In the deep sea of time, Mu Yu broke free, and the power was as wild and strong as a wild horse. Every cell in his body was cheering, every drop of blood was burning. His eyes shone like stars, shimmering with determination and determination.

He broke out of the cage of the power of time, an indescribable freedom, an ecstasy to break free. His figure traveled quickly in the long river of time, like a meteor piercing the night sky, and at that moment, all light and darkness were surpassed by him.

His fists clenched, condensing all his strength. It was his desire for freedom, his quest for justice, and his anger at evil. His fists were as hard as a hammer and as swift as lightning.

Then, he threw that punch. That punch was like the collapse of a mountain, like the rolling waves of the sea. His power was fully unleashed at that moment, as fierce as a raging storm.

The black-robed man was shocked by his power, a force that could not be resisted.

Mu Yu stood in the center, his eyes were like electricity, and his whole body exuded a powerful momentum. He was surrounded by thick clouds, as if a great force was brewing. His hands were gently clasped together, as if he was controlling some mysterious power.

Suddenly, Mu Yu's body moved, and a powerful aura burst out instantly. A golden light appeared around his body, as dazzling as the sun. It was the power of his yang god, a power that could dispel darkness and illuminate everything.

At the same time, a huge golden statue appeared behind Mu Yu, which was transformed by his body hegemony technique. The statue exudes a powerful aura, as if there is endless power surging. It clasped its hands together, as if condensing some mysterious power.

The black-robed man appeared in the distance, his figure looming in the darkness, as if with some mysterious power. He looked at Mu Yu coldly, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with a sneer.

"The power of the Yang God? Then let me see how good you are! The black-robed man said coldly.

As soon as the words fell, the black-robed man disappeared into the darkness in an instant, leaving only a black figure streaked through the air. He was extremely fast, like a bolt of lightning.

Mu Yu felt the breath of the black-robed man, his body moved, and he quickly greeted him. The two forces collided in the air with a deafening loud bang.

The power of the sun and moon erupted, and golden light and dark aura intertwined in the air. Mu Yu and the black-robed man started a thrilling battle.

Their figures crisscrossed in the air, sometimes fighting in close quarters, sometimes attacking from a distance. Each attack carries a great force, as if to completely destroy the opponent.

Mu Yu's Yang God power was as hot as the scorching sun, and the dark aura of the black-robed man was as deep as an abyss. Their forces collided in the air with a deafening loud bang.

The golden statue transformed by the Hegemony Technique is also constantly releasing powerful energy, providing Mu Yu with a steady stream of power. Its hands are folded, as indestructible as a mountain.

The matchup lasted a long time, and both sides showed amazing strength and perseverance.

Under the dark night sky, a black-robed old man was suspended in mid-air, his figure seemed to merge with the darkness, only those deep eyes shimmered with the light of the sun and the moon, as bright as stars. He clasped his hands together, and a powerful force poured out of his body, condensing into an invisible storm that swept away towards the shepherd rain on the ground.

In the realm of the black-robed old man, the power of the sun and the moon surged wildly, as if it was about to swallow the entire world. His figure became more and more mysterious under the reflection of the power of the sun and the moon, as if he was a strong man from another world. His power was as fierce as a raging storm, and it was impossible to resist.

Mu Yu stood in place, feeling the powerful momentum from the black-robed old man, and a trace of horror flashed on his face. He knew he couldn't resist the black-robed old man, but he straightened his back, ready for the devastating attack.

The black-robed old man didn't give Mu Yu any chance, his attack was as fast as lightning, and he came to Mu Yu in an instant. The power of his sun and moon slammed into Mu Yu's body like a raging storm, knocking him flying.

Mu Yu rolled in the air a few times, and finally fell to the ground. He felt as if his body had been torn apart by a powerful force, and the pain was incomparable. He looked up at the black-robed old man, his eyes full of fear and unwillingness.

The black-robed old man did not continue to attack Mu Yu, he was suspended in mid-air, looking at Mu Yu below, his eyes flashing with satisfaction. He knew that his strength was strong enough to defeat any enemy. He slowly descended to the ground and disappeared into the darkness. His white mask no longer exuded demonic energy, but exuded a pure celestial aura. His hair also changed drastically at this moment, from the original black to a dazzling gold, as if kissed by the sun, and every strand of hair shone brightly. His hands were slightly raised, and the breath of the power of the sun and moon condensed in his palms. It is a mysterious and powerful force that seems to illuminate the whole world. Under his control, the power of the sun and the moon surged like a tide, and a powerful aura emanated from him, which was awe-inspiring.

At this moment, Mu Yu sensed the power of the other half of the sun and moon on the black-robed man. That power echoes with the Xihe inheritance in his body, as if it were a beautiful symphony. He could clearly feel that the two forces were merging with each other, stimulating each other to produce more powerful energy.

In his body, Xi and the inheritance were beating excitedly. It is a power of the gods inherited from ancient times, with endless power and mysteriousness. When it was excited, Mu Yu could feel as if he was connected to the entire universe, holding the power of life and death over all things in the world.

At this moment, Mu Yu was no longer that ordinary teenager, but had become a real inheritor of the gods. His power, his aura, his presence all exudes an awe-inspiring aura. He knows that he is ready for the challenges ahead, and he will move forward fearlessly to protect the people and things he loves.

Mu Yu stood in the clouds, his posture as tall as a pine. His eyes were firm and deep, as if he could perceive all the truths of the world. His body radiated a brilliant light, like a dazzling star, illuminating everything around him.

Suddenly, a powerful force poured out of his body, like a river rushing, mighty. His body began to change, gradually becoming transparent, as if blending into the space between heaven and earth. His body radiated a thousand rays of light, as dazzling as the sun.

Facing the black-robed old man in front of him, Mu Yu was fearless. His figure flashed, as fast as lightning, and instantly appeared in front of the black-robed old man. He pushed out his palm, and a powerful energy condensed in his palm, sweeping towards the black-robed old man like a storm.

The black-robed old man's face changed, and he felt the powerful aura emanating from Mu Yu's body. He didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly swung his long sword, trying to resist Mu Yu's attack. However, Mu Yu's attack was too powerful, the long sword was shattered in an instant, and the black-robed old man was also shocked to spit blood and fly out upside down.

Mu Yu's figure did not pause, he followed closely behind, and attacked the black-robed old man again. This time, he used even more power, as majestic as a god. The black-robed old man was no longer able to resist, and could only watch Mu Yu's attack descend on him.

In the battle between the Xi Dynasty and Luodu, the black-robed old man and Mu Yu became the focus of attention. The duel between the two of them not only decided the outcome of the war, but also the key to the end of the war.

The black-robed old man was tall and fluttering, as if he had come from the darkness of the abyss. His gaze was as sharp as a knife, revealing endless majesty and power. He held a long black sword in his hand, and the blade of the sword shimmered with a cold light, as if it could devour everything.

Mu Yu, on the other hand, is a young warrior with a sturdy body and firm eyes. He held a golden sword in his hand, and the blade of the sword emitted a fiery light, as if it could illuminate everything.

The two stood opposite each other, their eyes met, as if they were engaged in a silent contest. The sounds of battle and shouting faded away, leaving only the tension between the two of them.

In the end, the black-robed old man and Mu Yu attacked at the same time, their sword bodies staggering in the air, making a piercing sound of metal colliding. Their figures tumbled in the air, their sword lights flickering, as if they were performing a gorgeous dance.

This duel lasted for a long time, until finally, the black-robed old man and Mu Yu launched a final attack on each other at the same time. Their swords collided in the air with a deafening sound. Immediately afterwards, the figures of the black-robed old man and Mu Yu flew out upside down at the same time and fell to the ground in the distance.

The black-robed old man stood there, as if he was the embodiment of darkness. His figure swayed in the moonlight, and his robes exuded an air of antiquity and mystery. In his eyes, there seemed to be the power of the sun and the moon, a powerful and violent force that was enough to destroy everything.

However, the old man could not control this power. It surged inside him, like an out-of-control beast, devouring his sanity and humanity bit by bit. His face was distorted, his body became massive, and his muscles were as hard as stone. His eyes shimmered red, as if a fire was burning.

The black-robed old man turned into a monster. His power was so violent that it seemed to swallow the whole world in darkness. He attacked violently at Mu Yu, each swing with an aura of destruction. His power was as fierce as a raging storm, shattering everything around him.

Mu Yu felt a palpitation in the face of such an attack. He had never seen such a powerful force, nor had he ever seen such a rampaging monster. He didn't know how to deal with it, so he could only try his best to dodge the attack of the black-robed old man.

This battle was extremely fierce, the power of the black-robed old man was extremely violent, and Mu Yu's response was also very difficult. However, he knew that he had to persevere or lose everything.

Mu Yu stood there, his celestial body like the sun, blooming with a strong power of light. It was an incomparably pure power, like the newborn morning sun, shining a thousand rays of light and illuminating everything around it. His body seems to be a brilliant light source, which makes it impossible to look at directly, but it is full of endless vitality and vitality.

At the same time, his undead hand exudes the most intense dark power. It was a deep, endless darkness, like an abyss in the eternal night, devouring all light. This dark power circulated in Mu Yu's hands, like a black flame, burning his palm, as if it was about to burst out at any moment.

What is amazing is that these two diametrically opposed forces have reached a balance in Mu Yu's body. Light and darkness intertwined, collided, and fused in his body, forming a strange power. This power is neither biased towards light nor darkness, but blends the two together perfectly to form a unique and powerful force.

This is the power of the sun and the moon of the shepherd's rain. His body is like a combination of the sun and the moon, with both light and darkness. His every move is full of power, as if it can shake the whole world. This power is both terrifying and awe-inspiring.

On the other hand, Mu Yu's eyes are as deep as the sea, as if he can see everything. His body exuded a powerful aura that made people afraid to approach it easily. He is like a giant standing on the top of a mountain, overlooking the whole world, holding the endless power of the sun and the moon.

Around his body, the power of the sun and the moon began to gather, emitting a dazzling light that illuminated the darkness around him. It was an incomparable power, like the essence of the sun and the moon blending in him, hot and cold, bright and mysterious.

At the same time, a black-robed old man walked out of the shadows, and his figure appeared unusually large in the darkness. His robes were inlaid with black runes, as if to speak of some ancient curse. His eyes sparkle with an evil light, revealing his thirst for power and his contempt for life.

The black-robed old man began to attack Mu Yu, and each of his attacks carried the power of darkness, as if he was going to swallow the entire world. His figure moved quickly in the darkness, and every attack was unpredictable.

However, Mu Yu was not intimidated by his attack. He closed his eyes and felt the flow of the power of the sun and moon with all his heart. His hands began to gather light, and then he jerked forward, and a blazing light shot out of his hand, heading straight for the black-robed old man.

The black-robed old man sneered, and he waved his black robe to block out the light. Then he attacked again, and this time, his attack was even more violent.

The battle between the two began, and each of their attacks carried with them the power of destruction. Their figures moved quickly across the battlefield, each collision making the ground tremble.

The power of the sun and the moon and the power of darkness collided in the air, making a deafening sound. Each of their attacks makes the air around them scorching or icy.

The battle swept across the battlefield and terrified everyone. Each of their attacks made the ground tremble and the surrounding buildings collapsed.

Suddenly, he jerked forward, and a torrent erupted from his palm, like a raging ocean, sweeping away the monster old man in the distance. There was endless power in that torrent, as if it was about to swallow the whole world.

The monster old man sensed the threat of this force, and his eyes widened with a look of horror. He tried to fend off the torrent, but it was too strong for him to resist. His body was swept away by the torrent, like a fallen leaf fluttering in a strong wind.

The torrent continued to rush forward, completely devouring the monster old man. The monster's wail rang out in the torrent, but it was quickly drowned out. Mu Yu stood in place, his clenched hands trembling slightly, which was the excitement and nervousness in his heart.

The sky was cloudy and the wind was howling. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning pierced the sky, illuminating the darkness. Immediately afterwards, the torrential rain was like a pour, like a heavenly river hanging upside down. The rain hit the grassland, stirring up a mist.

In the midst of this raging storm, an old man stood quietly on the grassland. He was dressed in shabby clothes, and the wrinkles depicted the traces of time. There was a determined light in his eyes, as if waiting for something.

Suddenly, a powerful force emanated from the old man's body, sweeping the monster in the distance like a torrent. The monster's form gradually appeared in the rain curtain, it was tall and hideous, and its body exuded a foul smell.

The old man clasped his hands, and a dazzling light shimmered between his palms. It was the power of the sun and the moon, an ancient and mysterious force. He took a deep breath, gathered the power in his palm, and thrust forward.

A powerful wave of energy shot out in an instant, colliding with the monster's body. In an instant, the wind howled, thunder and lightning combined, as if the heavens and the earth were trembling. The energy waves collided with the monster's power, stirring up a stormy wave.

The old man closed his eyes tightly, feeling the impact of the force with all his heart. His body trembled, but his will was as strong as iron. He knew he couldn't back down and had to use this power to the fullest.

At that moment, it was as if the monster's body had undergone a drastic change. The power of Xihe, an ancient and mysterious power, began to spiral out of control in the monster's body, pouring into his body in a steady stream. His skin began to turn red, as if it had been scorched by fire, and every inch of his muscles trembled violently, as if he was about to break free.

His eyes were blood-red, full of madness and tyranny. It was an uncontrollable desire, a thirst for strength, an attachment to victory. His voice became hoarse and low, and with endless anger, he roared wildly at Mu Yu.

His speed became very fast, and he rushed towards Mu Yu like lightning. Every time it jumped, it was accompanied by a gust of wind, as if it was about to sweep everything away. His fist slammed into the ground, instantly shaking the air around him.

The loss of control of Xihe's power has made the monster go crazy, and his attacks are undisciplined, yet powerful. In the face of such an attack, Mu Yu could only defend with all his strength, and did not dare to relax in the slightest. He knew that once he was hit by this force, the consequences would be fatal.

The entire battlefield was shrouded in this crazy atmosphere, and the battle between the monster and Mu Yu had reached a white-hot level. This is a contest between life and death, a contest between strength and wisdom. And the final outcome will depend on which of them has better control over this power.