I Killed Gods and Demons in Song Dynasty

Chapter 281: Shocking Formation
Li Qingyun stood at the top of the cliff, silently gazing at the steep cliff below.

The gloomy sea of ​​clouds rolled in front of him like dark waves, with flashes of purple and white light from time to time, like the claws of gods and demons tearing the sky apart.

This is the edge of the top of Mount Buzhou. The cold wind is howling, carrying countless sand and stones towards us. Ordinary human soldiers, even masters of the sixth realm, feel the pain of their skin being cut by the strong wind.

Behind him, the main force of the human race led by the two emperors Yan and Huang had just rushed up from the mountain road. The team was still setting up the defense line. The soldiers had blood on their heads and their armor was torn to pieces.

Even after countless hard battles, everyone still held their heads high and remained vigilant in the thick smoke mixed with the smell of blood.

Above the cliff, a few crude camps were built in the middle of the narrow plain, with broken military flags fluttering around them.

The strong wind swept through, blowing up the dry bones and dust under the flags, making people feel as if they were in a wasteland between the world and the underworld.

Li Qingyun walked slowly forward, feeling the rocks beneath his feet pulsating heavily, as if some sealed giant beast was breathing deep inside and could break free at any moment.

Not far away, Hanba was carefully inspecting the cliffs around the mountain top with the Flame Army. The demigod warriors were also on guard at all times, fearing that there would be another surprise attack from demons or the remnants of the underworld demon.

In the gray sky, one could occasionally see broken swords and shattered armor scattered on the ground, which were the bloody remains of the fight between the vanguard troops and the enemy.

The blend of desolation and tragedy with grandeur and danger makes people feel nervous and terrified that they may fall into the abyss at any time.

The clouds on the top of the mountain rolled very fast, like a crumbling whirlpool, and every gust of cold wind was filled with indescribable dark whispers, as if ancient ghosts were laughing at this group of tiny human warriors in the clouds.

Yan Emperor and Huang Emperor led the leaders of various tribes to the cliff platform. They glanced at the mess on the ground one by one and exchanged deep glances with each other.

They crossed the desolate wilderness and broke through the numerous obstacles on the mountain roads. The casualties they paid made it impossible for anyone to retreat.

Standing on this towering peak, the two emperors felt a strong determination to fight to the end.

——Now that we have reached the top of the mountain, we must fulfill our vow to "cut off the pillar of heaven" here.

Huangdi raised his eyes and looked into the distance, seeing that in the depths of the thick dark clouds, there seemed to be a giant dragon-like lightning swimming around, making a muffled sound, like the wrath of heaven, wanting to split everyone into ashes.

The lightning illuminated his weather-beaten face, making him look like an immovable god of war, gazing fearlessly at the sky.

Emperor Yan waved his hand to signal the accompanying generals to begin exploring the terrain on the top of the mountain and preparing the location for the temporary camp and the formation.

The mountain wind blew fine stones that hit the skin, making even one's breath taste bloody, but the soldiers did not retreat. They erected simple fences and adjusted the terrain to prevent sudden attacks by powerful enemies.

A team of archers and spearmen were stationed on the edge of the mountain top. The cold light of their swords made a buzzing sound in the wind.

Li Qingyun walked slowly through the camp and saw many soldiers sitting with injuries. Some were regulating their breathing, while others were whispering to their companions, with a look of emptiness on their faces after fighting for their lives.

He heard a demigod general coming back from the cliff and reporting:
"A few dozen feet further ahead is the Cloud Sea Cliff. The cliff is bottomless and fragments of ancient statues can be seen occasionally. It seems that someone offered sacrifices to the gods here in the past."

Li Qingyun's heart trembled, and he thought to himself: Could it be that this place is truly close to the laws of the Heavenly Pillar?

When he thought of this, a surge of gray fog appeared in his mind, as if the palace in his body also sensed that there was a powerful force hidden here.

When he closed his eyes and listened carefully, he could clearly smell a mixture of blood and decay wandering in the wind. It was the unique and terrifying shadow of a powerful god.

Although the Lord of the Underworld has not shown up, there is no guarantee that he will not use some means to stir up the situation on the top of the mountain and destroy the final layout of the human race.

At a corner of the cliff, Emperor Yan was talking with Emperor Huang in a low voice, both of them spoke in hurried tones.

Both emperors were quite cautious about the environment here, and their faces were solemn.

Evil air currents can often be detected from the cracks in the nearby rocks, as if there are remnants of ancient gods scattered among them.

In order to complete the formation to cut off the Sky Pillar on the top of the mountain, one must first place the Divine Meteorite Crystal Marrow in the most stable place, while also having to withstand the unpredictable bombardment of strong winds and thunder and lightning.

Li Qingyun approached, bowed and said:
"I am willing to lead the vanguard troops to block the narrow passes everywhere, so that the enemy will not appear from any dangerous path before we have deployed our troops on the top of the mountain."

Emperor Yan nodded slightly:

"Okay, I'll leave it to you. The terrain here is dangerous. If the demons take advantage of this opportunity to harass us, our army will be attacked from both sides."

Huangdi said in a deep voice:
"If you encounter the army of the Lord of the Underworld, you must immediately warn the enemy. Make sure to defend the top of the mountain."

Li Qingyun took the order and turned around to gather elite troops with Hanba to set up a defense line around the top of the mountain.

The fog on the top of the mountain was like a flowing gray-white curtain, completely covering the dangerous valley thousands of feet below, but it also blocked the human vision.

From time to time, lightning would tear through the sea of ​​fog, revealing some distorted, shadowy black shadows that sent chills down people's spines, fearing that they were the claws of gods and demons lurking in the dark.

Li Qingyun patrolled slowly with a knife. As long as there was the slightest movement, he would turn his head back suddenly and alertly, with the blade exuding a cold light.

Apart from some chilling winds and ghost howlings, there were no large-scale enemy attacks for the time being.

A team of the Fire Army burned the remaining black vines at the mouth of another narrow valley. They said that they had seen demon eggs parasitic in them, but they had all been burned.

All signs indicate that the final battle will not be far away.

In the camp, the sounds of metal and orders rose and fell one after another, the war horses neighed, and the soldiers' footsteps hurried. Everywhere, people were making intensive preparations for the "mountaintop formation".

Guangchengzi of Yuxu Palace and several other powerful immortals were floating in the clouds, seemingly controlling the wind and thunder, exploring the surrounding environment, and providing reconnaissance support to the human race.

However, Li Qingyun noticed that their expressions always seemed indifferent, as if they were not entirely concerned about life and death here, but rather seemed to be watching the situation.

A vague atmosphere permeated the top of the mountain. Whispers that even demigods could not understand lingered on the edge of the cliff, making the soldiers feel oppressed and fearful.

But the journey of blood and fire has come to this point, and everyone has no choice but to grit their teeth and no one is willing to take a step back.

As night gradually fell, a few drops of crimson rain fell from the rolling clouds from time to time, as if drops of blood were seeping from the sky, staining the stone surface of the cliff with spots.

The light from the torches blended with the dust raised by the storm, and the shadows on the ground were erratic, looking like dancing ghosts.

The two emperors Yan and Huang lit the wolf smoke in the camp and used three drum sounds as a signal to gather all the men around the plateau on the top of the mountain.

They, together with Li Qingyun and others, declared in front of all the soldiers: tomorrow they will formally try to set up a shocking formation, using the destiny of the human race as a guide to completely cut off the foundation of the Pillar of Heaven.

After hearing this, everyone became excited and felt a huge pressure.

Li Qingyun was also secretly concentrating in his heart: If this formation succeeds, the future troubles of the human race can be eliminated; if it fails, the destiny will be destroyed, and they will all die in the abyss of the cliff.

The wind was howling, and there was no more noise on the mountain top. The only sounds were the hurried footsteps of the night watch soldiers on patrol and the occasional thunder and lightning rolling in the clouds.

Li Qingyun leaned against a broken stone tablet, slightly closed his eyes, and vaguely felt that the gray fog in his sea of ​​consciousness was stirring more and more violently.

There seemed to be a figure pacing back and forth in the depths of the palace, and the breath made his heart palpitate.

He thought that this might be a sign that the "Four Fierce Beasts Golden Tablet" was resonating with the will of the God of War, but it was not yet clear.

In any case, if the outcome of tomorrow's battle is to be decided, it will depend on who can stand at the center of the storm on the top of the mountain.

The stars were barely visible that night, and the sky was in chaos. Occasionally, tongues of fire-like lightning flashed through the gaps in the clouds, reflecting the endless emptiness under the cliffs of the mountain.

Some soldiers were dazed as they looked at it, as if they saw invisible eyes peering at them from the bottom of the abyss.

Perhaps the army of the Lord of the Underworld is still gathering in secret, or perhaps other lurking gods and demons are taking the opportunity to approach.

Recalling the bloody journey, Li Qingyun suddenly felt that the top of the mountain was not the end, but rather another terrible beginning.

But no matter how much doubt he had, it could not overcome the fierce fighting spirit in his body: if the Pillar of Heaven was not destroyed and the human race was still under the control of gods and demons, then no matter how terrifying it was, he would fight to the end.

Thinking of this, he opened his eyes, his pupils shining sharply, and slowly walked back to the center of the camp. He made the final patrol arrangements with Hanba, and then they sat down and waited for tomorrow.

Across the entire peak, the lights were sparse, yet they formed a solemn and murderous atmosphere.

The mountain breeze blew through the camp wall, bringing a bone-chilling chill, as if an icy hand was caressing everyone's back.

The soldiers gritted their teeth and endured the cold, standing by the fire, and encouraging each other with silence.

In this dangerous place, everyone understands: starting from tomorrow morning, every inch of land here will bear witness to the determination of the human race to fight to the death.

The clouds rolled, as if a giant eye was opening and closing above, and an evil feeling belonging to another dimension lingered.

However, no matter how the gods and demons mock us, humans will still use swords, spears and formations to touch the most mysterious basis of rules after Pangu created the world for the second time.

Li Qingyun concentrated silently, thinking of hatred and sacrifice, but also of the opportunity that could free him from thousands of years of suffering with just one more step.

If the pillar of heaven breaks, the power of the gods in the ancient times will inevitably suffer a severe blow, and the human race will truly make a comeback.

"We will know the answer tomorrow."

He whispered in his heart with a determination as sharp as a knife, letting the wind whistle past his ears like a horn before dawn.

As the night deepened, the ominous gray fog that filled the mountaintop grew thicker, as if preparing a bloody stage for the decisive battle the next day.

However, the most tenacious warriors of the human race seem to be made of steel, and they still stand firm in this extremely harsh environment, waiting for the order to launch the ultimate declaration of war against the order of gods and demons.

This is - above the peak, the ultimate position.

The mountain top that night will be engraved in countless classics of later generations and become the starting point of the battlefield "Approaching the Root of the Sky".

Li Qingyun, Emperor Yan and Emperor Huang, and others, as mortals, bore the heaviest fate...

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The dawn had not yet completely faded, but the sound of metal colliding could be faintly heard from the top of the mountain.

The human army assembled urgently in the chill of the night, with swords, spears, bows and arrows all flashing with a solemn and cold light.

In the center of the cliff, Emperors Yan and Huang stood solemnly, one on the left and one on the right. The atmosphere around them was extremely depressing.

At this moment, a suffocating evil storm suddenly rolled in from the distant sea of ​​clouds.

In the sea of ​​clouds, gray-black vortices kept surging, stained with a fiery dark red, as if millions of evil spirits were wailing in it.

The mountain wind was raging, sweeping away the dust and broken hair in the human camp and making all the warriors' clothes rustle.

Li Qingyun's eyes flashed, and he keenly realized that this dark aura was stronger and deeper than ever before.

He whispered:

"The Lord of the Underworld has arrived."

Beside Li Qingyun, Hanba also clenched his teeth, and the Flame Army stood behind her, full of murderous intent.

At this moment, the air on the entire mountain top seemed to be frozen.

Suddenly, sharp whistling sounds came from the sea of ​​clouds, as dense as the wailing of thousands of ghosts.

The human warriors felt a chill in their hearts, but immediately raised their swords and spears and formed a defensive formation.

The next moment, the dark vortex rolled and broke, and countless demons and monster soldiers leaped down and rushed towards the camp on the top of the mountain first.

Most of their bodies were imbued with divine power by the Lord of the Underworld, with dark flames burning on their bone spurs and hideous skin, like vengeful spirits crawling out from the depths of the underworld.

"Formation——"

Huangdi raised his arms and shouted, his voice carrying irresistible kingly majesty.

Thousands of sword and shield soldiers immediately pushed forward, archers stood on the left and right, and the Flame Army hid in the middle, ready to launch a fierce attack at any time.

With a loud bang, the demon soldiers crashed into the human front line where swords and spears were standing in formation like a tide. Swords and spears rang out, and screams instantly filled the airspace on the top of the mountain.

Li Qingyun's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he slashed through the air with a sword, beheading a half-ghost demon.

The dark demon screamed, and its body parts flew to the ground, turning into a pitch-black poison.

"Flame Army, move forward!"

At Hanba's command, a scorching red light appeared on his body.

Dozens of fire warriors raised their halberds at the same time, and roaring waves of fire rushed towards the group of demons swarming towards them.

Where the flames collided with the black fog, a sharp hissing sound was immediately emitted. Some demons were burned to charcoal on the spot, but more of them continued to charge forward while roaring.

A strong fishy smell filled the crowd, and some soldiers were splashed with slimy evil power and rolled over in pain.

"withstand!"

Li Qingyun shouted in a muffled voice, and swung his sword again, piercing through the enemy formation like a streak of white light, cutting several sturdy demon soldiers in half on the spot. Blood splattered, staining the rocks under his feet red, making a "hissing" sound, as if they were being evaporated and burned.

In just a few breaths, the Lord of the Underworld's subordinates fought a fierce battle with the human race, with the flashes of swords and blood flashing continuously.

The mountain wind rolled, as if an invisible hand was adding fuel to the fire, bringing the dark clouds closer to the ground.

Faintly, there seemed to be flashes of lightning and fire deep in the clouds, as if a terrifying giant god was looking around.

After the human vanguard resisted the first wave of attacks, Huangdi and Yandi led the central army to launch a counterattack.

The swords and spears are powerful, like thousands of horses advancing in unison.

The Dark Lord's demon was about to retreat, but suddenly a huge black shadow appeared in the air, with scarlet pupils looking down on the entire battle indifferently.

It was none other than the Lord of the Underworld who was feared by all the gods in the ancient times—he was hovering in the air, with black gas condensing into spider-web-like tentacles, and the underworld demons below were empowered, letting out a new round of crazy screams.

The human soldiers suddenly felt oppressed, as if they were about to be swallowed by the endless night.

"Netherworld——"

The two emperors Yan and Huang looked at each other and gathered their strength to activate their kingly power.

Sparks leaped in Yandi's palm, and strong winds surged around Huangdi. The two powerful energies condensed into a semicircular shield, temporarily resisting the suppression of the black tentacles.

"The Dao Sect is here to help!"

Someone in the crowd shouted.

In an instant, Guangchengzi and several Yuxu Palace disciples descended on the clouds, cast a thunder formation, and sent lightning bolts towards the evil shadow in the air.

The Lord of the Underworld snorted coldly, and with a flip of his hand, the black gas turned into a barrier, and the lightning and thunder caused sparks to fly, but it was difficult to really break the defense.

Guangchengzi was frightened upon seeing this, but he still maintained his magic, yet he also secretly held back his strength, refusing to fight the Lord of the Underworld to the end.

When Li Qingyun saw this scene, he had already jumped to the front line with a knife in hand, broke into the black fog, and engaged in close combat with the highest-level underworld demon.

The blade whistled, splashing a terrifying blood mist, and there was no intact corpse under the sword.

Several demons were frightened by his fearless aura, but they still continued to attack him.

The entire mountain top was almost drowned in the sounds of war roars and fighting.

Blood rain fell in the wind, dyeing the hard stone surface deep red, like a scene from hell.

"what!"

The drought demon howled wildly, flames surged, and the head of a dark demon exploded.

Hundreds of human sword and shield soldiers in the rear took advantage of the situation and advanced, slashing with swords and stabbing with spears. The Netherworld troops retreated step by step, with body parts scattered all over the ground, like a Shura battlefield.

Huangdi seized the opportunity and led the crossbow battalion to fire a volley of arrows. The crossbow arrows broke through the air and pierced the bodies of many evil creatures.

Despite this, the Lord of the Underworld still stood in mid-air, his solemn and cold gaze like that of an emperor who controls all living beings.

He raised his arm, and suddenly the whole sky was filled with black light, forming a huge dark shadow blade, ready to chop down at the ground on the mountain top.

"retreat!"

Emperor Yan shouted loudly and ordered the surrounding soldiers to retreat.

The knife shadow fell from the sky, accompanied by a strange loud noise, the rocks exploded, the earth shook, and many human soldiers were knocked off their horses.

Suddenly, smoke and dust rose up, and the miserable scene showed how powerful the Lord of the Underworld was.

"Don't let him make another move!"

Li Qingyun's heart was greatly shocked. He forced his true essence to transform into light and shadow and rushed up quickly, trying to repel the pressure from the Lord of the Underworld.

At the same time, Huangdi and Yandi each used power close to the level of true gods, shooting out two rays of light from the ground to block the space around the Lord of the Underworld.

Guangcheng Ziyao was observing from above, and seemed to be providing some assistance, releasing some thunder chains to try to contain them.

The sky suddenly became a chaotic battlefield with lightning and thunder.

The Lord of the Underworld was forced to move sideways to dodge, but his ferocity did not diminish. He opened his mouth and uttered a black spell, which turned into countless cold tentacles that tore through the chains of lightning.

The black tentacles were like poisonous snakes, strangling a group of human generals in the air in the blink of an eye, and blood rained down on the clouds.

Seeing his comrades die tragically, Li Qingyun was furious. The power of his sword increased again, splitting the heavy fog and approaching the head of the Lord of the Underworld.

"sucker Punch!"

The Lord of the Underworld shouted calmly, turned his palm and slapped it down. Black light was like a mountain, and it hit Li Qingyun's shoulder directly.

Li Qingyun clenched his teeth, unleashed his natural talent, and resisted with only the blade of his sword. The clanging sound was deafening, but his body was blown away for dozens of feet and nearly fell off the cliff.

In a hurry, he inserted his knife into the stone wall to stabilize it.

At that moment, gray fog surged in his mind and he was almost overwhelmed by the power.

"cough……"

Blood oozes from his mouth, but he grits his teeth, uses the force of the force to flip over, and leaps onto the platform again.

The tragic scene terrified the entire army, but no one retreated.

The Lord of the Underworld saw that although the human race had suffered repeated heavy blows, their morale was high instead, and the ferocious look in his eyes became more and more vicious.

He realized that he had to destroy this group of mortals in one fell swoop, otherwise they would eventually become a scourge to the gods and demons.

So he silently chanted the ancient spell, and more demons emerged from the cracks in the sky, like an endless black tide, rushing towards the top of the mountain again, determined to devour everything.

The camp on the top of the mountain suddenly fell into a desperate situation.

The humans had run out of bows and arrows, most of their sword and shield soldiers were killed or wounded, even the drought demon showed signs of fatigue, and the flames gradually dimmed.

Just when the top of the mountain was about to be completely submerged, the two emperors Yan and Huang worked together to lay a Human Emperor barrier on the ground to protect more than a thousand remaining soldiers and barely hold on.

The scenes of shattering swords and flying flesh and blood can be seen everywhere.

The strong wind blew up the dust and blood rain, like a mottled painting or a doomsday tide.

Li Qingyun's chest heaved violently. He tried to hold on to the sword, sensing a certain force stirring inside him that was becoming more and more intense.

That was the sound of the four ferocious beasts' golden tablets echoing in the sea of ​​mind. They seemed to be calling out: Keep erupting, keep destroying this cage.

Instantly, his pupils shrank, and he vaguely realized:
Mount Buzhou is a prison, but the will of the "God of War" contained in these golden tablets of ferocious beasts is intended to shake the foundation of the Pillar of Heaven.

An amazing impulse surged into his mind. He suddenly calmed down and shouted to Emperor Yan and Emperor Huang:

"Second Emperor! Hold on for a while, I have a plan!"

The two emperors Yan and Huang were both startled when they heard this, but they could tell at a glance that the situation was urgent, so they could only use their last bit of skills to delay the enemy.

Thus, a heroic "containment and explosion" began.

They gritted their teeth and activated the Dao rhythm of the Human Emperor in their bodies. The surrounding flames and hurricanes intertwined together, tightly protecting the remaining humans and withstanding the countless shadow attacks from the Lord of the Underworld.

Li Qingyun took advantage of this gap, stood in the blood mist rolling on the top of the rock, closed his eyes, and immersed his mind in his own world.

The four golden tablets seemed to sense the atmosphere of murderous despair and surged wildly. Black and gold mixed into a dazzling divine light, colliding with each other in his body.

Many suspicious eyes were focused on him: Guangchengzi of Yuxu Palace was secretly on guard, and the Lord of the Underworld also gave him a cold sneer, wanting to get rid of this human madman first.

But the next moment, a loud bang exploded from Li Qingyun's chest, like the roar of an ancient dragon and a tiger, mixed with the pressure of a king that surpassed all gods, and suddenly broke out.

It is the will of the God of War, the ancient divinity awakened by the four evil golden tablets!
Li Qingyun's body was surrounded by sword energy that soared into the sky. Thunder and fire automatically retreated, as if he had transformed into an ancient god of war.

When the Lord of the Netherworld saw this scene, his expression suddenly changed and he exclaimed:

"You... actually have the spirit of a martial god?!"

As soon as the voice fell, Li Qingyun's cultivation increased dramatically and reached an incredible level!
He stretched out his hand and raised the knife. The knife light turned into a force that could swallow the sky and slashed towards the Lord of the Underworld in the air.

The Lord of the Underworld quickly stretched out his arms to meet the attack. The terrifying shield formed by black air gathered together, but was still torn open by the sword light, and blood mist exploded.

The soldiers on the mountaintop were also shocked by the terrifying sword force, and in an instant they found that the dark demons like a black tide were collapsing one after another.

The fire, blood, and sword gleams weave into a tragic yet magnificent picture that makes it impossible to look away.

"You Ming, your misfortune should be destroyed by this!"

There was a roar in Li Qingyun's mouth, and it echoed with the majesty of the God of War, as if the ancient god Tongtian had given an order.

The Lord of the Netherworld was so furious that he no longer cared about his image. His black hair was flying and he gritted his teeth and roared:
"You human scum, don't even think about destroying me!"

He leaped forward and condensed countless black pillars of undead spirits again, trying to fight against the blade head-on, but with the blessing of the God of War's soul, Li Qingyun was unstoppable.

The wails of thousands of undead souls were silenced by the sword's intent.

With a loud bang, the Lord of the Underworld was knocked down from the top of the mountain more than a hundred feet away. He fell to the ground and rolled back in a panic. His breathing was unstable and his divinity was somewhat damaged.

If the "God of War Will" in this boy's body had not yet fully awakened, he would most likely have died in disgrace.

Guangchengzi, Emperor Yan and Emperor Huang and other powerful people witnessed this scene and were all shocked.

I originally thought that the focus of this battle was still on the big battle, but I didn't expect that Li Qingyun, who possessed the power of a martial god, was so terrifying.

The bloody battle on the top of the mountain became a watershed at this moment.

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, the Lord of the Underworld snorted, transformed into a whirlwind and gray fog and fled away. Thousands of underworld demons also fled down the mountain in defeat, taking away countless resentful souls.

The remaining human soldiers were all miserable, yet extremely excited: they had actually turned the deadly situation around under the power of the God of War.

Standing in the wind, the golden light in Li Qingyun's eyes gradually disappeared, his body staggered, and he almost fell to his knees.

Fortunately, Emperors Yan and Huang supported him in time and he did not lose control.

The wind stopped and the clouds dispersed, but the smell of blood lingered for a long time.

The remaining soldiers stood silently on the top of the mountain, looking at Li Qingyun with awe and passion.

"The battle is not over yet."

Li Qingyun panted, tightly gripping the hilt of the knife, his voice trembling but full of determination, "Although the Lord of the Netherworld has retreated, he will surely come back. We... must take this opportunity to set up a large formation and cut off the pillar of heaven!"

The two emperors looked at each other solemnly, knowing that the critical moment was approaching.

After this thrilling battle between gods and demons, the situation on the top of the mountain has stabilized a little, and it is a good time to deploy the troops.

With wounds and blood on their bodies, everyone silently buried their fallen comrades, tidied up the broken camp, and welcomed the next ultimate ceremony in silent tears and desolate wind sounds.

However, Li Qingyun's heart was filled with hidden emotions.

He could clearly feel that the "will of the God of War" was still hidden in the golden tablet in his body, like a sleeping ancient god, waiting to wake up again to destroy the world.

Perhaps, this is the most powerful killer move to truly puncture the "Buzhou Mountain Pillar of Heaven".

In this way, even if the Lord of the Underworld reappears, or the old gods of the ancient times are reborn, they will not be able to stop the human race's ambition to break through the mountains.

At this moment, the blood-stained mountain top appears a strange red color in the setting sun, like the sad sunset tune of the Cthulhu world.

The air was so quiet that it was deafening, but countless emotions were churning in it: sorrow, hope, awe, fear... all converging into the swan song of this end of the world.

Tomorrow will be the final decision.

They want to follow this road, where the life and death of the entire family depend, until the sky pillars collapse and the world is overturned...

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(End of this chapter)