I Killed Gods and Demons in Song Dynasty

Chapter 266: Primordial, Dragon

Li Qingyun took a step into the illusory vortex, and in an instant he felt the world turn upside down. The surroundings turned into a chaotic torrent. The wind whistled in his ears like the whispers of thousands of wronged souls, cold and chilling.

He tried his best to keep his body steady, holding the purple-gold sword across his chest and surging his true energy throughout his body, and he was able to barely resist the irresistible pulling force.

Suddenly, an extremely powerful suction force pulled him downwards, and with a loud roar, the sound of the wind around him disappeared without a trace.

Li Qingyun only felt his feet suddenly sink, and the next moment he was standing steadily among unfamiliar mountains and rivers.

He looked around vigilantly, feeling confused and uncertain.

The breath of heaven and earth here is so rich that it is almost sticky, making people feel as if they are in the primeval wilderness.

The nearest green mountain seemed like a sharp blade piercing the sky, and its ridge was covered with terrifying cracks, as if it had been gnawed by ancient giant beasts. The winding river below was surging with dark red water, faintly emitting a sweet and fishy smell of blood.

There are continuous peaks in the distance, and black fog lingers on the mountaintops. There seems to be flashing scarlet light in the half-hidden space, like countless greedy eyes lurking and watching.

Look at the vegetation in the mountains, they are green and lush yet reveal a sense of ferocity.

The petals are extremely beautiful, but the stamens are covered with intersecting sharp teeth. Once there is any movement, a slight "crunching" sound like grinding teeth can be heard, as if the flower is eagerly waiting for its prey to pass by.

Li Qingyun looked down and saw that the ground beneath his feet was glowing with a bronze glow. Ancient and mysterious symbols could be vaguely seen, and veins were looming, slightly lighting up with his breathing, as if the entire land was breathing.

The occasional roar of beasts coming from afar echoed in the empty valley, low and desolate, as if announcing to the world that this place has long been a forbidden area dominated by ancient mythical beasts.

"Where is this?"

Li Qingyun felt awe in his heart. He focused his eyes and looked around, trying to see the whole picture of this world.

Suddenly, as far as he could see, a huge and majestic mountain range stood out among the peaks, like a pillar that divided the sky and the earth into two.

The mountain peak towers into the clouds, with mist swirling on the mountainside, as if a hibernating dragon is sleeping; and on the top of the mountain, there are countless mysterious runes flashing with golden light, like veins that absorb all the spiritual energy surging from all directions.

"That is..."

Li Qingyun's breathing choked and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

He saw that the mountain was not only majestic, but also exuded a unique majesty. The runes and textures engraved on the rocks, as well as the way the earth connected to it, were all exactly the same as the ancient sacred mountain in his body - Mount Buzhou!
"Buzhou Mountain? How could it appear here?"

He murmured in a low voice, his words revealing shock and disbelief.

Li Qingyun looked around intently and saw the majestic giant peak towering up, as if reaching straight to the sky.

Legend has it that this ancient sacred mountain has existed since Pangu created the world. There were once extraordinary people with supernatural powers who built the "Palace of Ten Thousand Demons", "Temple of Heavenly Demons" and "Infinite Divine Realm" in the mountain to accommodate gods, demons and monsters to live and practice. It was once extremely prosperous, but for unknown reasons it was lost in the long river of history.

And now, this place seemed to appear intact before his eyes, with majestic mountains and an indescribable call everywhere.

Li Qingyun closed his eyes, calmed down and held his breath, trying to communicate with this place with the remaining divine power of Mount Buzhou in his body.

Soon, he felt a strong, ancient and pure power, which was far more profound than the spiritual energy in the human world today.

He suddenly realized: this world was most likely the ancient times, perhaps the ancient times before the first war between gods broke out.

"Inside Mount Li, there actually lies a way to reverse time and return to ancient times..."

This was far beyond the means that a demigod could use. He was secretly frightened, but he forced himself to suppress his fear and headed towards the sacred peak that was suspected to be Mount Buzhou with full of questions and curiosity.

In the ancient times, gods and demons roamed the world at will. If one was not careful, one would encounter a demigod, a sub-god of the seventh or even eighth realm, or even a true god of the ninth realm.

Along the way, Li Qingyun had to be extremely cautious and careful.

Just as he took a step forward and his mind was slightly distracted, a chill suddenly rose behind him.

Li Qingyun's brows suddenly tightened, his fighting spirit burst out like lightning, and he slashed horizontally with the purple-gold sword.

Suddenly, a dragon's roar was heard in the air, and golden light broke through the thick fog like the scorching sun, and a huge figure came roaring.

It turned out to be an ancient true dragon with semi-god-level cultivation, a hundred feet long, with golden scales all over its body as if cast in gold, and a pair of dragon eyes that were gleaming with power, as if fireworks were flowing in its pupils.

As soon as He appeared, He opened His mouth and spewed out dragon breath that burned the sky and the earth. It was red as a blazing flame and filled with violent destructive power, and in an instant it completely enveloped Li Qingyun.

Seeing this, Li Qingyun quickly dodged and narrowly avoided a head-on impact. At the same time, he focused his internal energy and poured it into the long sword. A sharp sword light shot out from the sky and collided with the dragon's breath in the air.

The two collided, causing a loud and sharp sound. Under the aftermath of the energy, the rocks were shattered into powder and smoke and dust flew all over the sky.

"Just in time!"

A murderous intent flashed across Li Qingyun's brows. He let out a low shout and swept the long sword in his hand across like lightning.

The real dragon roared angrily, and was so provocative that it swung its tail horizontally with such a terrifying momentum that it seemed to shatter the sky and the earth.

Wherever the tail whip passed, the air was squeezed to the point of almost burning. The invisible flames were difficult to see with the naked eye but were heart-pounding.

Li Qingyun stepped on the bronze runes under his feet, turned his body slightly, and chopped down the dragon's tail with a quick blow of the purple-gold sword, forcibly removing most of the power of the dragon's tail.

However, even so, the huge aftermath of the impact still caused him to retreat several steps.

"Interesting! Very good, let me see what the ancient dragon is capable of!"

Li Qingyun sneered repeatedly, dodged and gathered power with his sword.

I saw a dazzling thunderous light shining from the long sword, as if the galaxy was flowing backwards, and tiny points of lightning were entwined and flowing on the blade.

In an instant, he condensed his true energy into the thunder sword energy, and a thunderous slash with a whistling sound whistled towards the right wing of the real dragon.

The real dragon roared fiercely, its golden scales shone, its wings vibrated, and it actually stirred up a sky full of golden light and boundless strong winds, blocking the sword's force halfway.

At this moment, the sky seemed to be torn apart, sparks of fire and lightning splashed in the air, and the rumbling sound shook the earth.

Where the dragon wings and the sword energy intersected, it reflected a fierce light that blended gold and purple. For a moment, the surrounding mountains and fields shook slightly, as if they were bowing down to the might of the two powerful men.

"hiss--"

The dragon's roar became louder and louder, and then suddenly a fierce tornado emerged, sweeping around Li Qingyun with a golden storm.

Li Qingyun's true energy was flowing rapidly, and his steps were nimble, as if he was dancing with the whirlwind, using the force to skillfully dodge and move. The flash of the sword and the sound of thunder mixed together, and he advanced and retreated in the storm, sometimes swinging his sword to break the attack, and sometimes flashing his body, as agile and sharp as a meteor.

Just when the two sides were evenly matched, the real dragon suddenly raised its head and spewed out dragon breath again. This time the flames were even more violent, as red as magma, and golden gusts of wind blew along with the waves of fire - it was as if the heaven and earth were angry together, and wanted to crush everything into dust.

Li Qingyun's expression tightened, and he suddenly crossed the swords in his hands in front of his chest. The blade of the long sword suddenly lit up, and the thundering energy was like a black thunderbolt, condensing into a dazzling beam of light.

As soon as he uttered the truth, a pillar of lightning suddenly shot out, like a thunderbolt descending upon the world, and rushed towards the sea of ​​fire with all its might. "Boom--"

The sound was like thunder, and the lightning column and dragon's breath collided fiercely. A ball of blazing fire instantly exploded in the air, and countless tongues of fire and electric snakes intertwined and entangled, making a hissing sound that broke through the air.

The shock wave swept across the area, cracking the ground again. The hundreds of feet high rocks were turned into powder and were swept away by the wind. The debris in the sky rolled like flying snow.

Li Qingyun fought fiercely with the hundred-meter-high divine dragon in mid-air. The dragon's roar shook the sky and the sword light flashed. Every collision was like thunder falling from the top of the mountain, causing the mountains to tremble.

The divine dragon was covered in golden light, and its majestic power seemed to be possessed by the laws of heaven and earth. When it flapped its wings, the clouds around it rolled, as if it was stirring up wind and thunder.

In front of Him, Li Qingyun was just a tiny human, but with his sword skills so light and his body so fast as lightning, he could actually fight this ancient dragon head-on!

The dragon was furious and opened its mouth to spit out golden flames. The raging fire turned into huge waves and swept across Li Qingyun's body in the blink of an eye.

Unexpectedly, he did not dodge or evade, but stood tall in the sea of ​​fire, with a light golden light rising from his body and ancient runes faintly visible.

After a moment, the remaining power of the dragon's breath dissipated. Although Li Qingyun's body was covered with burn marks, his steps were still as steady as a rock.

He looked down at his fists, a sharp light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he sneered:
"Ancient demigods are no more than this."

When the dragon saw this scene, rage and fear appeared in its eyes. It flapped its wings and flew into the sky, blocking out the sky and the sun.

Then the tail whip swept over like thunder, shaking the earth and mountains, as if it was going to smash Li Qingyun into pieces.

Li Qingyun shouted loudly, and suddenly punched out with his right fist, colliding with the dragon's tail in mid-air. There was a loud "bang", and the dragon's tail fin was actually repelled back.

His huge body rolled several times in the sea of ​​clouds, roaring fiercely and painfully.

"Since you are looking for death, then I will help you!"

Li Qingyun's murderous intent was revealed. He pointed his toes and pierced the sky like a golden spear. He instantly came to the bottom of the real dragon's chest and abdomen, and punched out with his fists repeatedly, like a falling meteor.

Each punch carried the force to collapse mountains and split seas. The dragon's solid golden scales cracked one after another, and blood like a fountain spilled onto the sky and earth like a red rainstorm.

The dragon felt unbearable pain and flapped its wings to fight back frantically. Its sharp claws drew cold and sharp edges in the air, trying to tear Li Qingyun apart.

But his huge body became a burden that was difficult to turn around at this moment. Li Qingyun dodged his several pounces easily, leaving behind deep cuts that could be seen to the bone.

There was a huge difference in size between the two, the man was small while the dragon was big, but the small figure repeatedly hurt the giant dragon and forced it into a desperate situation.

When the battle became more intense, the earth shook violently, the mountains collapsed one after another, and the rivers flowed upstream, just like a doomsday scene.

Li Qingyun finally saw the opportunity when the dragon was taking a breath, and suddenly stepped down into the air, with his toes stepping lightly. He used his divine power to condense a foothold in the air. He then dropped from the sky and pressed the huge head of the dragon to the ground.

The earth shook and cracked with a loud bang, and rocks flew everywhere. The real dragon roared incessantly, twisting its huge body wildly, but it could not break free.

Li Qingyun looked down from above, his eyes as cold as frost. He gathered strength in his fists, and then suddenly thrust them out together, striking the top of the dragon's head like thunder.

One punch, two punches, three punches... Each punch seemed to shatter the mountains, the golden scales of the dragon shattered, blood splattered everywhere, the roar gradually weakened, and finally stopped abruptly at the third punch.

The hundred-foot-tall dragon fell down with a loud bang, the ground collapsed into a deep pit, and its breath was gone.

He stood on the dragon's body, his clothes torn and bloodstained, but his expression was still stern.

Looking at the lifeless giant creature under his feet, he said calmly:

"You are courting death. It has nothing to do with me."

Immediately afterwards, Li Qingyun saw that the dragon's remaining energy had not yet completely dissipated, so he used his body skills without hesitation and flashed between the dragon's chest and abdomen.

The purple-gold sword drew a sharp arc of light and pierced straight into the heart of the real dragon.

The moment the blade penetrated, his magical power of "Law of Nirvana" was activated, devouring the true dragon's divine nature and part of its memory that had not yet dissipated.

The real dragon let out one last tragic roar, and the remaining soul turned into countless points of light and dissipated between heaven and earth.

[Kill the seventh-level demigod true dragon: obtain a total of 870,000 souls of qi and blood].

[Remaining Qi and blood: 1.6 million souls].

[Absorb the will of God and obtain the twelve elements of the 'power of law'...].

At this moment, the earth's shaking had not yet subsided, and the sky and earth were still filled with the smell of burning and sweet blood.

Li Qingyun stood in the center of a pool of blood, his clothes torn and stained with dragon blood, but his eyes were exceptionally bright, like a sword that had become even sharper after going through countless storms.

He closed his eyes slightly, and as his mind moved, he saw the Buzhou Divine Mountain in his body tremble slightly, and the "Ten Thousand Demons Palace" containing endless mysteries suddenly lit up.

Immediately, a mysterious force emerged from Li Qingyun's body, like an invisible whirlpool, which instantly sucked the huge dragon body on the ground away and made it disappear.

He silently realized that he seemed to have a unique resonance with the "Palace of Ten Thousand Demons".

After the huge body of the dragon merged into the palace, it turned into a demigod-level stone puppet, standing lifelike in the depths of the palace, its scales reflecting a faint golden light, as if carrying the dragon's endless murderous intent.

Li Qingyun couldn't help but smile, thinking to himself:

"Having this puppet is like having an extra divine weapon with unparalleled combat power. The ancient world was indeed magical."

Gathering his thoughts, he turned and looked into the distance.

A massacre had just ended, but the surrounding mountains were already riddled with holes, and the rivers were stained with rolling rocks and blood, like a sea of ​​blood leading to hell.

And between heaven and earth, it seems that there are countless unknown eyes lurking, watching this "tiny" human who can kill the dragon.

Li Qingyun's eyes swept across the desolate ruins, but a growing desire to fight burned in his heart.

"Next, how many strong men will stand in front of me?"

He whispered to himself, with an uncontrollable excitement in his voice.

If one had not been in this primitive world, it would be hard to imagine that a cultivator with a body no bigger than an ordinary person could actually smash a hundred-foot-long dragon with a single punch, leaving no trace of its body.

The wind whistled mournfully through the gaps in the mountains, ruffling his bloodstained clothes, as if accusing the tragic battle that had just taken place, but also as if worshipping the new generation of strong men.

Li Qingyun sheathed his sword, gently shook off the blood stains on his clothes, and immediately summoned a mysterious palace to refine and absorb the divine power.

While feeling his strength increase again, he also saw the memories of this demigod dragon before his death...

(End of this chapter)