At that moment, Mu Feng's body seemed to turn into a long-dormant green dragon, and the majestic power was like water breaking through the embankment, surging out. He was surrounded by cyan thunder, which was like a fine electric current, intertwined into a vast web called Mosger. This net is centered on the pastoral wind and spreads in all directions, and its power is enough to make the mountains and rivers change color and the wind and clouds turn upside down.

The power of the Mosgo was so powerful that it seemed as if even space was trembling under its pressure. It was like an invisible wall, pressing down on the inheritor of the Lord of Hell, intent on enveloping it completely. Although the inheritor was facing a lot of pressure, his eyes were still as cold as iron, and he had no fear.

He jumped to his feet, and an innate domineering aura erupted from his body, and he smashed through the blockade of Mosger. His figure flew in the encirclement of cyan thunder, and every time he landed, it was like a heavy hammer falling, shaking the ground and trembling. The power that emanated from him was like a volcanic eruption, violent and blazing, causing the cyan thunder around him to be eclipsed in an instant.

For a moment, the forces of the two collided fiercely in the air, erupting into a deafening roar. The sound echoed through the valleys, causing everything to tremble under the fluctuations of this force.

This force was like a torrent, violently breaking through his body, causing a chilling aura to emanate from his body. His eyes became deep, as if he could see all the vanity of the world.

With the explosion of power, the space around Mu Feng began to distort, and cyan thunder converged from all directions. These thunderbolts carried a violent power, as if they were alive, and under the control of the pastoral wind, they quickly weaved into a huge web called Mosger.

Mosg emitted a faint light, and a terrifying power flowed from it, as if even heaven and earth could be restrained by it. Like a dormant beast, it slowly unfolded, enveloping the inheritor of the King of Hell.

However, the inheritor of the King of Hell is no ordinary person. He sneered, and there was also a powerful force surging in his body. This power blends perfectly with the power of hell that he has inherited, making him like a demon god. His hands sealed, and black energy erupted from his hands, rushing directly towards Mosger.

Only a deafening loud bang was heard, and the black energy collided with Mosger, instantly triggering an earth-shattering explosion. Powerful energy overflowed, causing the surrounding space to tremble. Under this force, Mosger's light dimmed instantly, and the inheritor of the enveloping Hell King also broke free.

"Hmph, but that's it." The inheritor of the King of Hell sneered.

And Mu Feng also retreated again and again under the impact of this force, and a trace of consternation flashed in his eyes. He never expected that the other party would be able to break his blockade so easily.

Mu Feng stood upright, his eyes burning with a blazing green glow, a symbol of the power of the green dragon. The air around him was instantly shaken by a powerful energy, and an invisible force erupted from his body, turning into a huge cyan thunder net, Mosger.

This vast net is like the stars in the night sky, and each thunder point is filled with destructive energy, and they quickly spread through the air, forming an impenetrable barrier. The roaring thunder accompanied the expansion of the power grid, shaking the entire foundations of hell. It was so powerful that it seemed that even the heavens and the earth would tremble for it.

However, at the moment when this thunderous net was about to completely block the target, a black shadow suddenly rushed out from the darkness. It was the inheritor of the King of Hell, and his speed was like lightning, breaking the blockade of the Makeikaze in an instant. He held a sword that shimmered with black light in his hand, and when he swung it, there was a terrifying aura of death. That power, it seemed that even the cyan thunder could not stop its edge.

At this moment, the whole hell seemed to fall into silence, followed by a deafening crash. The cyan thunder and the black sword qi intertwined in the air, bursting out with dazzling light. Every collision is like two earth-destroying forces competing with each other, which makes people's hearts palpitate.

The battle between Makikaze and the inheritor of the King of Hell seems to have become the only melody of this hell. Every swing of sword qi and every roar of thunder told of the endless battles and contests between them. And in this fierce battle, their strength and wisdom have been most directly displayed.

Mu Feng has completely turned into a mighty green dragon. The green dragon's body was huge, and its scales shimmered with a cold light, each of which seemed to contain endless power. Those eyes were as deep as the sea, exuding a terrifying and fierce light. The air flow around the body is surging, as if with the momentum of destroying the world and destroying the earth.

On the other hand, Mosger, as the inheritor of the Lord of Hell, is by no means an easy person. He is tall and strong, and his whole body is shrouded in black mist, giving people a mysterious and dangerous feeling. Every breath he took was a scorching hell and the smell of death, as if even the air around him was trembling.

The duel between the two is like a storm between heaven and earth. Every impact triggers a concussion in space. Mosg wielded a massive scythe, each blow carrying the power to break through the heavens and the earth. And Mu Feng relied on the power of the green dragon, sometimes turning into a violent wind, sometimes turning into a torrential rain, skillfully defusing Mosger's attack.

In this life-and-death struggle, the powers of the two intertwined and collided with each other, bursting out with brilliant light. Every duel of power seems to be composing a magnificent battle song, which makes people's blood boil.

This battle is not only a duel of strength, but also a contest of wisdom and courage. And the final winner will decide the fate of this land.

Mu Feng's whole body burned with cyan flames, his body gradually twisted and changed, his scales rose and fell like ripples, his limbs turned into strong dragon claws, and the two horns on his head broke through the hair, like a bird breaking out of a shell, exuding a powerful vitality. His countenance has also changed drastically, his eyes have become as deep as the sea, the bridge of his nose is high, and his teeth are jagged, which is daunting.

At the same time, Mosg also showed the majesty of the inheritor of his Lord of Hell. His whole body was shrouded in black mist, as if he had become one with the darkness, and in his hand he held a flaming sword with the karmic fire of hell dripping from the tip of the sword, exuding a violent and fiery aura. His eyes were cold and ruthless, as if he had seen through life and death, and in the face of Mu Feng's dragon transformation, he only slightly raised the corners of his lips, with a cruel smile.

The two collided together in an instant, Mu Feng's green dragon body was churning and hovering in the air, each flick of the tail was whistling with a fierce wind, and the black mist of Mosg was also surging with the swing of the sword qi. Their battle seemed to be a contest between two forces, and the collision of the power of the green dragon and the hellfire shook the surrounding air. Every impact is like a landslide, and it makes people's hearts beat faster.

In this life-and-death struggle, the figures of Mu Feng and Mosg flickered and flickered, their strength, speed and skill were chasing each other, suppressing and countering each other. This is a battle with no way out, only a contest of life and death. In each of their encounters, there was a lot of courage, strength, and tenacious will.

Mu Feng has completely turned into a majestic green dragon. The body of the green dragon is like a mountain, and the scales are flashing with a cold light, each piece is like a delicate blade, exuding a deep chill. Like two fiery stars, the dragon's eyes shoot out a fierce light, a symbol of endless strength and majesty.

Mosger, the inheritor of the Lord of Hell, is tall and has a resolute face. He was dressed in black armor, and a cloak fluttered like the night sky behind him. His eyes flashed with cunning and cruelty, and in the face of Mu Feng, who had turned into a dragon, the corners of his mouth hooked up with a sneer.

The eyes of the two met in the air, as if to inspire an invisible spark. The air around him froze instantly, and time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Then, an invisible force erupted from the two of them, as violent as a storm. The green dragon let out a long groan, and its huge tail swept out, with a momentum of destroying the world and destroying the earth. Mosg flashed his figure and appeared behind Qinglong, and the short knife in his hand glowed with a deep red light, piercing Qinglong's back.

Every collision is like two torrents violently colliding, setting off stormy waves. The surrounding scene blurred under the impact of this force, as if the whole world was trembling.

Mosger's movements were as fast as lightning, sometimes appearing above the green dragon, sometimes below it, each attack with a cold killing intent. The green dragon fought with a powerful physical force, and every flick of the tail and every pounce carried the momentum of a landslide and a crack.

It's a life-and-death contest, an endless battle. The figures of the two are intertwined, you advance and I retreat, you attack and defend, like a moving picture.

It was as majestic as a surging river, sweeping towards Mosger. The wind around him seemed to freeze and turn into a still picture. The green dragon's body was huge, and each scale shone with a deep light, as if it was hiding endless power. He opened his huge mouth, and a cyan dragon's breath erupted, blazing like a flame, and soared into the sky.

Mosg was fearless in the face of such a powerful force. He sneered, and an icy chill emanated from his body, as if from the hell of the abyss. His hands turned into two sharp ice blades, flashing with a cold light, and with an indomitable momentum, he stabbed towards the green dragon.

The two collided and erupted with a deafening loud bang. The air around them trembled under the blow, as if it was about to be torn apart. Qinglong and Mosg are entangled with each other in a life-and-death struggle, and every collision carries the power of destroying the world. This battle is not only a contest of strength, but also a test of will.

A shocking battle is raging. Mu Feng, transformed into a mighty green dragon, is in a fierce battle with the lord of hell, Mosgo. The body of the green dragon is huge, like a mountain, and the blue light is shining all over its body, as if it contains endless power. Mosg was huge, hideous, and exuded a strong aura of death.

Every collision between the two caused a shaking of the heavens and the earth. The surrounding rock walls crumbled in the fierce battle, reducing them to rubble. The green dragon used its strong physical strength to resist the strange magic of Mosgo, and every breath carried the power of thunder, roaring and deafening.

Even though his body was already scarred, Qinglong's eyes were still firm. The cyan thunder raged in his breath, as if it were about to consume the whole of hell. Seeing this, Mosg couldn't help but show a frightened look.

In this battle, Mu Feng's green dragon incarnation showed indomitable fighting spirit and unparalleled strength. With his own strength, he challenged the authority of the entire hell and fought for justice. Eventually, after a hard-fought battle, Makikaze finally defeated Mosgo and saved the soul trapped in hell.

Mosger, the Lord of Hell, is a burly man with a hideous face. He wields a massive scythe, each swing carrying a destructive power. His laughter echoed in every corner of hell, full of arrogance and evil.

The two forces collided in the air with a deafening loud sound. The dragon's tail curled up in the wind, sparks flew as it clashed with Mosger's scythe. The green dragon spat thunder from its mouth, and the cyan thunder was like a bolt of lightning, piercing the darkness and hitting Mosig. Despite his mortal injuries, the cyan thunder raged in his breath, as if it was about to tear the whole hell apart.

Mosger's form swayed under the attack of cyan thunder, but he didn't back down. He let out an earth-shattering roar, and his whole body released black energy to compete with the cyan thunder. The two forces fought fiercely in the air, as if they wanted to turn the whole hell upside down.

Mu Feng gritted his teeth and used all his strength to contend with Mosig. His eyes were firm and resolute, and even though his body was already scarred, he did not flinch in the slightest. He knows that this is a battle of life and death, and only by persevering to the end can he win.

In contrast, the body of the green dragon transformed by Mu Feng was not as large as that of Mosger, but its body was muscular, and its cyan scales shimmered mysteriously in the dark red hellfire. His eyes were full of determination and unyieldingness, and he was not afraid even in the face of the powerful Mosger.

During the battle, the green dragon constantly released cyan thunder. These thunderbolts were like lightning bolts, piercing the darkness with a deafening thunderclap. Although his body was already seriously injured, Qinglong's eyes were sharper, and every breath was accompanied by the fury of thunder.

The battle between Qinglong and Mosg has entered a white-hot stage. Each collision caused an earthquake-like shake, churning the surrounding magma as if it were being boiled. In this contest of strength and wisdom, although Qinglong was seriously injured, his will was even stronger.

Mosg raised his hands alof, and the dark energy gathered in his palms, turning into a giant infernal hand. The palm of the hand smelled of foul burning, as if it could swallow the whole world into it. With a low roar, the huge palm burst out of the air and slapped towards the green dragon Mufeng.

At this time, the pastoral wind has turned into a vigorous green dragon, soaring through the clouds and mist, and it is extraordinary. However, in the face of this sudden attack, a trace of consternation flashed in his eyes, and then turned to determination. The green scales on his body burst out with a dazzling light, as if echoing with the thunderclouds in the sky.

The huge infernal hand shrouded it, and the body of the green dragon herdsman struggled violently in its palm. Every twist was accompanied by a tremor between heaven and earth, and even the surrounding clouds were torn apart by its powerful aura. However, despite the violent explosion of the power of the green thunder, the hand of hell still trapped him firmly, without the slightest intention of relaxing.

Mu Feng's eyes flashed with reluctance and anger, and the power of the green thunder exploded even more strongly on him, each explosion made the hand of hell tremble slightly. However, no matter how much he struggled, the hand of hell seemed to have an endless dark power, always binding him tightly.

Mosger's cold eyes shone with an evil light, and his deep voice was like a cold chain, wrapping around every strand of wind in the air. In the form of a demon, he summons the power of hell. In the dark void, there seemed to be countless hands breaking through the air, they were as black as ink, exuding the smell of decay and death, these hands twisted and twisted in the air, and finally turned into a huge black light cocoon, completely trapping the green dragon that Mu Feng had transformed.

The green dragon struggled within the light cocoon, and the scales on its body shone like lightning in the night sky. Suddenly, the green thunder on Mu Feng's body burst open, and it was a series of cyan arcs, which streaked through the dazzling trajectory in the darkness, emitting a deafening thunderclap. Every flicker of the arc was accompanied by the painful roar of the green dragon, and the voice was poignant and tragic, like a lament in the sky.

However, no matter how hard the green dragon struggled, those hands from hell always bound him tightly, and the dark light cocoon seemed to become an indestructible cage. Mosg stood aside, staring coldly at all this, his face full of triumphant ecstasy.

The energy was like a dragon, writhing and roaring in the night sky. Its body is composed of pure dark matter, exuding a chilling aura. This was the hand of hell summoned by Mosger, which spread its huge claws and swooped down on the pastoral wind in mid-air.

At this time, Mu Feng had turned into a green dragon and soared in the night sky. However, in the face of this force from hell, Qinglong seemed a little powerless. The hand of hell instantly restrained it, and the green dragon's struggle became weaker and weaker.

At this moment, a strong cyan light suddenly erupted from Mu Feng's body. This light carries the power of thunder, as if to break all darkness. The green thunder continued to burst on the green dragon's body, and each explosion loosened the bindings of the hand of hell slightly.

The confrontation between the Blue Dragon and the Hand of Hell lasted for several minutes, and both sides were fighting with all their might. The explosion of green thunder mingled with the roar of the hand of hell, shaking the entire night sky. Eventually, in an even more violent explosion of green thunder, the green dragon broke free from the hands of hell and disappeared into the night.

In the pitch-black hell, Mu Feng is like a shining star, breaking free from endless shackles. His body was surrounded by the powerful power of thunder and lightning, like countless wandering souls shouting, condensing into a song of thunder dragons that shook the heavens and the earth.

His eyes burned with an unyielding flame, a desire for freedom, a challenge to fate. He straightened his back and raised his head to the sky, an invisible force surging within him.