The moment Yang Cake came out, there was a mysterious power flowing around her, this power was like a star in the night, dark and bright, flowing outside her body. It was an indescribable aura, as if it connected her to the whole universe, powerful and mysterious.

Her gaze instantly locked on Mu Yu, who was being besieged. That petite body, under the countless attacks, looked so weak and helpless. A hint of surprise and anger flashed in Yang Cake's eyes. Her hand raised slightly, and an invisible force exploded in an instant, rushing towards those attackers like a tiger.

The force was so amazing that there seemed to be a thunderclap in the air, which shook the people around them for a while, unable to move. Behind Yang Cake, an illusory gluttonous shadow slowly emerged, which was a symbol of strength and a representative of majesty.

Yang Cake's eyes flashed with a determined light, and she burst out with amazing power with the power of gluttony. It was an irresistible impact that shook all the people besieging Mu Yu out. Yang Cake walked towards Muyu step by step, and every step carried the power of mountains and seas.

Mu Yu, who was besieged, watched Yang Cake come over, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, followed by surprise and gratitude. He didn't expect that when he was in the most danger, it was Yang Cake who stood up to protect him. His heart was filled with gratitude and respect.

At that moment, Yang Cake seemed to incarnate into an ancient and powerful existence, an ancient inheritance that went deep into the bone marrow. Her body trembled slightly, as if she was under some kind of great force. There was an irresistible aroma in the air, the aroma of food, but not anything ordinary about it. It was a seductive, forbidden taste, full of temptation and danger.

Yang Cake's body began to change, and her face became solemn and sacred. Her eyes shone with an ancient and mysterious light, a deep, powerful light. Her hands lifted slightly, as if manipulating some invisible force. In front of her, a plate of ordinary poplar cake gradually became no longer ordinary, it began to emit a brilliant light, it was a golden, warm light, as if it was the essence of sunshine, the source of life.

The aroma in the air is more intense, and it is an intoxicating, irresistible aroma. The aroma seems to speak of an ancient, forgotten heritage. A gluttonous roar echoed in the air, a roar of lust and wildness. Yang Cake's figure swayed in the air, as if under a strong pressure. Her eyes are firm and powerful, and it is a kind of firmness and anticipation for the future.

Then, that moment came. Yang Cake's fingers pressed lightly, and the plate of Yang Cake instantly became extremely bright. A powerful force erupted from Yang Cake's body, and it was an indescribable force. The force burned the air around them, making everything around them blurry and hard to see. Yang Cake's voice echoed in the air, a voice full of strength and determination.

"Open, controllable taboo!" Her voice is clear and powerful.

Then, everything fell silent. There was a strange calm in the air, a calm of anticipation and nervousness. Yang Cake's figure swayed in the air, and her countenance became solemn and sacred. Her eyes shone with an ancient and mysterious light, a glow of strength and determination.

This time, however, it was different from the last time. Last time, Yang Cake completely fell into madness after opening the taboo, but this time, she turned out to be sober. Her eyes were full of anticipation for the future and determination to take on challenges. She stood there, quietly waiting for what would happen next. Her heart is full of firmness and courage, which is firmness and courage for the unknown, but also firmness and courage for herself. 、

She kept approaching with a fast-paced pace, a pair of powerful fists that seemed to be able to break through the iron wall. She accepted Yang Cake's challenge without fear, and even in her eyes, Yang Cake's threat was only a little bigger than a stone.

However, when Yang Cake's fist collided head-on with her, the situation was reversed in an instant. Yang Cake's fist seems ordinary, but it contains amazing power. With that punch, the air seemed to tremble, and the woman was directly knocked out, hit the wall, and slid to the ground. Her eyes widened, showing disbelief at this sudden defeat.

The gluttonous spirit behind it awakens at this moment. It was a dark and powerful force that seemed to swallow everything. It opened its huge mouth and sucked into the air, and the shadows around it were quickly pulled into its mouth. The shadow emitted by Moroka was as fragile as a paper tiger in the face of this force, easily swallowed up.

A battle between gods and demons is in full swing. Moraga, dressed in bright silver armor and riding a mighty earth dragon, rushed towards the glutton. The earth dragon hissed, and the scales of its body flashed with cold light, like a bolt of lightning piercing the darkness and rushing towards the hideous-looking glutton.

The demon pestle in Moroga's hand also erupted with dazzling thunder at this moment. It was a symbol of strength, a determination, a fearless challenge. He brandished the demon pestle, and with a thunderous momentum, smashed it into Yang Cake. The poplar cake was not afraid, and a huge hammer appeared in her hand, with the same strength, and faced the demon pestle.

The two forces collided in the air, bursting into an intense light. It is the impact of strength, the contest of courage, and the test of faith. The light illuminated the entire forest, every corner, and the heart of every spectator.

Then, at this tense moment, Yang Cake's hammer shattered at the same time as the Demon Pestle. However, this shattered moment did not bring the expected impact, but rather seemed to release a powerful force. It is a healing force, a harmonious force, a creative force.

The Earth Dragon's charge sent Gluttony back a few steps, and Moroka swayed in the onslaught of power. However, none of them gave up. They believe in what they believe in, and they stick to their path. Their battle continues. This is an eternal battle, a battle of faith and courage.

At that moment, Mu Yu's blood thunder broke out instantly, and the violent power pierced the dark night sky like a bolt of lightning, shooting straight at the black-haired man. It was a symbol of destructive power, bringing a thick smoke and deterrence.

At the same time, Yang Cake stood in place, his eyes fixed on the black-haired man, his clenched fists emitting a strange light. It was as if a bottomless vortex had opened up within his body, filled with endless devouring power. This power is centered on the poplar cake and spreads out in all directions, forming a powerful suction.

The black-haired man faced the impact of the blood thunder, his face was fearless, and as soon as he waved the sword in his hand, a violent wind immediately howled, blowing away the power of the blood thunder. However, this does not end there. Yang Cake's devouring power came into play, and it was a mysterious and powerful force that completely absorbed the black-haired man's attack.

At this moment, Yang Cake was like a bottomless abyss, no matter how the black-haired man attacked, he couldn't shake him in the slightest. And his devouring power is more like a law, no matter how the other party resists, it will eventually be devoured. This terrifying and powerful power made the black-haired man feel fear for the first time.

The hammer in Yang Cake's hand began to swing, slicing through the air with furious force. It was an ancient hammer, engraved with the traces of time and the mark of strength, and at this time it bloomed in the hands of Yang Cake.

The air seemed to become viscous with the swing of the hammer, and a heavy force was released from the hammer, a devouring force that tore through everything. It wreaked havoc in space, like a beast, eager to devour everything in sight.

Yang Cake's eyes were cold and firm, and every time he swung the hammer, it was like swearing his strength to heaven and earth. The physical woman looked at Yang Cake, her eyes flashed with vigilance and jealousy, she knew that this hammer, even if it was herself, it would be difficult to resist.

One hammer, two hammers, three hammers...... Yang Cake's attacks did not stop, each time with endless power and determination. The devouring power raged in the space, like an irresistible torrent, rapidly approaching the physical woman.

The woman's figure moved, and in a wonderful physical gesture, she avoided Yang Cake's attack. However, Yang Cake's hammer seemed to have an endless devouring power, and the woman found that no matter how she moved, she could never get rid of the entanglement of that power.

Yang Cake's eyes revealed firmness and determination, and the hammer in his hand broke through the air, striking at the physical woman with a powerful devouring force. Eventually, the hammer fell in the woman's terror and despair, engulfing her completely.

Moroka showed his great power after fusing with the Earth Dragon. His stature underwent a shocking change, becoming taller and more formidable. The already strong body is now even bigger, as if a mountain was born out of nowhere. His muscles rolled beneath his skin, like living lava, full of power and rage.

His arms grew thick and his skin was covered with scales, as if he were covered in an indestructible layer of armor. His fingers became as hard as steel, like five sharp swords, enough to cut through everything. His legs are like two ancient oak trees, deeply rooted in the earth, giving people a feeling that cannot be shaken.

His body was as tall as a mountain, and his head was raised, like a king who ruled the world. His eyes became deep and hot, like two fiery stars, shining dangerously. The bridge of his nose is high, giving it a cold and firm feeling. The corners of his mouth curled into a sneer, as if mocking the incompetence of the enemy in front of him.

Moraga's tall body was like an irresistible wind, carrying endless power and swept towards Mu Yu and Yang Cake. The wind brought by the huge body blew the air around the two of them boiling. He rushed at them with a thunderbolt, ready to deliver a fatal blow.

This is the power of Moraga, who fused with the earth dragon, and he showed his absolute superiority to Mu Yu and Yang Cake with absolute strength and domineering. This blow is enough to decide the outcome of the battle.

Mu Yu finally completely injected the demonic qi into Yang Cake's body. At this moment, their figures seemed to become blurred, merging into that powerful demonic aura. Yang Cake's skin became as hot as molten iron, and Mu Yu's clothes instantly became tattered, as if they couldn't withstand the powerful force.

Suddenly, a blazing red light erupted from Yang Cake's body, illuminating everything around him. The brilliance is like a burning flame, and like a bright meteor, it illuminates the darkness and illuminates people's hearts. Yang Cake's body looked so powerful in the light, like a god of war descending into the world.

At the same time, Mu Yu also burst out with a powerful divine skill. A black demonic aura surrounded her, like a black whirlwind, instantly shattered Moraga's defenses. Moraga's eyes widened in horror, he tried to fend off the mighty force, but it was too late. His body gradually disappeared under the erosion of black demonic energy, as if swallowed by a huge storm.

Yang Cake and Mu Yu's attacks were like thunder and earth fire, and they completely defeated Morojia in an instant. His body streaked a parabola through the air before disappearing into the darkness. All that was left was the powerful magic technique and the shocking figures of Mu Yu and Yang Cake.

Yang Cake wielded a heavy hammer and struck Moroja one hammer after another. It was a wild and shocking picture, and each hammer blow seemed to shape a new world order.

Moroka wailed under the hammer of the poplar cake, and its body was as fragile as sand and stones under the attack of the poplar cake. The black-haired man watched his best friend struggle in pain, and his heart was full of helplessness and anger. His feet seemed to be locked by an invisible force, and each step became difficult and heavy.

The black-haired man, Lin Feng, once stood in front of everyone with a brave and fearless attitude, leading the team to victory countless times. However, at this moment, he could not get rid of this invisible devouring force. This power was so powerful, like a dark vortex, constantly devouring his strength and will.

Lin Feng watched the hammer blow of the yang cake, and his heart seemed to be torn apart. He wanted to rush over to protect Moroka, to take the pain away from his friend. But he knew he couldn't. He must endure this pain because it is the price he must pay to protect his people.

Under the hammer blow of the poplar cake, Moroga's body gradually became weak. Every breath became extremely difficult, and every heartbeat was as heavy as thunder. Lin Feng looked at all this, his heart was filled with endless sadness and helplessness. He knew that they were losing Moraga, losing this once incomparably powerful being.

However, even in such a predicament, Lin Feng had no intention of giving up. He is convinced that as long as there is a glimmer of hope, they can turn the situation around. He's going to keep fighting, he's going to keep looking for a way to break the deadlock.

The Great War is in full swing. The deafening sound of cannons, gunfires, and shouts mingled together to form a magnificent picture. The Huaxia army heroically held their positions, facing an enemy several times their size, they did not flinch, and built an immortal defense line with their flesh and blood.

In this brutal battlefield, the Huaxia army faced a large number of enemies, like a tidal wave. The enemy's artillery fire was fierce and intensive, so that the positions of the Huaxia Army were constantly attacked. However, the Huaxia army was not consumed by fear, and they resolutely met the enemy's attack, proving with their courage and determination what a true warrior is.

The soldiers of the Huaxia Army fell one by one, and their blood stained the entire battlefield. However, even in the face of the threat of death, they did not flinch and still stood by their duties. Their commanders led the charge and showed great leadership and courage.

Although the Huaxia army had already suffered heavy casualties, they did not give up. They continue to fight fiercely against the enemy, defending the land with their lives and blood. Their heroic actions deeply touched people and made people proud of their tenacity and courage.

Ji Hexuan is in this war-torn battlefield, and the severity of the situation can no longer be described in words. The surroundings were filled with heavy smoke and flying sparks, which were traces of enemy artillery bombardment, and also witnesses of comrades-in-arms who forgot their lives and died and went forward one after another.

There was chaos before her eyes, and there were so many enemies that they were pouring in like a tidal wave, covering the entire position in black. They are well-armed and tactically proficient, and are clearly a well-trained elite division. In the face of such an enemy, Ji Hexuan knew that they had to evacuate, otherwise only death would await them.

However, evacuation is not an easy task. The enemy has narrowed their encirclement, forming an impregnable encirclement. Each breakthrough attracted more artillery fire and bullets. Ji Hexuan watched her comrades-in-arms fall down one by one, and her heart hurt like a knife.

Her face was already covered with smoke and sweat, and her clothes were scorched black by the fire. She clenched the weapon in her hands, and her eyes gleamed with determination. She knew that they couldn't give up and had to find a way to break out, or they would be wiped out.

Ji Hexuan puffed out her chest and shouted orders loudly, trying to gather the remaining strength for one last breakthrough. However, when she looked up at the front, she found that her comrades had been scattered in all directions and could not form an effective combat force. And the enemy, like a cheetah, quickly approached their position.

The situation was no longer optimistic, and Ji Hexuan knew that they had to evacuate as soon as possible. However, the number of enemies was simply too great for them to break through this encirclement. She took a deep breath and silently prayed in her heart for a miracle.

The enemy is like an impenetrable wall, encircling them. If you want to break through, you have to pay a huge price.

Ji Hexuan took a deep breath and said silently in her heart: "No matter what, I must take everyone out of here." There was a determined glint in her eyes, like a fire burning in the dark night.

She waved for the group to get ready, then lunged forward. At this moment, her heart was full of determination and courage. No matter how many difficulties and dangers lie ahead, she is ready to face them.