I Killed Gods and Demons in Song Dynasty

Chapter 256: Battle of Taishan
On the top of Mount Tai, the wind was howling and dark clouds were rolling, and the heaven and earth were also responding to Zhao Dezhao's madness.

He raised his arms high, and runes formed from blood swirled and soared behind him, gathering into a ferocious bone dragon.

The bone dragon was like a demon crawling out of hell. Its body was made up of broken bones and twisted flesh. It emitted a suffocating stench, and dark red blood flames burned in its eye sockets, carrying an evil power that did not belong to this world.

The bone dragon roared towards the sky, the sound was like hundreds of ghosts crying at night, forming a sharp contrast with the real shadow of the golden dragon in the sky.

On one side, good fortune gathers and illuminates the heaven and earth; on the other side, it is mysterious and terrifying, like an evil god in the abyss.

Zhao Dezhao's eyes were red, and a sinister smile appeared at the corner of his mouth:
"Li Qingyun, what does it matter if you have the blood of a true dragon? I, Zhao Dezhao, bear the destiny of heaven and am immortal! Today, on the top of Mount Tai, you and Zhao Zhen will be buried with me!"

The bone dragon swooped down suddenly, accompanied by rolling black air, and pounced on Li Qingyun.

From that gaping mouth, fangs were revealed, and there came waves of terrifying whispers of the soul.

Li Qingyun's expression was slightly solemn. He didn't expect that this martial arts expert at the "Hunyuan Realm" would actually abandon the fighting skills he was best at, and instead rely on evil forces to fall into the path of evil.

But he was not afraid at all. The primordial purple energy in his body surged again. He raised his hand lightly, and the purple-gold sword flew into the air. The primordial aura lingering on the sword suddenly burst out and turned into a huge blade of light, heading towards the bone dragon!
"boom!"

When the sword and the dragon collided, the Qi energy surged, and the sky and the earth suddenly alternated between black and white. The stone pillars on the altar all collapsed, and the debris flew everywhere.

The bone dragon actually paused for a moment under the purple-gold sword light, but it immediately turned over and spun around, letting out an angry roar and rushing straight towards Li Qingyun!

Li Qingyun snorted coldly, and the purple air under his feet turned into a lotus to support his body. He retracted his long sword, and the whole person seemed to turn into a stream of light and rushed straight into the bone dragon's throat.

He raised his left hand, a ball of blazing golden light gathered in his palm, and said softly:

"go with!"

The golden light shot towards the bone dragon like a sharp arrow.

The bone dragon instinctively retracted its neck, but was still hit by the golden light. Its scales immediately cracked, and black smoke billowed out of the cracks, accompanied by a shrill scream.

Zhao Dezhao's face changed and he shouted sternly:

"Do you think the mere power of the Dao Sect can hurt me? Bone Dragon, swallow him!"

The bone dragon roared and swept out with its huge tail.

Li Qingyun leaped up, dodging the sweep of the dragon's tail, and then swung his sword to grab the dragon's head.

Every time he swung his sword, the blade shone like a rainbow, making the entire mountain top as bright as day, while the bone dragon roared like mad and fought back with its huge claws and sharp teeth.

Every clash between the two stirred up terrifying energy fluctuations that caused the entire mountain top to tremble.

At the same time, Zhao Dezhao's aura became more and more violent, and the black energy around him condensed into a thick protective shield that enveloped him.

He narrowed his eyes and stared at Li Qingyun, constantly making strange seals with his hands and muttering to himself.

"Dragon Pool! Subdue the evil spirit! Sacrifice the dragon veins and seize the power of heaven and earth!"

As he whispered, the runes around the altar lit up again, and black air surged out from the broken stone pillars, merging with Zhao Dezhao's protective black air.

Suddenly, a terrifying pressure descended upon heaven and earth, causing all the civil and military officials watching the battle to prostrate themselves on the ground, trembling in fear.

At this moment, Li Qingyun sneered:
"Zhao Dezhao, you are not even as good as a real dragon, yet you want to borrow the power of the evil god? Then I will kill your fake creature first, and then take your dog life!"

He put his hands together, and the purple-gold sword flew back into his palm again. The primordial purple energy lingering on the blade suddenly burst out, forming a blazing sword wheel.

His figure was like a visitor from outer space. He leaped through the gap in the bone dragon's huge mouth and slashed down with his long sword!

"boom!"

The knife light directly chopped on the back of the bone dragon. The huge skeleton was actually cut off by a knife and shattered into countless fragments. Black gas gushed out wildly. The bone dragon let out a shrill scream and fell to the ground with a bang!

Zhao Dezhao's face turned pale and he spat out a mouthful of blood. His dragon shadow was actually connected to the breath of the bone dragon. The bone dragon was injured and he was also seriously injured.

He staggered back a few steps and roared:
"No! This is impossible! You are just a young boy, how can my strength be inferior to yours!"

Li Qingyun stood in the air, the purple-gold long sword hovering beside him, the blade light was dazzling, his eyes were like ice, and his voice was as cold as the wind:

"Zhao Dezhao, you have committed many evil deeds. Today is the day you will die!"

Zhao Dezhao roared angrily, and forced his true energy to concentrate all the remaining black energy into his palm, turning it into a fierce palm force and blasting towards Li Qingyun.

Li Qingyun did not dodge, holding the knife in both hands, and went forward against the wind!

The blade and palm power met in mid-air, bursting out a dazzling light, shaking the entire Mount Tai.

"boom--!"

The palm force was broken, the sword light broke through the air like thunder, and the purple-gold long sword, carrying the vast hongmeng purple energy, slashed straight at Zhao Dezhao's heart.

Zhao Dezhao's eyes were bloodshot, he gritted his teeth and roared, in a rage, he actually forced himself to summon up his internal strength, crossed his palms suddenly in front of his chest, and took the blow head-on.

However, Li Qingyun's magical power has reached its peak at this time, and he possesses the power of a golden immortal. How could an ordinary sixth-level warrior be able to withstand the power of his purple-gold sword?
With a "crack" sound, Zhao Dezhao's body-protecting true energy collapsed instantly, his palms were covered in blood, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

He flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, hit the edge of the altar heavily, and broke the only remaining stone pillar.

Blood gushed out of Zhao Dezhao's mouth and nose, but he still refused to admit defeat, and his face looked as ferocious as a devil.

"Li Qingyun!"

Zhao Dezhao's voice was hoarse and crazy, "You... can't kill me! I am the son of destiny, and the Dragon Pool has granted me immortality! You can't kill me!"

He laughed wildly and suddenly slapped the ground with both hands. The runes under the altar actually emitted a faint blue light again, and the broken bone dragon fragments began to gather together again, as if they were trying to condense into shape again under Zhao Dezhao's control.

Seeing this, Li Qingyun's eyes turned cold and he snorted:
"Child of Destiny? Are you worthy of it?"

He stepped lightly, and his body turned into a gust of wind, instantly rushing in front of Zhao Dezhao, with the purple-gold long sword pointing directly at his throat.

However, just as the blade was about to pierce through Zhao Dezhao, a faceless waiter in a black robe suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Dezhao!
"boom!"

Li Qingyun's knife attack was forcibly blocked by the waiter brought by Pang Yu.

Immediately afterwards, Pang Yu raised his arm and used a black staff covered with strange runes to block the purple-gold sword. The moment the blade fell, countless sparks were aroused. The runes on the staff twisted like living things, emitting a disgusting smell.

"Li Qingyun, this is an internal matter of the royal family. It has nothing to do with you. Please stop it."

Pang Yu's voice was low and cold, his eyes were slightly narrowed, revealing a strong chill.

"Pang Yu,"

Li Qingyun's eyes turned, and his voice was filled with a hint of sarcasm, "You, the evil god's lackey, are finally willing to show up? But you think you can save him just by blocking him, it's too naive!"

Pang Yu sneered, raised his hand, and swung the black staff violently. A terrifying cold wind blew in his face, rolling up countless shadows that turned into sharp claws and headed straight for Li Qingyun's face.

Li Qingyun did not retreat but advanced, slashing with the purple-gold sword like a rainbow. The sword light crossed the sky and instantly shattered those shadows.

However, Pang Yu's attack did not stop. He swept his long staff and thick black fog came over like an overwhelming force, instantly covering the altar and blurring people's vision, as if they were in an endless abyss.

Li Qingyun snorted coldly, and stabbed the long sword straight into the sky. A blazing purple-gold light burst out from the sword, dispersing the black fog.

The two men's bodies intertwined, and their swords and sticks collided, making a deafening roar.

"Bang bang bang!"

Each blow roared like thunder, the ground around them continued to crack, and the altar was shaky and seemed to collapse at any time. "Pang Yu, with your evil magic, do you think you can protect Zhao Dezhao?"

Li Qingyun sneered, and his figure flashed through the air like a flash of lightning. The light of his sword cut through the sky and went straight for Zhao Dezhao again!
Pang Yu's face changed, and he swept his long staff across to try to intercept, but he was a step too slow, and the purple-gold blade light had already approached Zhao Dezhao's throat!

At this critical moment, Zhao Dezhao suddenly bit his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood mist. The blood mist turned into countless strange runes in the air, which actually blocked the blade for a moment!
"what--!"

Zhao Dezhao roared angrily, and the black energy around him suddenly surged, actually forcing Li Qingyun's sword force to retreat slightly!

His eyes were mad and twisted, and he shouted:
"Pang Yu, start the final ceremony! Let me become a true god!"

Upon hearing this, Pang Yu revealed a hideous sneer on his face and suddenly thrust the long staff in his hand into the altar. A cold wind suddenly arose, the runes on the ground lit up again, and a terrifying breath gushed out from underground.

"Li Qingyun, don't even think about walking down Mount Tai alive today!"

Pang Yu's voice was as cold and piercing as a poisonous snake. As he pointed his staff, the black air that surged out from the runes gradually condensed and turned into an invisible giant hand, grabbing towards Li Qingyun!
Li Qingyun's eyes flashed, and the purple-gold sword once again shone brightly.

He stepped lightly, flew into the air, and slashed down with the blade!

"boom--!"

The sword light collided with the giant hand, and a dazzling light burst out between heaven and earth.

As light and shadow interweave, Zhao Dezhao has been protected by Pang Yu behind him. He takes the opportunity to frantically activate the dragon vein power in his body, trying to complete the final sacrifice.

"Don't think about it!"

Li Qingyun shouted angrily, and the sword light surged like a surging tide. His purple-gold long sword rushed straight towards Zhao Dezhao and Pang Yu with unparalleled power.

Between heaven and earth, the sword energy spanned the sky, as if it was going to split the entire mountain top in half.

Pang Yu's eyes were grim. He waved his staff and the runes surged again. The huge invisible black hand roared out from the ground and went straight to meet the knife light.

Every time the black hand and the sword energy collided, an earth-shaking roar broke out, and the air waves swept around like a storm, completely shattering the broken stone pillars on the altar.

Zhao Dezhao hid behind Pang Yu, clenched his hands, and tried his best to mobilize the remaining dragon vein power in his body.

His figure had become extremely weak, but there was a crazy obsession in his eyes.

"Pang Yu, hold him back for a moment! Once I complete the final ritual, I will be able to completely control the dragon vein and become a god on earth!"

Zhao Dezhao roared with gritted teeth.

Pang Yu curled his lips and said coldly:
"Your Majesty, rest assured. As long as I, Pang Yu, am here, Li Qingyun won't be able to get close to you!"

Before he finished speaking, Pang Yu suddenly formed seals with his hands and inserted his long staff into the ground. Runes spun rapidly like a whirlpool, and countless black air poured out, transforming into a giant black dragon. The dragon had no scales, and its body was condensed by black mist. Scarlet will-o'-the-wisp fire burned in its eyes, and its roar was deafening.

"go with!"

Pang Yu shouted loudly, and the black dragon roared and pounced towards Li Qingyun. The dragon's tail swept across the air, and a sharp roar suddenly came from the air, as if even the sky and the earth were torn apart by this blow.

Li Qingyun's eyes were as sharp as torches, and the purple-gold long sword was spinning in his palm. The sword energy suddenly burst out and turned into a huge golden sword wheel, which cut the black dragon that was rushing towards him into two pieces!

However, the black dragon did not dissipate after being chopped into pieces, but turned into countless black air again and entangled towards Li Qingyun.

A low murmur came from the black air, as if thousands of vengeful spirits were whispering in his ears, trying to invade his mind.

"You have a small skill, but you still dare to do the same thing?"

Li Qingyun snorted coldly, gripped the long sword tightly with both hands, and swung it violently.

The sword light was bright, like the falling stars in the sky, and a dazzling purple-gold sword energy shot out from the blade and rushed straight into the sky.

When the black energy was touched by the sword energy, it let out a shrill scream and instantly turned into nothingness.

Pang Yu's face darkened. He suddenly retracted his staff, stepped back a few steps, gritted his teeth and whispered:

"Godhead! Li Qingyun, you actually have godhead! It seems that I underestimated you. But do you think that you can reverse the situation with just a sword?"

After saying this, he formed seals with his hands and uttered an ancient and obscure spell.

As the spell sounded, a low vibration sound was heard under the altar. The earth seemed to come alive, and deep red light gushed out from the cracks in the ground.

"The power of the Dragon Pool, I will sacrifice my life!"

Pang Yu shouted wildly, and the black energy around him suddenly surged. Even the officials who were dozens of feet away could feel that aura.

Many people fell to their knees on the spot, their faces as pale as paper.

"Li Qingyun, be careful!"

Lu Dongbin let out a long roar and came like lightning, with the Chunyang sword in his hand, and the sword light surged like water waves.

His sword light echoed with Li Qingyun's sword energy, and went straight to the black air vortex around Pang Yu!
Pang Yu snorted coldly and swung his long staff violently. A black shield wall rose in front of him, blocking Lu Dongbin's sword light.

However, at this moment, Li Qingyun's sword energy followed closely and slashed heavily on the black shield wall.

"boom--!"

The shield wall broke and Pang Yu was pushed back several feet, but a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He turned back suddenly and shouted in a low voice:

"Your Majesty, complete the ceremony quickly!"

Zhao Dezhao's eyes were red, and the dragon energy in his hands had been completely integrated into the runes of the altar.

He laughed wildly, chanting an unknown spell:

"I will use the dragon vein as a sacrifice and my blood as a guide to summon the gods of the spirit world to come and restore the order of heaven and earth!"

As he chanted the spell, a dark vortex suddenly appeared above the altar. A low murmur could be faintly heard from the vortex, and a huge tentacle slowly emerged from the vortex, bringing with it an indescribable feeling of oppression.

Li Qingyun's eyes fixed, and he shouted sternly:

"Zhao Dezhao, you are crazy! You are going to push the entire Song Dynasty into the abyss!"

Zhao Dezhao laughed wildly:
"The Song Dynasty belongs to me after all! Whoever dares to stop me must die!"

Li Qingyun took a deep breath, his eyes as cold as ice.

He glanced at Lu Dongbin and Zhongli Quan and said in a deep voice:

"We can't let him continue. Seniors, please attack together! We must make this a quick and decisive battle!"

After saying that, purple-gold light suddenly surged around him, and the long sword in his hand was raised high, with the blade pointing directly at Zhao Dezhao!

"Today, I will kill you, the false emperor, and destroy your sacrifice to the evil god!"

On the top of Mount Tai, the heaven and earth trembled. On the altar, evil energy was surging, forming a sharp contrast with the righteous energy of the purple-gold light.

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(End of this chapter)