In the silent night, Mu Yu stood in the wilderness, his gold and silver eyes twinkling like stars, emitting a mysterious light. As his pupils opened, a powerful force poured out of his body, shaking everything around him. In his hand he held a golden thunderbolt, which jumped and danced in his hand as if it had life.

At this moment, the resurrected necromantic Tutankhamun was slowly rising, its face distorted and hideous, exuding an icy aura. However, in the face of this terrifying necromancy, Mu Yu had no fear, his eyes flashed with determination, and the golden thunder in his hand was even more powerful.

He took a deep breath, mobilized the strength of his whole body, and threw the golden thunder at the necromancer. The golden thunder pierced the night sky with a deafening roar. It was like a golden bolt of lightning that swooped down on the necromancer, with the sound of breaking the sky and the power of destruction.

The moment the golden lightning struck the necromancer, the air was filled with a scorching aura. Powerful energy erupts in the collision, forming a huge shock wave. The necromancer trembled under the attack of the golden thunder, and its body began to become illusory, as if it was being gradually torn apart by a powerful force.

Mu Yu clenched his fists and stared firmly ahead. He knew that this blow was just the beginning, and he needed more strength to completely destroy this resurrected necromancy. He took a deep breath and prepared for the battle that followed.

At that moment, Mu Yu's eyes were like two bright stars, and the light intertwined with gold and silver flowed in them. His eyes seem to be able to perceive all the truths in the world, making it impossible for people to look directly. It was a transcendent, mysterious and profound power, and it was astounding.

The golden thunder in his hand was even more dazzling, as if it had gathered all the light and power between heaven and earth. The golden thunder jumped and danced in Mu Yu's hands, like a golden dragon, churning endlessly. Every swing carries a thunderous momentum, which is terrifying.

In the face of the resurrected necromantic Tutankhamun, Mu Yu did not have the slightest fear. There was a determined glint in his eyes, and the power in his gold and silver eyes seemed to have reached its peak at this moment. The golden thunder in his hand pierced the void and with unparalleled majesty and power, he went straight to Tutankhamun.

Although the resurrected necromancer was powerful, it seemed so vulnerable in front of Mu Yu's Jin Lei. The golden thunder instantly pierced through the necromancer's body, shattering it to pieces. The whole process was like lightning piercing the night sky, so fast that it was impossible to see.

At this moment, Mu Yu not only showed his strong strength, but also showed his fearless courage and determination. His figure faded into the light, leaving behind only the shocking power and endless legends.

In the boundless night, Mu Yu stood, his gold and silver eyes flashing with fierce light. Those eyes, as deep as ever, seem to be able to see through all the falsehoods in the world and reach the most essential truth of things. At this time, they are like two dazzling stars, leading all the light and illuminating this dark world.

His hands were gently spread out, and a golden thunderbolt was born in them. The thunder light carried endless majesty and power, as if even the heavens and the earth were about to tremble. The golden arc jumped in Mu Yu's hands, like active golden snakes, ready to break through the shackles at any time and release earth-shattering power.

On the other side, the resurrected Necromantic Tutankhamun was slowly rising, its eyes glittering with coldness and cruelty. It was an unyielding grudge, a curse that could never be freed. However, in the face of the golden thunder in Mu Yu's hands, even this powerful necromancer seemed a little jealous.

Mu Yu clasped his hands, and in an instant, the golden thunder rushed towards Tutankhamun like an arrow from a string. Wherever the thunder passed, the air seemed to tremble, and the night sky was torn apart by this powerful force into a dazzling slit of light.

The collision between Jin Lei and the Necronomicon causes an earth-shattering explosion. The intense light instantly flooded the entire battlefield, and even creatures miles away could feel the intense shockwave. When the light gradually dissipated, I saw that Mu Yu was still standing, and the resurrected Necromantic Tutankhamun had turned into nothingness.

Mu Yu stood in the night, his gold and silver eyes shining like stars, exuding a unique mysterious brilliance. When his eyes opened, the whole world seemed to stand still for a moment, leaving only him and the force that was about to explode. His hand clenched a golden thunderbolt that jumped and swirled in his hand as if it had life. The powerful aura it exudes makes the wind around it stagnate, and the plants and trees tremble.

In this solemn atmosphere, an ancient shadow slowly emerged, it was the necromantic Tutankhamun. He awoke from his slumber with endless resentment and power, as if he was about to pull the whole world into endless darkness. His resurrection caused the air around him to freeze, making people feel a heavy sense of oppression.

However, in the face of this powerful necromancy, Mu Yu had no fear. His eyes flashed with determination, and his gold and silver eyes seemed to be able to see through all vanity. The golden thunder in his hand was like lightning in the night sky, cutting through the darkness and swooping down on the necromantic Tutankhamun. When the golden thunder hit the target, the entire space trembled, as if it was torn apart by an invisible force. The figure of the necromantic gradually blurred under the attack of Jin Lei, and finally turned into nothingness.

In this fierce confrontation, Mu Yu's posture became taller and taller. There was no fear in his eyes, only determination and fearlessness. The golden thunder he held tightly was like his faith, and he would never back down. When everything was calm again, he still stood there, like an unshakable mountain.

In a solemn atmosphere, Mu Yu stepped forward, his gold and silver eyes shining, as if he could see through all the vanity in the world and point to the truth. In those eyes, there is endless wisdom and power, as if it can perceive the secrets of all things in the world. In his eyes, there was a flash of golden thunder, which was the powerful power in his hands, and it was also his firm belief in fighting evil.

The golden thunder in his hand was jumping and cheering, and with his will, it turned into a brilliant beam of light, illuminating this dim space. The power of that golden thunder, powerful and mighty, with unparalleled destructive power, is enough to terrify any enemy who stands in the way.

In the face of the resurrected necromantic Tutankhamun, Mu Yu had no fear. The golden light in his eyes was even more abundant, as if it was about to burn all darkness to the ground. The golden thunder in his hand was also even more violent, as if it wanted to tear apart all illusory appearances and point directly at its essence.

Then, he moved. As swift as thunder, as fast as lightning, the golden thunder in his hand turned into a brilliant arrow that shot straight at the resurrected Necromantic Tutankhamun. At that moment, it seemed that even time had frozen, and all the sounds disappeared without a trace, leaving only the roar of Jin Lei and Mu Yu's firm determination.

It was a bright beam of light, an arrow of hope, and Mu Yu's insistence on justice. Only a loud sound was heard that shook the sky, and the golden thunder and the necromantic Tutankhamun slammed together, stirring up a strong energy fluctuation. However, no matter what the outcome is, Mu Yu is not afraid, because he only has firmness and faith in his eyes, and the golden thunder in his hand will continue to light the way ahead for him.

Mu Yu stood on the battlefield, his gold and silver eyes shining. It was a mysterious power hidden within him, awakened at this moment. His eyes were like two bright stars, shining with endless wisdom and strength. He clenched his fists, golden lightning leaping between his fingers, his unique ability, the source of his strength.

The resurrected necromantic Tutankhamun, wreaking havoc on the battlefield, its breath chilling. However, Mu Yu was not afraid. He took a deep breath, and the light of his gold and silver eyes became even brighter. He raised his hands, and the golden lightning turned into a brilliant beam of light, heading straight for the resurrected necromancer Tutankhamun.

It was an irresistible force, and the golden thunder and lightning tore through the air, striking the necromancers with a thunderous momentum. The air is filled with a strong smell of electricity that makes people palpitate. And the resurrected necromantic Tutankhamun, under this powerful attack, seemed so insignificant.

Mu Yu's eyes were firm and resolute, and he was not afraid of the powerful enemy in front of him. Because he knows that his strength is invincible. The golden thunder and lightning are his guardians and his attacks. No matter how many enemies lie ahead, he has the confidence and ability to defeat them.

Under the golden thunderbolt, the resurrected necromancer Tutankhamun let out a terrible scream, and then dissolved into nothingness. Mu Yu stood on the battlefield, his figure looked so tall and mighty. He knows that this is only part of his journey, and that there are more challenges ahead of him. But he was not afraid, because he had great strength and incomparable determination. He will continue to fight until the final victory.

At that moment, Mu Yu's golden and silver eyes were like two bright stars, shining dazzlingly in the darkness. His eyes are firm and deep, as if he can see through all illusions and point to the essence of the truth. As his pupils opened, an invisible force coalesced around him, exuding a trembling coercion.

In his hands, the golden thunder light gradually condensed into a powerful energy, like the sword of heavenly punishment, illuminating the dark tomb. The power contained in that thunder light seemed to be able to shatter mountains and rivers and make all things tremble. Every flickering moment is like the most brilliant flame in heaven and earth, burning fiercely and cannot be swallowed up by any darkness.

And the resurrected necromantic Tutankhamun, although he woke up from an ancient slumber, faced with the golden thunder in Mu Yu's hands, its existence seemed to become insignificant. Although the aura of the necromancer was cold and eerie, it was extremely pale and powerless under the brilliant light of the golden thunder.

When Jin Lei collided with the necromancy, the entire tomb seemed to tremble. The air was torn apart in an instant, and a deafening roar erupted. The shock wave generated by the collision of powerful energy raised the surrounding dust and stone chips one after another, forming a violent air current. In the face of this force, whether it is a hard stone wall or a heavy coffin, it is as fragile as paper paste.

At this moment, Mu Yu and Jin Lei seemed to have become an insurmountable barrier, firmly blocking the necromantic Tutankhamun at the other end. And the resurrected necromancer, in the face of such a powerful force, can only helplessly dissipate into the air and return to its eternal sleep.

As night fell, Mu Yu stood on the barren land, the gold and silver eyes of his eyes shining mysteriously. The light and the night are intertwined, like stars descending on the earth. He clasped his hands, and between his palms there was a powerful force, which was like golden lightning, with a shocking majesty.

Suddenly, the light of Mu Yu's gold and silver eyes suddenly lit up, as if two bright stars pierced the night sky. The golden thunder in his hand seemed to have received the agility of life, it jumped, roared, and was full of endless destructive power. Meanwhile, the necromantic Tutankhamun in the distance slowly resurrects in the darkness, its presence seemingly heralding an inevitable battle.

Mu Yu took a deep breath, and the golden thunder he clenched instantly attacked the necromantic Tutankhamun. The golden thunder pierced the night sky, leaving behind a dazzling golden trail, and its power was so powerful that it seemed to tear the whole world apart. The collision with the necromantic Tutankhamun caused a violent concussion, and the air seemed to tremble.

In this fierce battle, Mu Yu's gold and silver eyes always maintained a firm light. His battle with the necromantic Tutankhamun was not only a contest of strength, but also a test of faith. And Mu Yu's eyes were full of unyielding and firmness, and he firmly believed that he could overcome everything.

Mu Yu stood in the ancient tomb, his gold and silver eyes shining with a deep light. His hands clenched a golden lightning bolt, which was the powerful power in his hands, like a golden thunderbolt tearing from the sky, shocking people's hearts.

Tutankhamun's necromancer slowly resurrected in the tomb, his eyes burning with the cold light of death. However, in the face of Jin Lei in Mu Yu's hand, he seemed to feel an unprecedented threat.

Mu Yu waved the golden thunder in his hand without hesitation, and its power slashed through a brilliant light trail in the air, like a thunderous blow from the gods. The golden thunder rushed straight at the necromantic Tutankhamun, and it split into countless golden arcs in the air, as if to engulf all darkness.

The air in the tomb seemed to freeze at this moment, and only the whistling sound of golden thunder echoed. The moment the golden thunder struck Tutankhamun, a strong light erupted from the tomb, so strong that it was impossible to look at it directly. It is a ray of hope and the final judgment of darkness.

After the light dissipated, the figures of Mu Yu and Tutankhamun reappeared. The power of the golden thunder left deep marks on the necromancy, and he seemed to become even weaker. And Mu Yu's eyes flashed with victory, and he knew that this battle was nearing its end.

After the fierce battle, Mu Yu leaned against the ruined stone wall, gasping for breath, looking at Tutankhamun who was standing up again in front of him. That strength, that kind of unyieldingness, made Mu Yu understand that Tutankhamun had achieved immortality. A trace of bitterness flashed in his eyes, and he looked at the already dim golden thunder in his hand, which was his last strength.

He was aware of his injuries, and every pain reminded him that the limits of his body had arrived. However, he could not give up, and for the sake of those who trusted him and relied on him, he had to stand up.

Tutankhamun let out an earth-shattering roar and rushed towards Mu Yu. Mu Yu gritted his teeth and used all his strength to swing out the golden thunder. The collision of thunder and darkness caused a huge shock, but Tutankhamun did not fall.

"In this way, I still can't defeat you......" Mu Yu muttered, with a hint of unwillingness on his tired face.

But at this moment, a powerful energy burst out from the golden thunder and soared into the sky. It was a collision of thunder and darkness, and a contest between life and death. When the light dissipated, Tutankhamun's figure finally disappeared in place.

Mu Yu fell weakly, and his body and mind had reached their limit. He knew that there might not be a real winner in this battle, but no matter what, he did his part for peace and justice.

In the dark of night, the battle between Mu Yu and Tutankhamun is like a shocking epic. Tutankhamun, the king who was once feared as immortal, once seemed to be crumbling under the golden thunder of Mu Yu. However, the golden thunder, as powerful as it was, could not completely destroy Tutankhamun, and he rose again from the ashes, as if immortal.

At this time, Mu Yu was already seriously injured. His clothes were in tatters, his body was covered in Tutankhamun's claw marks and bite marks, and blood stained his chest. However, his eyes remained steadfast, showing no sign of flinching. He knew that this battle was not over, that the immortal Tutankhamun would continue to be reborn, and that he had to keep fighting.

So, Mu Yu endured the severe pain and raised the golden thunder in his hand again. Every breath he breathed with the smell of blood and pain, but his eyes were more determined than ever. He knew that he couldn't give up, he had to fight to the end.

Tutankhamun looked at Mu Yu, his eyes shining with cruelty. He knew that the rain was the only obstacle in his path to eternal life, and that he had to destroy him. So, he launched a more fierce attack, but Mu Yu resisted him with even more determination.

This battle has been going on for a whole day and a night. Night fell again, but the battle was not over. The battle between Muyu and Tutankhamun will continue until one side is completely defeated. At this time, Mu Yu, although he was seriously injured, his eyes were full of firmness and determination, and he would continue to fight until the final victory.

At that moment, the golden thunder pierced the silent night sky like a brilliant meteor and went straight to Tutankhamun. Its power was so powerful that even space trembled. However, Tutankhamun was more powerful than anyone could have imagined, and even under such fierce attacks, he still stood tall.

Mu Yu held Jin Lei tightly, his eyes were firm and resolute. With all his might, he swung his weapon again, but this time, Tutankhamun was unscathed. His body was like King Kong's indestructible body, and no attack could shake him in the slightest.

However, just when everyone thought the battle was over, Tutankhamun's body suddenly began to glow. A powerful energy poured out of his body, enveloping him in flames in an instant. The flames burned as if to turn all life to ashes.

Mu Yu felt the fury of this energy, and he knew that this was Tutankhamun's ultimate power. He gritted his teeth and used his last strength to swing the golden thunder again. This time, the light of the golden thunder was more dazzling than ever, as if it had gathered all the light between heaven and earth.

Finally, with a loud bang, Tutankhamun's body fell like a meteor. The earth trembled, and the air was thick with smoke and dust. When everything calmed down, the crowd was shocked to find that Tutankhamun had disappeared without a trace.

However, just when they thought victory was in hand, an eerie force suddenly emerged from where Tutankhamun had disappeared. It was an ominous black fog that slowly coalesced into a terrifying image - Tutankhamun's figure reappeared.

Everyone's hearts instantly sank to the bottom, and they knew that this battle was far from over. And Mu Yu is already scarred and can hardly fight again.