielding faith, a never-say-die determination.

At the same time, another girl came kicking at an alarming speed. She was dressed in an elaborate battle suit, and her face was full of determination and determination. Her kicking movements were clean and neat, as fast as lightning, straight to Mu Yu's back. Naturally, she didn't want Mu Yu to leave this dangerous place.

However, Mu Yu was not disturbed by this sudden attack, his body was stunned in the air, and then he fell instantly. There was a determined glint in his eyes, and a mysterious power was released from his body, as if it was a challenge to fate. He shook his fist and rushed towards the girl.

At this moment, their battle had reached the most tense juncture, and both the divine disciple who summoned the earth thorn and the girl were doing their best to stop Mu Yu's actions.

Behind him, the true fire of the sun was like a fiery dragon, rolling and roaring in the air, its fiery power seemed to engulf the entire world.

The man who controlled the ground had an arrogant smile on his face, and he didn't seem to care about Mu Yu's attack. His fingers swept through the air, and the ground was at his mercy like a toy. His power is like holding the whole earth in his hands.

However, at this moment, thunder suddenly rumbled in the sky, and blood-colored lightning slashed to the ground like an angry dragon. The man's face changed, and the ground he controlled became vulnerable to the attack of the blood thunder. And Mu Yu took this opportunity to mix the Sun True Fire and Blood Thunder together, forming an earth-shattering attack.

The man looked up and saw a bright light falling from the sky and rushing straight towards him. The light was mixed with blazing flames and furious thunder and lightning, as if it was about to consume him completely. His face changed dramatically, and he tried to escape, but the ground was no longer under his control.

Eventually, the attack, which was mixed with the true fire of the sun and the blood thunder, fell on the man's body. He let out a terrible scream, and in the interweaving of the fire of the sun and the thunder of blood, the man trembled and struggled like a leaf in the wind. The smile of pride and contempt on his face had now been replaced by fear and pain. His clothes were instantly tattered in the flames and thunder, his skin was charred black, and blood gushed from the cracked wounds.

He tried to get up, but the damage was so intense that he couldn't move. He tried to speak, but painful gasps and moans could only come from his cracked throat. His eyes were filled with fear and helplessness, like a beast caught by a hunter.

At this suffocating moment, Mu Yu keenly seized the opportunity. Like an eagle with wings outstretched, she leaped over the heads of the crowd and landed in front of the man. The shadow of her fists poured down like a torrential rain, each punch carrying the power of the sun's fire and the fury of blood thunder.

The man's body trembled under her attack, as if he could not extricate himself from the whirlpool of pain. Each punch sent his body briefly floating in the air before slamming to the ground. His blood splattered in the air, and every drop fell on his body and on Mu Yu's fist like a proof of death.

Mu Yu's eyes flashed with determination, and her figure fluttered like a ghost in the attack. Her fists were filled with endless power and anger with each swing, as if to vent all the humiliation and pain on the man's body.