I Killed Gods and Demons in Song Dynasty

Chapter 38 Purifying Divine Light

Looking at Li Qingyun leaping forward and backward, dodging left and right, Song Ke, who had come to his senses, could hardly believe his eyes.

He had been immersed in the "Spirit Snake Steps" passed down from generation to generation in the Changle Gang for many years. However, he had never been able to master it because the changes in the positions of the sixty-four hexagrams involved were too complicated, and he had to adjust his internal breath between steps.

Especially since this set of footwork is one link after another, if you make a wrong step, the room for error will be greatly reduced. Without more than ten years of hard work from dawn to dusk, you can't expect to be able to operate it freely and apply it in actual combat.

But what Li Qingyun was using right now was the genuine Snake Step, and his movements were light, graceful and elegant, like he was strolling in the garden, as if he had practiced it all his life.

But he clearly took the secret book away yesterday and returned it to me this morning. At most he only studied it for a few hours... Song Ke couldn't believe it.

Is it true that there are people in this world who are born with extraordinary talents and can achieve the same results as ordinary people would achieve after practicing for several years or even decades in just one night?
He was proud of his martial arts aptitude, ranking first in the Changle Gang, but Li Qingyun only showed off his lightness skills a little, and easily trampled on his most proud talent and crushed it into pieces.

In fact, after Li Qingyun killed Situ Haiguang, Song Ke's impression of him had changed greatly. He no longer had the contempt and disgust he had before, but instead regarded him as a young man with the same ambitions as himself. He hoped to work with him to help the Changle Gang grow bigger and stronger and regain its former glory.

But that's about it.

But what happened one after another made him begin to realize that Li Qingyun was far more powerful than he had imagined, and he was very secretive, with a mysterious aura all over his body.

The image of the gang leader in his mind became increasingly unpredictable.

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Li Qingyun held Zhu Chengxi in his arms, using all his strength to practice Qinggong, carefully avoiding the pursuit of the evil spirits behind him. Although he seemed to be able to do it with ease, he was actually complaining in his heart.

The greedy, prying eyes behind him seemed real, and the cold, evil aura was like an overwhelming force, bringing his already tense nerves to the brink of collapse.

This is the suppression of realm, a gap that cannot be made up by courage and wisdom alone.

"Be careful, the 'evil spirit' can possess people, don't let him touch you and the child!"

Fang Shuan shouted anxiously.

"boom"

Upon hearing this, Li Qingyun activated his "Burning Blood" magical power without hesitation, madly sacrificing his blood and qi, while shouting loudly:
"Captain Han, I've got him, so hurry up and make your move!"

"Come on! I thought you were going to race with it."

Han Tianjin's hoarse and powerful voice was heard, followed by the sweep of the iron stick towards the evil spirit.

A golden light burst out from the black stick head. It was as small as a bean at first, but dazzling.

In just a blink of an eye, thousands of rays of light were emitted, as bright as the sun and as scorching hot.

This is the purifying divine light that he created with the power of the "City God" and the condensed power of some of the incense and wishes in the city of Bianliang, which has an additional suppressive effect on demons and evil spirits.

As soon as Li Qingyun felt a pure and warm breath coming towards him, he suddenly had an idea and rushed towards the solemn, sacred and clear energy in advance, hoping to use it to shake off the skull.

However, this evil spirit seemed to have low intelligence, and had been relying solely on instinct and breath to lock onto Li Qingyun. As he plunged into the purifying divine light, he was covered tightly, as if bound by invisible shackles.

"Sizzle..." The evil spirit was bathed in the divine light, and the surface of its body began to evaporate rapidly like water in an oil pan. The red flames coming out of its eye sockets gradually became thinner, and it let out a shrill scream.

However, it and Han Tianjin were both "second-level" cultivators of the same path, and their skills were similar. Even though they were restrained by the purifying power of the incense and struggled in pain, their forms were distorted, and wisps of black gas turned into light smoke and rose from their bodies, crisscrossing each other to form a huge, fluffy black cocoon. Its color gradually dimmed, but it still did not completely dissipate.

The purifying divine light is also a considerable burden for the Taoist practitioners whose foundation is the power of vows, and it is impossible to maintain it at a high intensity for a long period of time.

Before long, beads of sweat appeared on the Thunderbolt Ghost's forehead, and the divine light was not as strong and hot as it was at the beginning.

As one grew stronger, the other weakened. The evil skull spirit got a chance to catch its breath, and the black gas floating around began to gradually regroup and condense into shape, as if it was about to recover its strength.

Li Qingyun saw this and suddenly his mind changed. He immediately activated his "Soul Swallowing" magical power.

Although his magical power could not actively absorb those condensed and spiritual forces, the evil spirits were now being decomposed and consumed bit by bit under the effect of the purifying divine light. All the foul air that escaped temporarily became ownerless and could be swallowed by the magical power.

With his actions in secret, he competed with the evil spirits for the power of those out-of-control evil spirits, and the situation suddenly reversed again.

The evil spirit aura on the red-eyed skull suddenly began to disappear at an accelerated speed. Every wisp of dispelled filthy power seemed to be wiped out in the divine light, but in fact they were all sent to an unspeakable place in the dark. Under the effect of the "Soul Swallowing" magical power, they continuously entered Li Qingyun's body and were transformed into a large amount of qi and blood.

Han Tianjin's incense Taoism was extremely sensitive to changes in aura. He suddenly felt the pressure drop sharply. He immediately shouted loudly, overdrawing himself in advance without reservation, and burst out with unprecedented strength.

As the divine light grew stronger, the evil spirits screamed continuously, and the evil spirit aura that was dispelled from their bodies quickly disappeared without a trace, and not even a trace could condense again.

In just a moment, the huge black cocoon shrank again and again, and finally disappeared completely in the light, completely purified by the divine light.

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"Cough, cough..."

Han Tianjin put away his divine light, threw the iron stick to the ground, held his knees with both hands and coughed loudly, then spit out two mouthfuls of blood, and his expression became exhausted.

A large amount of prayer power was poured out in a short period of time, which was difficult for him to bear even with his physique.

Li Qingyun quickly flew over, handed Zhu Chengxi over to one hand, and supported the Thunderbolt Ghost with his other arm, and asked with concern:
"Captain Han, are you okay?"

There was some embarrassment in his tone. In this battle, Han Tianjin tried his best, but all the benefits fell on him alone.

【Remaining Qi and Blood: 87 souls.】

If he had not seen the large amount of Qi and blood power appearing in his body, he would hardly have believed that he had swallowed alive a second-level evil spirit.

Han Tianjin stood up straight, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and suddenly laughed:
"Haha, that's great! Is there anyone else who can fight? Grandpa can still fight for another 300 rounds!"

I'm glad you're okay, but don't set up flags randomly. If another evil spirit comes, we'll all die here... Li Qingyun complained, and when he saw Han Tianjin's loud and powerful voice, he knew that his foundation was not damaged, so he felt relieved.

But the next moment, he suddenly felt uneasy, as if something was not right with the whole thing.

That evil spirit had low intelligence and seemed to be acting entirely on instinct. How on earth could he have planned such a complicated sacrificial ceremony?
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(End of this chapter)