The battle between Mu Yu and Tutankhamun has entered a white-hot stage. Despite Mu Yu's astonishing display of strength and skill, Tutankhamun's immortal form seemed to be an insurmountable obstacle. Every time Mu Yu thought he had defeated the enemy, Tutankhamun would get back up from his shattered body and launch a fierce attack on Mu Yu again.

The clouds in the sky also seemed to be attracted by the fierce battle, gathering above the battle between the two, and the occasional flickering of lightning seemed to be the wrath of the heavens. The air around him was tense and murderous, and every sword strike and footstep movement seemed to tear the air apart.

However, despite the increasing intensity of Tutankhamun's attacks, Mu Yu did not show the slightest fear. His eyes were firm and sharp, as if searching for the only flaw. He swung his sword faster and faster, like a raging storm, trying to break the endless cycle of immortality with his power.

The battle seemed to be endless, but Mu Yu did not give up. He knew that only by persevering could he find a way to defeat this endless resurrection of enemies. He gritted his teeth and rushed at the invincible Tutankhamun again.

The battle between Mu Yu and Tutankhamun has entered a white-hot phase. After a fierce fight, Mu Yu finally succeeded in knocking out his powerful opponent Tutankhamun to the canvas with his tenacious will and excellent skills. The joy of victory welled up in his heart, but it did not last long.

Just when Mu Yu thought the battle was over, Tutankhamun slowly got up from the ground, showing a shocking immortality. There didn't seem to be any scars on this evil creature, as if the attack had just passed. He opened his bloody mouth and let out an earth-shattering roar, launching a fierce attack on Mu Yu again.

Tutankhamun's speed and power seemed to be more violent, and each attack carried a fierce wind that made people shudder. Mu Yu could only resist with all his might, but in front of the immortal body, his strength seemed so insignificant. He understands that this battle is no longer a simple competition of strength, but an endless torture and test.

However, Mu Yu did not give up. There was a determined glint in his eyes, and his heart burned with unyielding fighting spirit. He wielded the weapon in his hand, using all his strength to fight the immortal demon. Every attack was carried with determination to break the cauldron, and every defense showed perseverance.

This battle seems to have become an endless hell, and Mu Yu is the warrior who struggles in hell. He engaged in a life-and-death struggle with the immortal Tutankhamun, fighting for survival and justice. Despite the thorny road ahead, he is confident that he will eventually defeat this evil creature and usher in the dawn of victory.

Mu Yu has done his best at this moment and finally defeated the evil Tutankhamun. His heart was beating violently, and his face was covered with the sweat and dust of victory. However, the joy of this victory did not last long, and a sense of foreboding rose in his heart.

Tutankhamun, immortal, began to regroup as soon as he fell. The evil body wriggled in the yellow sand, like a huge chrysalis, ready to break through the ground. Soon, his figure condensed again, and those red eyes shot a fierce gaze, pointing directly at Mu Yu.

Each of Tutankhamun's resurrections was accompanied by greater resentment and anger, and each attack became more violent. He wielded a huge staff, setting off a sandstorm and trapping Mu Yu. Although Mu Yu resisted with all his might, every attack made him feel powerless.

Time seemed to have become incomparably long at this moment, and every resurrection of Tutankhamun filled Mu Yu's heart with despair. He understood that the battle seemed never-ending and that the dawn of victory seemed far away. However, even in the face of a desperate situation, Mu Yu did not give up. He knows that only by persevering will it be possible to find a way to defeat Tutankhamun.

Mu Yu gasped, sweat and rain intertwined with his face, shining with a layer of oil. He clenched the weapon in his hand, his knuckles white, and he had clearly exhausted all his strength. His clothes were already tattered and bloodstained, and every wound told of the horror of the battle.

Tutankhamun, his massive body, which seemed to be dead, trembled again. His eyes gleamed with death, and the corners of his mouth curled into a cruel smile. The power of his immortal body allowed him to recover from Mu Yu's attacks, and every time he fell, it was only a temporary sleep.

With a roar of rage, Tutankhamun swooped down on Mu Yu again. The momentum seemed to crush everything that stood in its way. However, Mu Yu did not flinch, the determination in his eyes was even worse, and he waved the weapon in his hand, ready to meet the next round of attacks.

The air around him seemed to freeze, leaving only the roar of Tutankhamun and the sound of Mu Yu's determined breathing. This is a seemingly endless battle, and the battle between immortality and life and death seems so stark at this moment.

Mu Yu, after a fierce fight, finally defeated the powerful opponent Tutankhamun. His body trembled slightly from the exertion, sweat and blood intertwined, sliding across his tired, resolute face. There was a hint of satisfaction in his eyes, but more of helplessness and confusion.

However, this victory did not bring him the joy and tranquility he expected. Although Tutankhamun fell to the ground, his eyes that were once full of evil still stared at Mu Yu, as if mocking his powerlessness. The body, which seemed to be dead, began to tremble slowly, and an ominous premonition filled the air.

Sure enough, Tutankhamun's body burst with a bang, shards scattered everywhere, and then regrouped in the stunned eyes of everyone and stood up again. He had a cruel smile on his face and a grim glint in his eyes, as if all struggles were just his plaything. He attacked Mu Yu again, and the violent force was like an angry wave, making it impossible to resist.

In the dimly lit burial chamber, Mu Yu collapsed on the icy ground, his body battered by Tutankhamun's resurrection blow. Blood flowed from the corners of his mouth and mixed with the dust on the ground to form a poignant picture. However, even though he was seriously injured, Mu Yu's eyes remained firm. He stared at the resurrected Tutankhamun in front of him, his eyes burning with unyielding fighting spirit.

The golden thunder in his hand emitted a faint light, as if whispering some mysterious power. This golden thunder was originally thought to be an ordinary talisman, but now it seems to have an amazing power of decomposition. Mu Yu tried to mobilize this power, so that it flowed from his fingers like wisps.

He gritted his teeth to endure the sharp pain in his body and struggled to his feet. He stared at Tutankhamun and decided to attack again. This time, instead of using his fists or swords, he used the mysterious golden thunder. He gripped the golden thunder tightly, mobilized its power, and turned it into a golden lightning bolt that shot at Tutankhamun.

The moment the golden lightning touched Tutankhamun, there was a violent explosion. The air in the tomb seemed to freeze at this moment. When the dust settled, Tutankhamun's body began to fade away, as if it had been broken down by the lightning.

Mu Yu also fell due to the exhaustion of his strength, but a smile of victory appeared on his face. He understands that the power of the golden thunder is not just a protector, but can decompose all things. This victory is a combination of wisdom and courage, as well as an exploration and excavation of unknown forces.

In the shock of Tutankhamun's resurrection, Mu Yu's body was like a fluttering leaf, and his body was shaky. His skin was shaken by the force like autumn leaves, and the scars were scattered. Blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and for a moment, he seemed to feel the cold touch of death.

However, even in the midst of serious injuries, Mu Yu's eyes flashed with determination. He held the golden thunder in his hand tightly, and the originally ordinary object now emitted a terrifying golden light. He discovers that the power of the Golden Thunder is far beyond his imagination, and it seems to be able to decompose all things and turn decay into magic.

Tutankhamun's resurrection seemed to give him endless strength, and he straightened up, his eyes burning with an unyielding fire. He aimed at the invincible Resurrection, and the golden thunder in his hand pierced the air with a piercing whistling sound. The golden light made a dazzling trail in the night, straight to Tutankhamun.

At that moment, the whole world seemed to freeze. The air was torn apart by the golden light, the wind howled, and the stars seemed to tremble. And Tutankhamun's resurrection was so weak in this light that his face showed a look of horror.

Then, everything was calm. After the golden light disappeared, only Mu Yu was left standing there alone, although his body was scarred, his eyes flashed with victory. He knew that he had found the true role of Golden Ray, and that would be his new power, the key to his defeat of Tutankhamun.

In the ancient tomb, Mu Yu faced the resurrected Tutankhamun alone. That once formidable force is now unleashing its majesty once again. Tutankhamun's resurrection, with endless resentment and curses, struck at Mu Yu with a single blow.

In the face of this powerful force, Mu Yu couldn't help but feel a chill. However, he did not back down, because he knew that the golden thunder in his hand was his last hope.

The golden thunder shimmered with a mysterious light in his hand, as if it contained infinite power. The moment Tutankhamun's attack was about to touch him, the golden thunder released a dazzling light, and a powerful wave of energy was released from the golden thunder, instantly disintegrating that attack into countless fragments.

Mu Yu was shocked in his heart, he finally understood the true role of Jin Lei. This is not an ordinary weapon, but a mysterious magic weapon capable of decomposing everything. This power is enough to compete with Tutankhamun.

So, he grabbed the golden thunder and attacked Tutankhamun again. This time, it was no longer fear and helplessness, but determination and hope.

In the dim tomb, Mu Yu's figure was like a lonely boat, crumbling. Tutankhamun's resurrection blow slammed into his chest, sending him a few steps backwards. The golden ancient pharaoh, his power seems to come from ancient times, with endless majesty and killing intent. However, despite the fact that his body was crumbling by the impact of this force, Mu Yu's eyes were still firm.

He held the golden thunder in his hand tightly, feeling its heavy weight and the great power contained in it. This power, he had thought was only used to dispel the darkness, but he never expected that it would have an even more amazing effect. At this moment, he realized the true purpose of the golden thunder - to decompose all things.

Tutankhamun seemed to sense the change in Mu Yu, and a hint of vigilance flashed in his ancient eyes. However, Mu Yu had already grasped the golden thunder and quickly launched an attack. The golden thunder bloomed with dazzling light in his hand, like a golden meteor cutting through the darkness and heading straight for Tutankhamun.

That power seemed to be able to tear through all obstacles, whether it was an invisible spiritual seal or a solid body, all of them were wiped out under the power of the golden thunder. Tutankhamun had to defend himself with all his might, and the force made him feel threatened like never before.

Despite the physical injury, Mu Yu's eyes were more determined. He knew that this was the only chance to stop Tutankhamun's resurrection. There was no fear in his heart, only firmness and determination. Wielding the golden thunder, he attacked Tutankhamun again, determined to eliminate the threat once and for all.

Mu Yu fell to the ground, and Tutankhamun's resurrection blow made him unable to get up for a moment. His chest heaved violently, and every breath was tinged with pain. However, even though he was seriously injured, Mu Yu's eyes remained firm and showed no signs of retreating.

He held the golden thunder in his hand tightly, and this mysterious weapon emitted a deep light at this moment, as if it was connected to his breath of life. He felt the tremor of the golden thunder, and it was a response, a response that echoed the power deep within him.

A flash of realization flashed in Mu Yu's eyes, and he finally understood the true role of Jin Lei. This weapon is not a simple weapon of attack, but has the mysterious power to decompose all things. He could feel the powerful energy it emanated, a force that could tear everything apart and reshape everything.

He adjusted his posture and prepared to attack Tutankhamun again. He took a deep breath, raised Jin Lei high above his head, and concentrated the strength of his whole body at the enemy in front of him. In an instant, the light of the golden thunder illuminated the entire battlefield, and a powerful energy was released from the weapon and rushed straight towards Tutankhamun.

The light seemed to have life, constantly splitting and expanding, enveloping Tutankhamun in an instant. The air was filled with strong energy fluctuations, as if even time stood still at this moment.

Mu Yu closed his eyes tightly and felt the power of Jin Lei with all his might. He could clearly feel that energy was constantly tearing, destroying, and reshaping, as if it wanted to return everything to its most primitive state.

When the light gradually dissipated, the scene on the battlefield stunned Mu Yu. Tutankhamun, who was once mighty, had now vanished without a trace, leaving only ruins and dust.

Mu Yu was also tired from the overuse of his strength, but he showed a triumphant smile. He succeeds in protecting those he cares about, while also uncovering the true secrets of Kim Lei.

Mu Yu's face turned pale, and his body was shaken back by the power of Tutankhamun's resurrection. The wound was bleeding profusely, and it hurt to the heart. He held the golden thunder in his hand tightly, felt its heat and power, and a firm belief surged in his heart.

He took a deep breath, a decisive glint in his eyes. He understands that the true power of Jinlei is not just destruction, but disintegration and reorganization. An invisible force emanated from the golden thunder and surrounded Mu Yu, as if it wanted to turn everything around him into invisible.

Holding back the sharp pain in his body, he charged at Tutankhamun again. This time, he is no longer trying to defeat the other party, but to protect his faith and friends. The golden thunder in his hand turned into a dazzling beam of light, which went straight to Tutankhamun's vital point.

The collision of the beam with the resurrection force caused a violent explosion. Powerful energy overflowed and instantly overwhelmed everything around it. Mu Yu only felt that his body was pushed away by a huge force, and then he lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, he found himself in ruins. He looked up and saw that Tutankhamun had disappeared. And in his hand, Jin Lei was still shining, as if telling the thrilling battle just now.

In the dimly lit chamber, Mu Yu gasped, his body slammed back against the stone wall by Tutankhamun's resurrection blow. Every inch of skin is like being burned by fire, and the pain is in the bone marrow. The golden thunder in his hand shone with an eerie light, as if it was the only talisman that could withstand this evil force.

However, just as he was about to fall into despair, Mu Yu sensed Jin Lei's true power. It's not just a weapon, it's a mysterious force capable of breaking down all things. He felt Jin Lei tremble slightly in his hands, as if calling him to unleash his true power.

Mu Yu gritted his teeth and used all his strength to gather the power of Jin Lei. The light of the golden thunder instantly became even brighter, and an invisible force emanated from the golden thunder, and the air was filled with a strong ionic breath.

Adjusting his breathing, Mu Yu swung the golden thunder in his hand and launched a new attack on Tutankhamun. A golden bolt of lightning pierced the darkness and struck the evil mummy. With just a roar, Tutankhamun's body was struck hard by the power of the golden thunder, and it instantly disintegrated into countless pieces.

Although physically exhausted, Mu Yu knew that this battle was not over yet. He must stay awake and keep going until he finds a way to lift the curse.

In the deep ancient tomb, Mu Yu faced the resurrected Tutankhamun alone. In the dim light, Tutankhamun's resurrection looked particularly eerie, and his eyes shone with the light of death, which made people shudder. The air seemed to freeze, and only the sound of Tutankhamun's breathing and the sound of dripping water from the stone walls echoed in the distance.

Suddenly, a golden light flashed, and the golden thunder in Mu Yu's hand cut through the silence and rushed towards Tutankhamun with unparalleled strength. However, this force did not hit Tutankhamun directly, but instead formed a golden aura around him, which spun rapidly, as if it was about to swallow everything. Tutankhamun was shocked back a few steps by the force, and a hint of horror flashed in his eyes.

Mu Yu was stunned, he had never seen such a scene. Isn't Golden Thunder used to attack? Why is it like a protective shield now? He held Jin Lei tightly and felt a powerful energy surging in his hand. This energy seems to be able to decompose everything and return everything to its original state.

In an instant, Mu Yu understood the true role of Jin Lei. He took a deep breath and attacked Tutankhamun again. This time, he is no longer trying to defeat the other party, but to protect himself and his friends from the evil force that continues to wreak havoc. The golden light flashed again, and this time, it pierced directly through Tutankhamun's body, completely destroying it.

With Tutankhamun's disappearance, the entire tomb fell silent. Only the sound of dripping water and Mu Yu's heavy breathing remained. He finally breathed a sigh of relief, but the vigilance in his heart did not relax. He knows that this is just the beginning, and more unknowns and challenges await him.