Under the firmament, Mu Yu faced the six gods led by the Izanagi inheritor alone. His eyes were firm and his face was calm, like an unshakable mountain. The inheritor of Izanagi, the leader of the six gods, had a sneer on his face and held a wand inlaid with stars in his hand, and a powerful force overflowed from the wand, shocking people's hearts.

The sky was instantly covered with dark clouds, the wind howled, and the thunder rumbled. The gods and disciples surround Mu Yu, like a pack of wolves besieging unicorns, sinister and cunning. The Izanagi inheritor raised his wand and chanted a spell, and a black mist erupted from the wand and swooped down on Mu Yu.

Mu Yu did not avoid it, his hands were sealed, and a clear spring gushed out from his palm, turning into a water curtain to block the invasion of black mist. Water and fog collided in the air, causing a terrifying roar. Every collision is like the roar of heaven and earth, shaking the hearts of every living being.

Not to be outdone, the other gods displayed various magical powers one after another. Fire, Frost, Thunder, Mountain, Storm...... All kinds of forces are intertwined, like a grand symphony, played between heaven and earth.

Mu Yu fought against the six gods with his own strength, every time he struck with the power of mountains and seas, and every defense was like the water of a river. His figure flickered in the attacks of the gods, each time with greater power.

Time seemed to freeze in this moment, and all the sounds disappeared into the boundless silence. Only the fierce sound of battle, the clash of powers, and Mu Yu's determined breathing echoed in the air.

Eventually, a brilliant light pierced the sky, illuminating the entire battlefield. It was Mu Yu's sword light, which pierced through the defenses of the six gods and pointed straight at the throat of the Izanagi inheritor. When the light dissipated, only a breeze was left through the empty field.

The Izanagi Inheritor wields a sword that glows with cold light, and every swing carries a thunderous momentum. His movements are lightning fast, making it impossible to see. The other gods also have their own characteristics, some are good at manipulating the elements, and flames, water flows, and wind blades fly in the air; Some can control time and space, so that the surrounding environment changes rapidly; Others can summon all kinds of spirit beasts to help them.

However, Mu Yu was not afraid. His form was erratic, sometimes leaping in the air like a dragon, sometimes gliding across the ground like a snake. He held a seemingly ordinary sword in his hand, but every time he came out with a sharp sword aura, it seemed to be able to cut through the void. His swordsmanship is unique, sometimes furious as thunder, sometimes gentle as the wind, and he can compete with the gods and disciples in every encounter.

The battle intensified, and the attacks of the gods became more and more fierce, but Mu Yu always remained calm and composed. There was a sparkle of determination in his eyes, and every attack was full of strength and conviction. His figure shuttled through the siege of the gods, and every time he struck, he could save the day.

The battle lasted a long time, and both sides paid a huge price. But in the end, with his extraordinary wisdom and courage, Mu Yu successfully defeated the six gods. His victory was not just a personal victory, but a victory of faith and courage.

At that moment, Mu Yu seemed to be incarnated into a mighty lion, and his whole body was filled with endless power. His eyes shone with determination, as if he could pierce through all falsehood and point to the truth. His posture is as tall as a pine, and his aura is powerful, which is intimidating.

He erupted with all his might, and an unparalleled wave of qi erupted from his body, sweeping around him like a storm. In the face of Mu Yu's powerful force, the enemies retreated one after another, and some of them couldn't even stand, embarrassed. Their attacks became weak under the suppression of Mu Yu, like child's play.

The air was filled with the fluctuation of a strong collision of aura, as if even the heavens and the earth were shocked. Mu Yu's momentum is like a rainbow, no one can stop him, as if he is the center of this world, and all the power revolves around him.

His figure moves quickly across the battlefield, and every shot is stunningly thunderous. His strength, speed, and reflexes have all reached an astonishing level, like the embodiment of invincibility, which is intimidating.

When the fierce battle was in full swing, the power of Xihe in Mu Yu's body surged like a frenzy. In his eyes, the scorching light was dazzling, which was a symbol of Xihe's power, and it was also a foreshadowing of his imminent all-out blow. His clenched fists seemed to contain endless power, as if they could shake the heavens and the earth.

The inheritor of Izanagi, in the face of this surging power of Xihe, although his face did not change, the solemnity in his eyes revealed his jealousy. He quickly mobilized his forces and prepared for this earth-shattering blow.

Suddenly, Makiyu's form disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of the inheritor of Izanagi. He threw a punch with all his might, and at that moment, it was as if even time had stood still. The power carried by the fist is like the first ray of sunlight at dawn, unstoppable.

Izanagi's inheritor was slammed into the air by this force, streaking through a long trajectory and finally slamming into the mountain wall in the distance. The mountain wall was instantly knocked into a huge human-shaped depression, and debris flew and dust was everywhere.

And that powerful power did not dissipate, and it poured out on the inheritors of Izanagi like a shadow. Every impact seemed to crush him completely. His body trembled under the force of the rage, and the mysterious power that had been passed down was also trying to resist the invasion of this force from Xihe.

This battle, both in terms of strength, speed, and momentum, reached a whole new level. And the power of Mu Yu shows a shocking power. At this moment, he seemed to have become a god who held the power of life and death, which was awe-inspiring.

In an instant, Mu Yu's body seemed to turn into a volcano ready to go. His skin began to glow with a sun-blazing glow, and power poured out from within his body, so intense that it could almost illuminate the entire dark earth. The power of Xihe was surging in his veins, and the 100% power was like an invincible torrent, impacting every cell of his and stimulating endless potential.

The inheritor of Izanagi stood there, facing this irresistible force, his face with a look of horror. However, no matter how hard he tried to fend off, Mu Yu's attack was like a violent storm, unable to be stopped by anything.

With a loud bang, Izanagi's inheritor was knocked out by the powerful force of Xiwa, and his body slashed a parabola in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground. Powerful power poured out on him, as if to tear him to pieces. His body trembled under the impact of power, as powerless as a fallen leaf.

The whole world seemed to stand still at this moment, and only two people, Makiyu and Izanagi's inheritor, were in a silent battle. The outcome of this battle is already doomed, and the winner is Mu Yu, who has the power of Xihe.

Under the firmament, Mu Yu faced three powerful enemies alone: Abaddon, Belial, and Garuda. His figure looked lonely and firm in the sun, without the slightest fear.

Abaddon unleashed a deep black mist, Beria manipulated the wind, and Garuda unleashed blazing flames. However, in the face of the joint attack of these three, Mu Yu stood firmly in place like an indestructible mountain.

His eyes were as deep as the sea, and he had an unyielding smile on his face. The power of the sun poured out of his body, turning into a brilliant beam of light that soared into the sky. As if attracted, the white thunder descended from the sky and gathered in the palm of his hand.

Mu Yu jumped up, and white thunder and lightning rolled behind him, like a thunderbolt whip. With a wave of his hand, the power of the sun and the white thunder were released at the same time, forming a devastating wave of energy.

The energy wave spread rapidly, colliding with the black fog of Abaddon, the storm of Belial, and the flames of Garuda. The four forces intertwined and erupted into a deafening roar. The earth trembled, and the sky seemed to be torn apart, but Mu Yu stood proudly in this force, not taking half a step back.

At this moment, he is the center of heaven and earth, and all the light is condensed in him.

Abaddon, with his burly body and muscles as hard as stone, exuded the smell of death; Beria, with a cold face and cunning eyes, the long sword in his hand flashed with a cold light; Garuda, on the other hand, is a majestic king, with profound wisdom in his eyes.

However, in the face of these three strong men, Mu Yu did not show the slightest fear. He took a deep breath, the power of the sun poured out from his body, and the golden light swirled around him, as if the sun had descended into the world and illuminated the entire battlefield. His figure loomed in the sunlight, like a divine god of war.

At the same time, a dazzling white thunder suddenly appeared in the sky, slashing straight down. This white thunder seems to be the purest power in heaven and earth, with endless majesty and power. It fell from the sky and slashed exactly behind Mu Yu, injecting him with endless power.

With the dual blessing of the power of the sun and white thunder, Mu Yu's momentum instantly rose to the peak. He swung his sword in his hand, its light flickering, and fought fiercely with Abaddon, Belial, and Garuda. Each sword strike carries a fiery light and the majesty of thunder, which opponents dare not underestimate.

In this fierce battle, Mu Yu did not lose the wind in one dozen or three. His figure shuttled back and forth across the battlefield, sometimes behind Abaddon, sometimes staggering past Beria, sometimes fighting Garuda in the air. His swordsmanship is like a beautiful poem, both fierce and agile.

The power of the sun and the power of the white thunder circulated in Mu Yu's body, constantly replenishing his strength. Every surge of power made his swordsmanship sharper, and every release of power made his attacks more deadly.

In the heat of this battle, time seems to slow down. Every movement, every look, every sword strike became eternal. And in this eternal picture, Mu Yu has become the most dazzling existence.

In the darkness of the night, the battle between Muyu and Belial broke through the silence like a bolt of lightning. Mu Yu's black thunder and white thunder were intertwined, as if two powerful tornadoes were facing each other in the air. The black thunder carries the violent power of destroying everything, and the white thunder shines with pure light. Each of their collisions stirred up countless sparks of lightning, as if they were about to set the whole world on fire.

Beria sneered, and in the face of Mu Yu's attack, he was not afraid. His eyes flashed with ambition and cunning, and there was a cold and powerful aura around his body. He wielded a massive sword, each swing of which was accompanied by a roar of thunder, and the air was filled with the sound of metal clashing.

In this fierce battle, Mu Yu's skills and strength were vividly displayed. He was athletic, moving between thunder and sword light, sometimes dodging Beria's attacks, sometimes launching fierce attacks. His black thunder and white thunder are intertwined into a beautiful landscape, which is both spectacular and shocking.

This battle is not only a duel of strength, but also a contest of wisdom and courage. Every encounter between Mu Yu and Beria is full of tension and excitement, and people can't help but hold their breath and look forward to the final result.

At the moment when the sun erupted, the whole world seemed to fall into endless heat. The sun, the usually warm and dazzling celestial body, is now transformed into a raging destroyer, unleashing unimaginable power. Its surface was filled with a raging sea of fire, and relentless flames roared into the endless void, instantly incinerating all the darkness that dared to approach.

At the same time, the shadow of Abaddon looms. It was like a huge devil's claw, quietly attacking the sun. It was a symbol of destruction, a prophecy of death, a herald of the end of all life.

But the sun did not give in. Under the protection of the power of Mu Yuxi, the sun stirred up a blazing flame and faced Abaddon with great determination and courage. It is a contest between light and darkness, between life and death, and a decisive battle that will determine the fate of the world.

A blazing sea of fire and a cold darkness collide fiercely in this vast and boundless universe, triggering a battle that shakes the heavens and the earth. The sun and Abaddon, one bright and one dark, one hot and one cold, are like the strongest contrast between heaven and earth, and like the deepest contradiction between heaven and earth. Their collision unleashed an endless storm of energy that swept everything around them into this unforeseen catastrophe.

But in this seemingly desperate battle, the sun did not give in. With the support of Mu Yuxi's strength, the sun resisted Abaddon's invasion with great perseverance and courage. It is a kind of perseverance in life, a kind of dedication to light, a spirit of fearlessness and never say die.

Over time, the sun's rays gradually gained the upper hand. Under the guidance of the power of Xihe, the flames of the sun became hotter and brighter. It violently attacked Abaddon, tearing and devouring him piece by piece. Abaddon's power waned under the onslaught of the sun, and its shadow began to reced, eventually disappearing into the endless void.

The Sun's victory was not easy, but its determination and strength were incredible. This battle proved the tenacity and perseverance of life, and proved that light will eventually triumph over darkness. And all of this is the gift of Mu Yuxi's strength.

Under the sky, Mu Yu's figure suddenly split into three, turning into three clones, like a triple shadow between heaven and earth. Each doppelganger has a vigorous posture and an awe-inspiring expression, as if they are three independent warriors, jointly guarding the inviolable faith.

Garuda, the great shadow of the bird, swirled and fluttered in the sky, and each flap of its wings set off a violent wind and rolled up the clouds. Its eyes were like two flames, burning with endless lust and anger. It spread its huge wings and rushed down towards the three Mu Yu clones, with a devastating momentum.

The triple figures moved instantly, each of them wielding the weapons in their hands, their sword qi all over the place, and they fought fiercely with Garuda. For a moment, the sky seemed to become a vivid picture, depicting endless battles and struggles. The sword aura and wings are intertwined, and the light and darkness dance together, forming a shocking picture.

The momentum of the fierce battle shook the heavens and the earth, and all things trembled. Every collision is like a breath between heaven and earth, with shock and power. The fierce sound of battle, the whistling of sword qi breaking through the air, and the angry roar of Garuda were woven together into a heroic battle song, which stirred in the hearts of every living being.

In this fierce battle, Mu Yu's clone and Garuda engaged in a life-and-death struggle, their power colliding, intertwining, dissipating in the sky, and then recondensing. Every confrontation is like a baptism between heaven and earth, so that every living creature can feel the invisible power.

It spreads its wings and lets out an earth-shattering roar. Its eyes burned with a frenzied fire, as if it was about to burn all life to death. For a moment, the entire sky seemed to be dyed red by this frenzy, like a scene of the end of the world.

The three doppelgangers of Mu Yu collided violently with Garuda in mid-air, and each of their attacks was like thunder, shaking the whole world. Their figures streaked across the sky with a dazzling speed. Every time the punches and kicks intersected, they would trigger bursts of violent energy fluctuations, as if they were about to tear the entire sky apart.

In the fierce battle, Mu Yu's clone constantly changed positions, sometimes attacking from the front of Garuda, sometimes sneaking up from behind. They used their speed and skill to maneuver with Garuda, trying to find a flaw in it. Garuda, on the other hand, relied on his strong strength and tenacious defense to constantly resist Mu Yu's attacks, and for a while, the battle became extremely fierce and stalemate.

Fierce battles unfold in the sky like a picture scroll, and every attack and defense is full of a combination of power and beauty.

Garuda vibrated his huge wings and set off a violent wind. It opened its huge mouth, and a blazing flame erupted from its mouth, heading straight for Mu Yu's three bodies. The flames collided with the blue aura in the air, emitting a deafening roar.

The three Mu Yu did not flinch, and they each waved the staff in their hands, condensing three water columns. Fire and water intersect, erupting into intense energy fluctuations. The column of water gradually condensed in the flames, turning into three huge water dragons, and rushed towards Garuda.

Garuda flapped his wings again, and a hurricane swept up the flames around him, forming a fiery tornado. Fire tornadoes and water dragons collide violently in the air, and explosions are heard one after another.