Comprehensive website: From the Classic of Mountains and Seas to ancient times

"cut!"

A direct and full-force strike, the knife mark extended infinitely, cutting off everything in its path.

Break the constraints of common sense, cut off the flow of space, and break the link between cause and effect...

The scorching sun was cut in half, and along with it the ubiquitous temperature.

"My lord, times have changed!"

Apollo rolled off the chariot in a panic. The sun chariot that had been shining with light had now become dim.

Mu Yi took a look at the Sun Chariot. What a great thing it was. It could withstand his full force without leaving even a mark on its body.

"Blaster, look straight into the light!"

Apollo took out the golden bow he carried with him, and the arrow containing the power of light pierced through everything and shot towards Mu Yi's heart like a real stream of light.

The terrifying speed crossed the long distance between the two sides, and Mu Yi had no choice but to use Tiger Soul to block the arrow.

Infinite light and heat bloomed on the arrow, and the infinite light seemed to pierce the void.

Mu Yi felt the power coming from the tiger soul, his whole body shook and he retreated violently, almost vomiting blood.

"Is this all you have?"

Mu Yi's blood began to boil. The power was great, but he could withstand it. He would kill Apollo today.

It's more reassuring to have enemies dead.

The anger on Apollo's face completely disappeared. When Mu Yi took his attack almost unscathed, he realized that Mu Yi was no longer the little minion who relied on external forces to injure him.

The previous slash was not the power that Mu Yi borrowed from somewhere, but the power that Mu Yi had now.

Mu Yi was now an enemy on the same level as him, no longer the ant in his memory.

"Great Dream Sword!"

A purple magic weapon slid out of Mu Yi's left hand, with the knife and the sword held in his hands together. The aura of the master of weapons and disaster bloomed without reservation.

"You're getting stronger so fast!"

A hint of excitement flashed in the eyes of Nezha, the three-headed and six-armed man. Mu Yi was stronger than the last time he saw him.

"How dare you be distracted while fighting me!" The angry Poseidon waved his trident, stirring up the sea tide that appeared out of nowhere and swept Nezha into it.

"Hun Tian Ling!" Nezha swung the Hun Tian Ling to stir up a whirlpool in the void, directly rolling Poseidon's tide back in the opposite direction.

Just as Poseidon was struggling to emerge from the tide, a ray of golden light hit his head at lightning speed, touching the circle of his soul and causing Poseidon's mind to buzz.

"That's all you're capable of!"

Nezha's flaming spear pierced Poseidon's shoulder without mercy, and then another golden light shot out from his hand, and the gold brick immediately left a huge mark on Poseidon's forehead.

Poseidon, feeling dizzy, raised the trident in his hand high, and a swirling tide gushed out from the void. Poseidon, who merged into the sea, seemed even more violent, and the circle of heaven and earth was smashed out heavily by the trident.

Ribbons like water veins hung on Poseidon's body. At this moment, Poseidon could feel the surging momentum that was unstoppable like a raging wave just by looking at it.

"This is quite interesting. I'll play with you!"

Nezha finally withdrew all his attention from Mu Yi, and summoned all his magic weapons, intending to deal with Poseidon seriously.

The battle between Mu Yi and Apollo has reached a fever pitch.

Arrows containing light continuously penetrated the long distance, interrupting Mu Yi's trajectory towards Apollo.

Every arrow forced Mu Yi to chop it away with his Tiger Soul.

When Mu Yi finally approached Apollo, the golden bow in Apollo's hand disappeared, and a harp appeared in his hand.

At that moment, the long chant was compressed into the shortest bytes, and even the shortest bytes were accelerated into vague tremolos in the rapidly opening and closing mouth.

It was as if all the concise words of a ballad were overlapped at the same moment, resonating with each other.

Terrifying sound waves spread out from the harp, and the collapse of space was caused by the shattering of sound waves, crushing everything within the diffusion range into pieces under the force of space distortion.

Holy song!

The sound of the sonic waves expanded and spread, constantly echoing in the surrounding space.

Even Mu Yi's indestructible body began to collapse in this excitement.

"cut!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Hu Po chopped down firmly, not wavering in the slightest because of the pain.

The brilliant blade of light, with the momentum to chop everything into pieces, also shattered the surging sound waves.

The blade of light flashed, and without any warning, a tiny and smooth cut appeared on the harp.

Apollo looked angry.

He sang a terrifying ballad rapidly from his mouth, and in an instant Mu Yi seemed to have fallen into a hell of sound.

The layers of sound are like a net that is constantly tightening.

Mu Yi was guarding his spirit platform, and the Dameng Sword flew out of his hand and pierced Apollo's body.

"The realm of the wheel."

The rotating seal of reincarnation emerged from the sea of ​​consciousness.

It was like a faint light appearing in the darkness.

It was like a flickering firefly, suspended in mid-air, silent for a moment.

The next moment, the seal grew into complex and lush branches like a seed after a spring rain, and like the complex root system of a thousand-year-old tree, rapidly extending in all directions.

There is no telling how much power of spells and runes is contained in that one point, which expands along the layers of light.

In the blink of an eye, the seal burst into a huge and decayed ancient tree. The complex scriptures were its bark, and the layers of light tracks that rotated like stars were its lush roots.

Expanding, expanding, and expanding again, the rapidly expanding barrier changed from a tiny point of light between existence and non-existence into a huge barrier looming in the void.

The six-layer circular barrier spread out in all directions, enclosing everything in its path.

The sound stopped spreading.

The world tends to be still, and time is stopped at this moment.

Everything paused under the extreme meaning of "silence" contained in the barrier, and the world seemed to have turned into a silent painting with no details left out.

In the silence, Mu Yi's eyes shone with infinite brilliance. The Great Dream Sword that pierced Apollo's body emitted a purple glow at this moment, turning everything still into purple.

Countless dreams dragged Apollo into the reincarnation that had happened in Kyushu.

"What's happening to me?" Apollo opened his eyes and found that he had turned into a golden crow, only a hundred feet tall, with its entire body glowing with golden light, emitting infinite light and heat.

And there are nine other Golden Crows like him around him.

They quietly spread their wings and soar in the sky, showing their heroic figures to the world.

It's like ten suns are about to destroy the entire world.

At this moment, Apollo suddenly felt boundless fear. He was locked in by a cold will, and behind that cold will was a force so violent that even the sun looked like a firefly. Arrows appeared from the void one after another. They were so small, but the power lingering on them made Apollo feel extremely terrified.

The Golden Crows fell one by one, and soon only Apollo and another Golden Crow were left.

"No!"

Apollo flapped his wings subconsciously, trying to escape from this area.

The speed of the Golden Crow was incredibly fast, and it gradually overtook him, leaving Apollo locked in the cold will.

"No!"

Apollo burst out the light of the sun and tried to fight to the death, but it was all in vain. Facing the violent attack, all his resistance was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

Apollo looked in despair at the sun-shooting arrow that pierced his heart.

It was such a familiar feeling.

The next moment, Apollo opened his eyes again. Before he could escape from the shadow of death, he became a mortal again.

There were ten suns hanging in the sky, and the desperate light and heat were taking away his vitality.

He was powerless to resist and could only watch the light and heat that he was most familiar with kill him.

Reincarnation, endless reincarnation.

But every reincarnation is related to the Golden Crow.

Apollo gradually began to lose himself, and eventually his hatred for the ten golden crows surpassed his own will.

This time he became a warrior wielding a divine bow.

Without any hesitation, he drew his bow and shot arrows. One arrow after another pierced through the Golden Crows. Nine Golden Crows died from the Sun-Shooting Divine Arrows.

The last Golden Crow was fleeing madly, but Apollo did not hesitate at all. He drew his bow, drew his arrow, and shot.

When the arrow pierced the last Golden Crow, Apollo was in a trance and returned to his initial death.

"So the Golden Crow that was frantically trying to escape was me?"

"I killed myself?"

"I am Jinwu, no, I am Apollo, I am not the main god of Olympus, I cannot die!"

Apollo broke free from the dream in a trance, and when he opened his eyes, all he saw was a purple light.

He was locked in silence, unable to move, with only one tenth of his divine power remaining. Every death diminished his soul, but he was unaware of it.

It’s like a big dream, and I have already forgotten who I am.

"goodbye!"

Mu Yi raised Hu Po, and with a sharp movement of his sword, Apollo's unwilling head soared into the sky.

Hupo opened his huge mouth and swallowed Apollo's body and soul.

"Delicious!" Hu Po roared excitedly. This was the most delicious power he had tasted since his revival.

Infinite power urged him to destroy something.

However, Mu Yi held him tightly in his hand while he was rioting.

Mu Yi looked at the Great Dream Sword in his hand with some sadness. The Great Dream Sword, which condensed a billion pieces of dream power, was broken just like that, although he could still continue to refine it.

However, the torture of this magic weapon being constantly damaged is still heartbreaking.

He seemed to be a destroyer of magic weapons, and no magic weapon in his hand could survive the entire process intact.

I guess I can only stay safe by using something like the innate treasure.

Looking up and seeing that Apollo's sun chariot was still in the distance, Mu Yi's heartache was relieved. At least he did not gain nothing. The spoils on the sun god were quite rich.

Not only the Sun Chariot, but also the harp and the golden bow can be considered rare artifacts. Even if they cannot compare with the Tiger Soul, they are rare top-grade ones.

Many immortals and gods looked at Mu Yi in surprise.

There is not too complicated a division among the immortals and gods in Jiuzhou. Under the Emperor, they are only divided into those who cannot fight, those who can fight, and those who are particularly capable of fighting.

There is no doubt that Apollo belongs to the category of people who are particularly good at fighting. Even Bodhisattvas like Manjushri and Samantabhadra dare not say that they can easily defeat Apollo.

And now, Apollo was killed by Mu Yi.

Although one's fighting ability also depends on compatibility and attributes, Mu Yi's achievement can be regarded as a first-class achievement anyway.

Mu Yi's family knew about his own affairs, and knew that he had achieved it by relying on the magical power of the Dameng Sword. However, the Dameng Sword itself was refined by him, so it could be counted as part of his strength.

Mu Yi recalled everything that had just happened. He used the Six Paths to pry open the cycle of reincarnation, realized the cycle of reincarnation through dreams, and dragged the enemy into the cycle of reincarnation. Once the will was lost in the cycle of reincarnation, one's own strength would be reduced again and again.

The fact that Apollo was able to finally break free from the reincarnation dream was a testament to his strong will. If he were a weaker person, he would have been immersed in reincarnation until death.

And at this moment, a figure appeared beside Mu Yi.

With the murderous intent to cut through thousands of mountains and rivers, the weapon like a scepter pierced towards Mu Yi's heart.

The action was silent and subtle, but it contained an extremely dangerous aura.

The moment Mu Yi discovered it, he wanted to evade, but with nearly 90% of his magic power consumed, he had no time to react and his heart was pierced directly by the scepter.

"General!" Loki's mocking voice rang in Mu Yi's ears.

He is the god of trickery who walks in the shadows. He was shocked that he had not been able to kill Mu Yi before, but this time when Mu Yi was weak, he decisively chose to take action.

Just when he was about to withdraw, Mu Yi's body suddenly moved and grabbed Loki's scepter tightly.

"You!" Loki couldn't believe it and didn't understand why Mu Yi, who had just died, could still move.

The next moment, a radiant blade gushed out from the tiger's soul, cutting through the air and heading straight for Loki's face.

Loki sensed the breath of destruction and had to let go of his weapon and retreat.

When he dodged the attack and looked at Mu Yi, he only saw Mu Yi sealed his weapon and put it away.

"You!" Loki was furious when he found that Mu Yi, who was extremely weak just now, had now recovered to his peak state of vitality.

"Reincarnation magic! Boy!"

Mu Yi didn't want to waste any more words with Loki. Although he would not die, pain was inevitable. Moreover, Loki still added the concept of the Five Degenerations of Heaven and Man to his weapon.

But it no longer works for Mu Yi now.

"Give me back my artifact!"

Loki gritted his teeth. He was always the one who cheated others, but this was the first time that he was robbed.

"Want it? Come and get it yourself!"

Mu Yi sneered and rushed directly towards Loki. Since he was here, he might as well not leave. It would be a good opportunity to send him down to keep Apollo company.

When dealing with other gods, he might have to temporarily avoid the sharp edge, after all, he no longer has the Great Dream Sword, but when dealing with Loki, he does not need to do so at all, because he has the magic weapon that can best restrain Loki, the god of trickery. (End of this chapter)