Mu Yu, a figure shuttled like a ghost through the dense forest in the central area of Tianzhou Mountain. His every step is light and firm, as if he is one with this ancient land. Tianzhou Mountain, known for its steepness, peaks and peaks, ancient trees towering to the sky, and at this moment, it is more like a huge battlefield, hidden endless crises.

However, the tranquility and beauty of this land are enveloped by an atmosphere of solemnity. In the outside world, eighteen powerhouses of the Eightfold Heaven Realm are like eighteen unshakable mountains, surrounding Tianzhou Mountain. Their aura was so powerful and majestic that it seemed that even the heavens and the earth would tremble for it. The eyes of these powerhouses were like knives, tightly locked on the core area of Tianzhou Mountain, and they seemed to be ready to launch a fierce attack at any time.

At the same time, the Huaxia side is in a bitter battle. Although they were numerous, they were powerless in the face of these eighteen powerhouses of the Eightfold Heaven Realm. Every attack was easily defused by the opponent, and every charge was ruthlessly repelled by the opponent. Although the fighters of the Huaxia side tried their best, they still could not break the deadlock, and could only support it.

In this seemingly unwinnable battle, Mu Yu's figure seemed extremely determined. His gaze is deep and bright, as if he can see everything. Although his aura was not as powerful as those powerhouses of the Eightfold Heaven Realm, it had an indescribable majesty. He knew that he couldn't back down, he couldn't give up. Because behind him is the land and the people he loves.

At this moment, the pastoral rain is like a lonely mountain, standing tall in the wind and rain. His presence gave the Huaxia warriors endless confidence and strength. They know that as long as there is pastoral rain, they have hope.

In this way, Mu Yu and the warriors of the Huaxia Fang launched a thrilling battle with the eighteen powerhouses of the Eightfold Heaven Realm in the core area of Tianzhou Mountain. Although the road ahead is unknown, they are not afraid because they have a firm faith and endless courage in their hearts.

Mu Yu is located in the core area of Tianzhou Mountain, surrounded by an ancient and mysterious atmosphere. Mountains and clouds shrouded in mist, as if entering a fairyland isolated from the world. He took a deep breath and felt the thick aura in the air, which made his state of mind more and more calm.

However, the situation outside is becoming increasingly tense. Eighteen powerhouses of the Eightfold Heaven Realm surrounded Tianzhou Mountain like a great wall of steel. Their aura is powerful and majestic, as if it can shake heaven and earth. Their eyes were focused on the core area of Tianzhou Mountain, looking for the traces of Mu Yu.

At the same time, the monks of the Huaxia side were struggling to support themselves. Exhaustion and nervousness were written on their faces, but they still stood there firmly, unflinching. Their eyes were full of conviction and determination, as if they were fighting against fate. Although the situation was unfavorable to them, they still held their ground, swearing to protect the safety of Muyu and Tianzhou Mountain.

At this tense and intense moment, Mu Yu remained calm and determined. He knew that he could not live up to Huaxia's expectations and trust. He took a deep breath and gathered the strength within him, ready for the challenge that was coming.

The entire Tianzhou Mountain was filled with a tense and solemn atmosphere. A battle for the life and death of the Chinese side is about to break out. And Mu Yu will play a vital role in this battle.

In the outside world, the eighteen powerhouses of the Eightfold Heaven Realm are like eighteen majestic mountains, majestic and tightly surround Tianzhou Mountain. Their gaze was as sharp as knives, piercing through the clouds and looking straight into every corner of the mountain. It was as if they had become an invisible barrier, holding back any creatures that tried to escape.

In Huaxia, the situation is not optimistic. They are far inferior in numbers to each other, and there is also a huge gap in strength. But they still held on tenaciously, their eyes full of determination and unyieldingness. The light of their swords flickered, every swing was a struggle against fate, and every shout was a declaration of their indomitability.

However, as time went on, the pressure on the Huaxia side increased. Their strength is being drained, while the patience of the other party seems endless. Mu Yu knew that they had to find a breakthrough, otherwise, they would face the danger of total annihilation.

Mu Yu took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with determination. He knew that he had to stand up for the future of Huaxia Fang and for the sake of those companions who were still persevering. He clenched the hilt of his sword in his hand, feeling the touch of the cold metal, as if to tell of the upcoming decisive battle.

At this moment, Mu Yu is no longer a single individual, he represents the hope and future of Huaxia. His figure grew taller and firmer in the forest, his gaze like the brightest star in the night sky, guiding his companions in the direction of their progress.

With a gust of wind blowing, Mu Yu's figure disappeared into the depths of the dense forest. He knew that his battle had just begun, and that he had to find the key that could turn things around. And no matter how many difficulties and challenges lie ahead, he will face them without fear, because he knows that he is not only fighting for himself, but also for those who are still persevering.

The Wall of Thunder stood tall in the night, like a crack torn between heaven and earth, full of majesty and power. The head of the Zhang family tried his best, his eyes were firm and resolute, and every flicker of the Thunder Wall condensed his hard work and sweat.

Eighteen Realm Masters stood outside the Thunder Wall, their aura like eighteen towering mountains, pressing the surrounding air solemnly. Their gaze shines through the wall of thunder, like a cheetah staring at its prey, full of fierceness and fierceness. However, the Wall of Thunder was entrenched in front of the Zhang family's territory like a dragon, and no matter how they attacked, it would not fall.

The light of the Wall of Thunder was sometimes as bright as a star, sometimes as dim as a firefly, and each flicker seemed to tell the tenacity and determination of the head of the Zhang family. Three days seemed like an endless battle for him, his strength was depleted little by little, but his will was as firm as thunder.

During these three days, the head of the Zhang family and the Wall of Thunder jointly resisted the invasion of the outside world, and their existence became the most solid barrier in the Zhang family's territory. Although the threat of the outside world still exists, under the protection of the Thunder Wall, the people in the Zhang family's territory feel an unprecedented sense of peace of mind and hope.

Three days passed in a flash, and the light of the Wall of Thunder gradually dimmed. Although the head of the Zhang family was tired, his eyes were still firm. He knew that the three days of perseverance had won a precious chance for the Zhang family to survive, and he believed that in the coming days, the Zhang family would definitely become stronger and more prosperous.

The Wall of Thunder stands between heaven and earth, as if it is a great wall of steel forged by the will of the head of the Zhang family. It flashed with a dazzling light, and every flash of thunder seemed to tell the world that this was not just a defense, but also a kind of adherence to the glory of the family. Behind the wall of thunder is the resolute and resolute eyes of the head of the Zhang family, and his figure looms in the thunder, as if he is one with heaven and earth.

The eighteen masters of the Frontier Realm in the outside world, their aura was like eighteen insurmountable peaks, oppressing every inch of space. Their eyes were full of covetousness for the Thunder Wall, but every time they tried to break through, they were ruthlessly repelled by the powerful power of thunder. Their attacks were like a raging storm, but the Wall of Thunder stood as solid as a rock.

However, the Wall of Thunder, while powerful, is not invincible. The head of the Zhang family knew that this wall could only buy him three days. After three days, the power of thunder will be exhausted, and he will face an even more serious challenge. But he didn't back down, he didn't give up, because he knew that behind him was the hope and future of the whole family.

Three days is both a challenge and an opportunity for the head of the Zhang family. He will use these three days to make all preparations for the upcoming decisive battle. And for the eighteen Frontier Realm masters in the outside world, these three days were also the opportunity they were waiting for, they knew that the Thunder Wall would eventually dissipate, and they would also have the opportunity to step into the Zhang family and seize what they wanted.

For three days, the head of the Zhang family and the eighteen masters of the Sealed Territory from the outside world were all making final preparations. The existence of the Thunder Wall filled this world with a tense and exciting atmosphere, as if a great war was about to break out. And the outcome of this big battle will determine the fate of the entire family.

The wall of thunder, winding like an angry dragon, bloomed with shocking brilliance in the hands of the head of the Zhang family. This wall of light is like the strongest fortress between heaven and earth, and its power is enough to change the color of any strong person. It stood tall in the void, constantly devouring the surrounding heaven and earth vitality, transforming into the power of thunder, and every flicker, as if it was about to tear the sky apart.

However, this wall of thunder was facing eighteen Realm Realm masters. Each of them was a strong man standing at the pinnacle of martial arts, and their aura was like eighteen towering mountains, oppressing the air to tremble. Their gaze, like eighteen sharp swords, was directed at the core of the Wall of Thunder.

The face of the head of the Zhang family was solemn, he knew that although this Thunder Wall was powerful, it could only block these eighteen Feudal Realm masters for three days. Three days later, the wall was broken and people were scattered, and the Zhang family would face an unprecedented crisis.

The Wall of Thunder trembled, and each tremor seemed to speak of its indomitability and firmness. And the head of the Zhang family is standing in front of the wall, his eyes are firm, he knows that these three days will be the last hope of his Zhang family.

The three days seemed to pass very quickly, and every moment was full of crises and unknowns. However, the head of the Zhang family had no intention of backing down, and he firmly believed that as long as the wall of thunder remained, there was hope for the Zhang family.

This is the confrontation between the head of the Zhang family and the eighteen masters of the Feudal Realm, a battle related to the survival of the family, a contest full of unknowns and miracles.

Outside the wall of thunder, the wind howled, and lightning and thunder roared. Every time the power of thunder stirred, the entire space seemed to tremble. Those eighteen Realm Masters kept attacking, trying to break through this wall, but each time they were ruthlessly blocked by the Wall of Thunder.

Although the head of the Zhang family is powerful, opening the Thunder Wall is also extremely draining for him. His face gradually turned pale, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead. He knew that he could only last three days. After three days, the power of the Wall of Thunder will be exhausted, and at that time, they will face a siege by eighteen Realm masters.

However, the head of the Zhang family did not back down. His eyes were firm and his heart was full of conviction. He knew that for the glory of his family and the protection of this land, he had to do his best to hold on until the last moment.

The Wall of Thunder shines brightly in the night, sweeping across the sky like thunder, shocking people's hearts. It is like a solemn warrior, sticking to the last line of defense in China, defending against threats from the outside world. Although the head of the Zhang family is no longer there, his wall of thunder is still strong and still exudes awe-inspiring power.

This is the last bit of time in Huaxia. The existence of the Wall of Thunder has given the Chinese people a glimmer of hope and a glimmer of expectation. They knew that as long as the Wall of Thunder remained, Huaxia would not perish and their homeland would be protected.

However, time is inexorably passing. The Wall of Thunder, while powerful, cannot last forever. Three days, only three days, this is the last hope of China, but also the last expectation of the Chinese people.

During these three days, the Chinese people united as one to resist the threat from the outside world. They know that this is their last moment of fighting for their homeland, for their future, for hope. They will not give up, they will not back down, they will use their lives, their blood, to protect this land they love so much.

Three days is both long and short for Huaxia. long enough for people to unite against threats; It was so short that the people felt incomparably urgent and heavy. This is the last bit of time in China, and this is the decisive moment of the Chinese people.

The head of the Zhang family was once a legendary figure in this Chinese land. His wall of thunder, like the last patron saint of China, stands between heaven and earth, sheltering the land from wind and rain and defending against foreign enemies. Now, however, the heroic head of the family has died heroically, and his body has fallen in a pool of blood, unable to stand up again.

Although the Wall of Thunder is still towering into the sky, it has lost the control of the master of the house, and has begun to gradually weaken. Its light is no longer so dazzling, and the thunder is no longer so deafening. However, it still sticks there, silently guarding the land of China, fighting for the last three days for the creatures of this land.

These three days are the last hope for Huaxia. People flocked to the Wall of Thunder, praying that it would continue to protect them and give them hope and strength. During these three days, every corner of Huaxia was filled with sadness and despair, but at the same time, it was also full of tenacity and courage.

People didn't give up, they knew that as long as the Wall of Thunder remained, they had hope. They began to unite to face the impending crisis together. The sons and daughters of China, with their blood, sweat and tears, fought for the last chance of survival for this land.

Three days passed unusually long, but it was also unknowingly coming to an end. When the Wall of Thunder finally exhausted its last shred of strength, the land of Huaxia was plunged into unprecedented darkness and chaos. However, even in the most desperate moments, the sons and daughters of Huaxia did not give up. They firmly believe that nothing can defeat them as long as they are united. They will continue to move forward, for the future of this land, for the future of China.