Chapter 303 Obsessed
The gray sky, filled with dust and blood mist, illuminated the entire ruined battlefield as if it were the end of the world where dusk and dawn overlapped.

Half of the city wall collapsed, and countless lonely souls were buried under the rubble; the spire of the Taoist temple was broken, and the cold wind was howling in the hole, like a shrill horn.

Li Qingyun leaned against a ruined wall, breathing heavily, his chest heaving, and half of his clothes soaked with black blood.

He seemed to be regulating his breathing, but he looked more like he would be overwhelmed by the pain at any time.

The soldiers around him were fighting fiercely, some were holding on in dangerous places, and some had already fallen to the ground and died.

Mu Guiying and He Xiangu each led a small group of remnants to attack from both sides, but the foreign monsters continued to emerge from the city alleys and cracks in the night, almost filling up all the roads.

Among them, there were also the remaining traitors of Yuxu Palace, with bloodthirsty fanaticism in their eyes, attacking together with the evil demons.

Purple lightning and black flames flashed in the air, interweaving to create a doomsday scene.

In the midst of this chaos and war, a huge figure was suspended in the air. It was the Lord of the Underworld.

Its drooping eyes were like the devil’s judgment, and scarlet beams of light shot out, tearing apart the human lines piece by piece.

After several high-altitude roars, the city’s roofs and stone pillars collapsed one after another, making a loud noise that sounded like the collapse of the sky and the earth.

Screams and corpses piled up everywhere like a mountain of flesh and blood, and the ground was covered with a layer of eerie dark red.

Seeing this, Li Qingyun’s eyes were filled with resentment and murderous intent.

He wanted to draw his sword and attack again, but the seal on his chest was sharper than the sword.

Deep in his soul, waves of gray fog rose and fell, stinging his head and making his vision double.

He endured the severe pain, tightly gripped the hilt of the knife with his right hand, and tried to gather the power of the palace to blast open the outer god’s defense, but he suddenly felt the fierce flame of “silence” surging in his body, like a flood breaking through the floodgates, ready to devour his mind.

He had been able to suppress it in the past, but now he discovered that the restraints had already developed countless cracks.

With just a little more magical power, “Silence” will completely break the seal and appear in the world.

In a trance, Mu Guiying was almost caught by the giant wolf monster.

She swung her sword to block, but the blade was bent by the powerful claw force, but she still held on and did not retreat.

Li Qingyun gritted his teeth and took a quick step forward, wanting to rescue her, but the pain in his heart was like a sharp thorn piercing his internal organs, causing him to spasm and fall to his knees.

He almost had to use his left hand to support himself from falling. His face was covered in sweat and his eyes were filled with rage.

At this moment, the sounds of fighting around him seemed to be far away from his ears, and the illusion of a collapsed palace corridor suddenly appeared before his eyes: the gloomy palace was entangled in black fog, and it swept towards him like a ferocious beast with its mouth open.

Amid the flames, the whistling sound of “silence” drifted into my ears:
“Let go, let me kill all obstacles for you. Except for the gods and Yuxu, you will be invincible in the world–“

A soft and charming voice seemed to be coaxing.

Li Qingyun’s breathing became rapid, the seal in his chest ignited into flames, and the hairs on his body stood up.

He grasped the hilt of the knife and tried to concentrate his will, but found that the gray fog oppressed his soul much more heavily than before, and the screams of those illusions almost tore his brain apart.

In reality, the Lord of the Underworld sent down another purple thunder, which hit the back row of the army formation, and half of the soldiers screamed and flew around.

There was wailing everywhere, and the cries of killing and despair shook the earth.

Someone cried out to Li Qingyun for help helplessly, but he was powerless and could only watch the blood wave sweep over again.

That scene made him hate it extremely.

He screamed in his heart: “No… can’t delay any longer! If I don’t let go of the sword, the human front will be annihilated in an instant; if I draw the sword, the seal will break, and Silence will… ah!”

The seal twitched again, causing him to spit out a mouthful of black blood, and it was difficult for him to even stand on half his knees.

A gray mist appeared along his forehead, and several black threads visible to the naked eye drifted out, jumping around his shoulders and neck like a living thing.

The surrounding soldiers were horrified when they saw this: Is Lord Li going crazy?
“Let go of your struggle, and you will gain even greater divine power…”

Gray fog whispered in the sea of ​​consciousness, and a cold and domineering aura stirred up a storm.

Li Qingyun wanted to resist, but he felt that it was increasingly difficult to concentrate his sword energy, and his spirit almost collapsed between the sword light and the mist shadow.

Faintly, he heard the screams of the Outer God monsters as they tore his comrades apart, and saw the abyss where his own seal was about to break. Grief, anger, and helplessness grew wildly in his heart.

Suddenly, a blood-red light flashed before his eyes, and in the chaos he heard Mu Guiying’s shrill cry again:
“Qingyun! Save…”

But the sound was drowned out by the roar, and she was blown away dozens of steps by the spiral wind blade and fell to the ground in a mess.

If no one comes to rescue him, he will probably die at the hands of the monster.

When Li Qingyun saw this, the sudden anger arising from the severe pain turned into a strong flame, completely tearing half of his sanity apart.

He roared in his heart: “Even if I become a demon, I will chop these beasts into pieces!”

At that moment, the violent blade force forcibly broke through the sealed cage, and the gray fog roared in ecstasy.

All that was heard was a low, almost beast-like roar coming out of Li Qingyun’s throat, which shook the nearby soldiers so much that their hearts trembled.

His muscles were tense and dark spider-web-like patterns appeared on his skin. His right arm and half of his face were especially covered by creeping gray mist, making him look half human, half demon.

The scabbard seemed to let out a mournful wail, and when he suddenly drew out the sword, the air around him twisted and a gust of air exploded, which was enough to destroy the world. The monsters all around flew around and howled as if they were swept by a typhoon.

“Is that… the Lord is possessed?”

Someone shouted in panic.

Sure enough, the golden light in his eyes was almost gone, replaced by a mixture of gray and blood red, and his face was hideous, as if in pain and brutality.

But in this indescribable demonic state, the power of his sword was even more domineering than before.

He just stomped his feet on the spot and rushed into the group of monsters with a roar. The blade light rolled up into a long rainbow, and dozens of biting monsters were instantly chopped into pieces, and blood rained everywhere.

Mu Guiying saw this and felt extremely complicated: she was pleased that Li Qingyun once again displayed his extraordinary strength, but she was also sad that the moment his seal was broken, his body and soul might be swallowed by “silence”.

As expected, Li Qingyun’s indescribable strange form was almost crazy when killing monsters. Every slash splashed blood and foam, but also revealed an indescribable brutality and ferocity, making it difficult to tell whether he was still the original Li Qingyun.

The Lord of the Underworld looked down at the scene, seeming to sense Li Qingyun’s strong fluctuations and strange transformation.

It let out a strange howl like thunder and flapped its wings, feeling a little wary of this “half-demon” host. After all, “Silence” and the Outer Gods have the same origin and repel each other. Once they fully bloom, who knows what kind of terrifying power it will be?
It growled, causing more deformed monsters to pounce on it, trying to strike first before the other party could gain full control.

In an instant, Li Qingyun was surrounded by hundreds of monsters.

He laughed wildly and roared like he had lost his mind, slashing down with his sword one after another. No one could get close to him within a radius of several feet.

Every time the sword was chopped down, a dark aura mixed with the whistling blade light chopped the monsters down like dead grass.

The wounds on his body grew bigger and bigger, dripping out a mixture of black and red blood.

The onlookers were horrified, but also shocked by his crazy sword skills.

“Is this…really an adult?”

The soldiers were so shocked and confused that they almost lost their focus on charging.

If it weren’t for Mu Guiying shouting, “Hold the formation! Protect the adults!”

They might be frightened and stop in their tracks.

At the same time, He Xiangu and several other land immortals also tried to get close to Li Qingyun, but they could not get any closer.

There was gray fog swirling around Li Qingyun, with a murderous intent like a tornado. Anyone who approached would be chopped away by the sword energy, along with their armor.

In a blink of an eye, he had rushed into the dark purple flame cast by the Lord of the Underworld, and with the help of his demonized sword energy, he broke the opponent’s flame restraints with a series of strikes.

The impact and explosion set off waves of fire, but could not hurt him at all. Instead, they forced the Lord of the Underworld to retreat three points.

Looking at the momentum, it is like a ferocious beast that is unstoppable, fearless of natural disasters, and trying to tear everything apart.

But the more powerful he was, the more the seal in his body broke. The dark mist in his sea of ​​consciousness was smug, and even whispered to him, “Kill—kill to your heart’s content!”

He wanted to hold back his strength, but was driven by desire, and each strike was more ferocious than the last.

Every strike was accompanied by a desperate pleasure, as if he wanted to destroy the Outer Gods, himself, and the world.

The ruins in the city continued to rumble. Several powerful men from the Yuxu Palace watched this half-demon dance coldly, and were also surprised in their hearts.

He didn’t expect that Li Qingyun would unleash such horrific destructive power after going insane.

The Lord of the Dark Abyss in the distance also grinned grimly. The two of them had the same idea: they wanted to take advantage of Li Qingyun’s indulgence in the power of “Silence” and lose control of himself to annihilate him or recruit him into a greater disaster.

If he completely degenerates, the Outer Gods can also take the opportunity to complete the devouring of the Three Realms.

Mu Guiying and others were helpless. They could only besiege the army of monsters, but they could not stop Li Qingyun’s madness.

They saw him breathing heavily, flying on the broken walls, killing dozens of sharp-clawed demon wolves with one sword, and then stabbing several Yuxu Palace traitors to death. His ferocious posture was so ferocious that people dared not look directly at him.

His face was covered in blood and gray mist, leaving only a fierce and frenzied look. He was like a demon god who had broken the seal and was destined to end in destruction.

Suddenly there was a loud roar in the air. Seeing that he was enjoying killing the soldiers, the Lord of the Underworld flapped his wings and descended. He struck at him with his giant claws and thunder, hoping to kill him with one blow while he was half-demonized and half-crazy.

Li Qingyun did not give in. He roared and swung his sword to fight back. Dazzling sparks burst out when the two sides collided. The terrifying air wave uprooted the nearby houses and rolled up dust.

The soldiers stayed far away and dared not approach.

Mu Guiying was extremely anxious when she saw such a conflict, but she could only hope from afar that Li Qingyun could still retain some sanity and not be completely backfired.

With a loud “bang”, the Lord of the Underworld swung his long tail and blew Li Qingyun dozens of feet away. He slammed heavily into a broken wall, broken bricks rolled, and dust filled the air.

Everyone was shocked and said, “Sir—”

But suddenly, a knife flashed in the ruins, and a thin, half-demon figure rushed out again, surrounded by black air, and his eyes were glowing red, which was terrifying.

He seemed to have been strangled by the madness of “Silence”, but he was still trying to use all his remaining humanity to fight fiercely against the leader of the foreign gods.

Another sword energy exploded, stirring up a huge tide of blood, forcing the Lord of the Underworld to not take it lightly.

In this destructive battle, the entire city was engulfed in fire and shadow, and monsters and soldiers were caught in a terrible fight.

The earth trembled and the sky darkened, as if a bloody thunderstorm was about to fall.

It seemed as if even the gods and spirits could feel this collision of extreme forces: the half-demonized Li Qingyun faced the true form of the Lord of the Netherworld, whose strength had reached the ninth level. He almost slaughtered all the minions of the outer gods by himself, and at the same time he himself was only a step away from collapse in the swirling gray fog.

Mu Guiying looked towards the center of the explosion and thunder, tears in her eyes helplessly: Li Qingyun has gone astray, if he doesn’t restrain his power he will be destroyed both physically and spiritually, or he will become another ruthless demon.

But she and others couldn’t intervene.

He Xiangu could only sigh and feel powerless to stop the monsters from attacking from the periphery.

Everyone stood by and could only pray that this final madness could put an end to the Outer Gods with the least possible cost.

Looking at the scene again, Li Qingyun’s hair was disheveled in the wind, his face was half immersed in gray-black mist, and his eyes were flashing with cruelty and blood.

He clenched his teeth, but still had a little bit of clarity left: “Kill… the Outer Gods… and never retreat.”

And the grim smile of “Ji” echoed loudly in his sea of ​​consciousness:
“Let go a little more, let me take full control, and you can kill this beast with one sword.”

The two were entangled in a deadlock, and he was in so much pain that he kept roaring, but he couldn’t tell others that he was trapped in spiritual purgatory. He could only let the knife continue to chop and kill with blood.

With every additional slash, the gray fog spread a little more, as if a green vine was biting on the wood, slowly taking over his body and soul for its own use.

The Lord of the Underworld saw that he became more and more frantic in the fight, which aroused his hesitation and fear.

If the stalemate continues, who knows if it will trigger the complete release of “Silence”, which will lead to even more terrible destruction.

With reluctance and ferocity, it let out an earth-shattering roar, and then tried its best to smash countless black thunders at him.

Li Qingyun also lost his mind. The light of his sword surged to the extreme. He coughed up blood while slashing the lightning pillar. He even rushed to its chest and cut a hideous mouth in the giant body. Blood filled the air.

The Lord of the Underworld screamed miserably and waved his bone wings to throw him away.

The battle lasted for a long time, and the whole city turned into a shaking inferno, with countless buildings collapsing and turning to dust.

The corpses of many monsters piled up into a mountain, and there were also heavy casualties among the human race.

While rescuing the remaining soldiers, Mu Guiying and others watched the decisive battle in the center from afar: Li Qingyun completely indulged in his murderous intent and attacked the Lord of the Nether Abyss day and night. Both sides were injured, but they were also in a stalemate.

More undercurrents seem to be stirring in the outside world, waiting for the most critical moment to close the net.

Finally, with a deafening roar, the Lord of the Underworld spread his wings and blasted Li Qingyun to the ground with violent evil energy.

His shoulder and ribs were severely injured, and black and red blood were flowing out, creating a big hole in the ground.

If he were an ordinary god, he would have been shattered to pieces long ago; but he still struggled to stand up after groaning.

The entire right arm was almost covered with gray lines, and his eyes revealed an unfathomable coldness.

The call for “silence” in the palace has reached its climax, and his remaining humanity is being devoured bit by bit.

Even so, he used his knife to support himself on the ground, his body swaying slightly, but ready to attack again at any time.

The Lord of the Underworld flapped his scarred bone wings and looked around to see that the human army had suffered heavy casualties, so he was in no hurry to attack.

He seemed to realize that this half-demonized Li Qingyun might completely merge with “Silence” at any time and become an uncontrollable existence, so he deliberately grinned and stepped back a few steps, allowing the army of monsters to surround him without attacking, waiting for him to self-destruct like watching a show.

After all, in its view, if “Ji” successfully controls Li Qingyun, it may not be a good thing for the outside gods, or it may more easily weaken human resistance; if Li Qingyun dies by self-destruction, the outside gods can also rest assured.

All these thoughts flashed across the huge scarlet eyes.

Li Qingyun’s steps were shaking, his head was buzzing, and all he could see were blurry blood shadows.

The seal could no longer hold, and he could almost feel the gray fog growing wildly behind his spine, ready to reach his brain in the next second.

The roar of “silence” echoed in my ears:
“Give me the knife! If the knife and I join forces, we can completely kill the Lord of the Nether Abyss!”

His heart seemed to be pierced by thousands of sharp thorns, and he could not distinguish between his own thoughts and temptation.

He was so angry that he wanted to raise his knife, but a trace of reason struggled in the depths of his soul:
“No… can’t give it…”

Mu Guiying and He Xiangu led the remaining troops to rush over, and seeing that the Lord of the Underworld had not taken any action yet, they both wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to rescue Li Qingyun.

But a large group of monsters blocked their way, knocking people and horses to the ground, and they were immediately caught in a fierce battle.

More soldiers in the rear were wounded and fell.

Mu Guiying cried:
“Qingyun, retreat quickly!”

If they stay here any longer, the entire team will be wiped out in batches by the Lord of the Underworld.

However, Li Qingyun seemed to be deaf to the sound. He just stood in the middle of the dusty ruins, his chest heaving violently, his face half black and half white, his eyes blank and fierce.

He knew that if he left at this moment, the Outer Gods would surely pursue him and the human race would surely fall. If he unleashed his ultimate sword power, the seal would instantly break down and “Silence” could take advantage of the opportunity to completely invade.

He was like a demon and a human, and he let out a mournful roar amidst the roaring of the vast sea.

At a certain moment, “Silence” seemed to have completely grasped the flaw in his soul. The darkness in the corridor swept into a storm, hissing through the last protective wall and pouring into the depths of his mind.

There was a constant buzzing in Li Qingyun’s head. An extremely heavy murderous intent overwhelmed him, crushing all his rationality into powder.

His eyes suddenly glowed with blood, and he smiled grimly, then suddenly tore off his breastplate, revealing several twisted gray lines crawling along his chest, like living creatures crawling under his skin, rendering his face cold and terrifying. The next moment, he looked up to the sky and let out a strange laugh, a completely different tone from before, with evil and contempt.

The blade light suddenly expanded several feet in the night, and the surrounding monsters and soldiers were indiscriminately shaken away.

Mu Guiying was horrified and screamed, “Qingyun?!”

However, the young man in black robe seemed to have heard nothing. His grey eyes swept around and a low, hoarse laugh escaped his lips:

“Hahaha… the human world is so fragile.”

This scene made everyone shudder: Li Qingyun’s tone and behavior were as if he had become another person!

He first raised his knife and swept it, and a terrifying arc of light slashed out, cutting dozens of monsters into pieces on the spot, and blood rained and flew in all directions.

But such an inhuman act – he didn’t care about humans or monsters at all, he just wanted to kill happily.

This was a sign of true infatuation! The soldiers and the monster retreated in fear, not daring to touch it lightly.

The Lord of the Netherworld sensed this change in the air, his bloodshot eyes narrowed, not knowing whether Li Qingyun had been controlled by “Silence” at this moment, he only growled to show his caution.

If “Ji” really succeeds in merging with Li Qingyun, it might become a more terrifying destruction than the Outer Gods.

The world suddenly fell into an eerie silence, as if everyone was watching what this mad strong man would do next.

Li Qingyun’s body suddenly shook, and there seemed to be a fierce conflict in his mind.

The idea of ​​”Silence” laughed wildly, while his original humanity resisted desperately.

To the outside world, he only saw a face that was half sinister and half painful, with the knife light gathering and dispersing, and blood all over his body as if boiling.

He spoke hoarsely: “Xiu…you want to…control me…get out of here…”

This deep roar seemed like a conversation with a phantom, but it made people feel terrified.

Unfortunately, there was a chilling sense of “silence” in his voice, and he was no longer the pure Li Qingyun.

This is the most dangerous state of being possessed by the devil. No matter how hard he tries to fight for control of his body with his will, “Ji” takes advantage of the collapse of the palace to absorb the sword’s power and maneuver cunningly.

The two forces tore each other apart in his sea of ​​consciousness, causing him to act like a madman in reality, slashing at everything in front of him without distinguishing friend from foe.

Some soldiers who were approaching were injured on the spot by the sword energy and were so scared that they dared not get closer.

He Xiangu wanted to call him back to his senses, and shouted:

“Qingyun, wake up! Don’t let the devil disturb your mind!”

But Li Qingyun just turned around and smiled grimly, and a gray-white knife wave suddenly shocked her and made her vomit blood and retreat. Fortunately, Mu Guiying rushed to help her and she did not die.

After that wave of swords, he turned violently to the Lord of the Abyss:
“Outer God…idiot…kill!”

The voice was eerie and cold, mixed with the overlapping tones of Li Qingyun and “silence”, which made people’s hair stand on end. After saying that, he flew up without hesitation.

The Lord of the Underworld saw that his sword energy had lost its human righteousness and instead was filled with unpredictable evil intent, and he couldn’t help but let out a low howl.

He is also afraid of the power of “Silence”, which is the same source as the outer gods and repels them. Once he fully awakens, he may fight against them.

But at the same time, it wanted to finish him off before his half-demon body stabilized, so it flapped its wings to meet him, and struck with one claw carrying a thousand-pound thunderbolt.

Li Qingyun narrowed his bloodshot eyes and simply returned the claw’s attack with the same force. A deep grey blade energy burst out from his sword. The two sides collided again, causing waves of air to surge. The sound of metal and stone cracking shook the nearby houses.

Mu Guiying and He Xiangu were overwhelmed and could only secretly evacuate the remaining soldiers to prevent them from being accidentally involved in the battle between the demons.

The monsters and humans in the air all dodged, leaving hundreds of meters of empty space, allowing the battle between the two to unfold in the lonely ruins.

The blade and the bone wing claws collided more than ten times, causing a series of muffled thunder and gravel falling from the sky like raindrops.

The rare destructive power made people’s hair stand on end, but they also saw that Li Qingyun’s half-demon state was gradually stabilizing, as if he was slowly being controlled by “Silence”.

The Lord of the Underworld seemed to have noticed it as well, and showed a bit of anxiety in his roar.

He wanted to fight quickly, but was restrained by the dark gray blade light. He could not kill Li Qingyun at all, and was instead trapped in the entanglement.

After each round of collision, cracks appeared on its bony wings and black blood dripped all over the ground.

The young man in black robe sneered and swung his sword more and more ferociously, like a demon king who had lost his humanity and was only obsessed with killing. Every strike distorted the space, accompanied by a low sigh that made the spectators’ scalps numb.

Mu Guiying’s eyes filled with tears: Li Qingyun like this was too strange and too scary.

He was on the verge of losing control, yet he exuded an even stronger suppressive force than before, like a perfect blend of half-god and half-demon.

But this cruel force will eventually destroy his nature.

If the Lord of the Underworld was killed, Li Qingyun might completely turn into the body of “Silence”, and there would be no Lieutenant Li of Kaifeng Prefecture in the world.

With the earth-shattering sound brought by the collision of swords and claws, the Lord of the Nether Abyss was suddenly chopped to the ground by a violent sword force, half of his body burst into black gas, and he kept roaring.

A cruel smile appeared on Li Qingyun’s lips. He kicked the ground and pounced forward, intending to cut its neck with one knife.

At that moment, the outer monster screamed and retreated, as if it was frightened.

But at the moment when the blade touched the neck of the Lord of the Underworld, the gray mist in his body “buzzed” and turned into a crazy hurricane, enveloping his mind layer by layer.

Deep in the sea of ​​consciousness, “Ji” laughed hoarsely:
“Harvesting the Outer Gods is my chance to break free from my host body. Come, let us share in the destruction.”

Li Qingyun still had a trace of clarity in his mind. He roared and wanted to put down the knife, but he felt that he was out of control. An invisible force controlled his arm to swing downwards, almost breaking the Lord of the Underworld’s entire shoulder, and foul-smelling blood splattered everywhere.

In an instant, his mind was in a mess, and he was completely confused by the urge to kill and the struggle between reason.

People outside saw that the tip of his knife was stuck in the tendons and bones of the Lord of the Underworld, and blood was constantly pouring out, but his eyes were extremely distorted, as if he was controlled by magic.

The Lord of the Underworld screamed in pain as he was wounded, and his bone wings flapped violently, knocking him back a few steps. He broke free from the fatal force and fled to the depths of the crack, hoping to find a chance to heal his wounds or set up another killing spree.

Li Qingyun staggered as he put away his knife. The gray mist rapidly expanded around his body, causing him to let out a shrill laugh.

He tried desperately to suppress it, but he couldn’t stop the rage in his heart.

The palace in the sea of ​​consciousness collapsed completely, and the long corridor turned into a dark soul-devouring vortex. The huge shadow of “Silence” took on a human form and devoured the remaining pieces of the palace wall at will.

The seal inside Li Qingyun’s body had been torn into pieces, and dark smoke columns were gushing out from the cracks.

The soldiers found that he was covered in gray. Even though the Lord of the Underworld had temporarily left, he seemed to have fallen into an even more terrifying state of confusion.

Mu Guiying called out several times but received no response. Finally, she saw him looking at the crowd with a hollow look filled with ferocity.

She took a half step back in fear and said in a trembling voice:
“Qingyun, do you recognize me?”

Li Qingyun did not answer. Seeing a little struggle in her eyes, but then the mist rolled over, he murmured:
“Leave…me…”

The voice is a combination of Li Qingyun and “Ji”, which makes people’s hair stand on end.

At that moment, there was no difference between man and devil, and Li Qingyun was as if possessed by a demon.

The night wind blew, raising clouds of dust and fog, as if it was haunted by ghosts.

After a brutal battle, the humans and monsters around them all looked at the terrifying half-demon body with fear.

Perhaps in the next breath, he will slaughter all living things and transform into another Outer God.

Mu Guiying cried out in despair:
“He Xiangu, quickly lead the people to retreat! Qingyun… Qingyun…”

She didn’t say anything else, but everyone understood: at this time Li Qingyun was very likely to start an indiscriminate killing.

He Xiangu felt deep pain in her heart, bit her lip and nodded, and the two of them led the remaining soldiers to evacuate to the periphery, trying to take the injured soldiers away from the danger zone.

No one can save Li Qingyun. He is fighting alone inside and outside the palace, and his consciousness may be about to be destroyed.

If the foreign gods can be killed in this way, it will be a blessing or a disaster; if they turn into beings more vicious than the foreign gods, the world will be even more hopeless.

Li Qingyun stood in the ruins, his knife dangling from his hand, half of his face distorted with black lines.

He bent over and panted violently, with drops of sweat mixed with black blood flowing down his neck, his expression was sometimes fierce and sometimes gentle. He tried again and again to take back control of his body, but was violently blasted back by “silence”, and his soul seemed to be trapped in a whirlpool and unable to extricate himself.

The shadow in the sea of ​​consciousness taunted:

“Give it to me – right now, tear the world apart and return everything to chaos!”

Even the Outer Gods temporarily retreated, but he became a living disaster that could destroy the world.

Finally, Li Qingyun let out a deafening howl, and his body seemed to be out of control as he swung the sword in a half circle. The sword energy was so powerful that it swept all the surrounding dust and building debris hundreds of feet away, and the dust and fog rolled like a tornado.

If any living creature comes near, it will surely die.

Soldiers and monsters alike retreated in horror, viewing him as an invincible demon.

The sky seemed to sense the terrifying aura and sent down black and purple lightning, making his figure even more eerie.

In that lightning, his eyes faintly flashed with human suffering, as if he was desperately roaring:

“No…no—”

But he couldn’t utter a word, suppressed by the stronger darkness.

He walked step by step towards the ruins of the city gate, wanting to break free from all the constraints in the world.

With every step, the blood drops left a dark footprint on the ground.

His breathing was heavy, like the cry of a wild beast, as if he was about to rush towards somewhere and kill again.

Mu Guiying was so distressed that she knelt on the ground and cried, but she was powerless to stop it.

He Xiangu tightly grasped the jade ruyi in her hand, and wanted to wake him up again, but she was choked with sobs and couldn’t speak.

Everyone could only watch this pillar of the Song Dynasty walk away, not knowing what he would destroy next or how he would bury himself.

He seemed to be in a desperate situation with no way out.

As the night grew darker, the sound of the wind turned into strange groans, as if the gates of hell were cracking in various places.

Li Qingyun’s steps were shaky, but he was filled with solemnity.

Just as he was losing consciousness again, there was a sudden flash of purple light from the distant sky, revealing the huge shadow of the Lord of the Underworld standing in the air, as if looking for an opportunity to kill again.

Thunder rumbled in the sky and the monster’s roar rose again.

The Outer Gods did not retreat far. Seeing that Li Qingyun was trapped in the demonic transformation and unstable, they wanted to take the opportunity to close the net and wipe out the human army in one fell swoop.

Li Qingyun snorted, a bloodthirsty grin appeared on his face, and he was not afraid of the huge shadow at all.

He murmured, “Come on…if you want to kill, kill as much as you can.”

The roar of “Ji” in his body was as loud as a tsunami, and grayness shrouded him. Every drop of his blood was burning, forming a violent blade flame.

The next second, he suddenly raised his head, looking crazy, his eyes were extremely red, like an endless abyss of fire.

All the spectators retreated in fear. No one dared to imagine what a terrible outcome it would be if this blow hit them.

But the Lord of the Underworld did not attack head-on. Instead, he flapped his bone wings in the sky, summoning more monster formations to surround and shoot him, and black flame arrows flew through the air.

Li Qingyun did not dodge or evade, but met the attack with the gray mist sword energy, which exploded with a large shock wave.

Those monsters were smashed to pieces in the collision, and he himself was shocked and retreated several steps. Now that the seal had already collapsed, he relied entirely on his half-demon body to support his killing instinct, but he didn’t know when his soul would be destroyed.

Seeing that he still had such a ferocious momentum, the Lord of the Underworld howled wildly.

The cracks in the distance expanded further, and countless deformed flying demons cast down dark runes. The earth shook again, as if it was going to completely tear the three realms apart.

Mu Guiying and others could only sigh in despair. The human military force had long been unable to sustain itself, and Li Qingyun was even losing his mind. How could they plan?

Everything fell into complete despair, as if the end had already come.

Li Qingyun raised his head and stared coldly at the crack and the Lord of the Abyss:

“Why don’t you just get out of here…”

The voice exuded a demonic quality.

He seemed to be struggling to speak, but no sentences came out.

“Ji” shouted excitedly in the sea of ​​consciousness:

“Keep killing, destroying, and devouring. This world is my master!”

He suddenly raised his sword to strike the sky again.

In the flash of the knife, humanity and madness tear each other apart, and evil is born.

In an instant, a shocking sword energy burst out from the tip of his sword, which seemed to distort the night and space, and blasted straight towards the Lord of the Abyss in mid-air.

Under the lightning, the opponent also showed horror on his face, opened his bone wings and blocked with a dark purple shield. Both sides burst out with shining light, which affected the ground and formed a huge storm ripple with a radius of one hundred feet, flattening the ruins.

The entire city was nearly destroyed, bricks and stones flew out of the mountain, and blood foam and body parts fell like rain.

Everyone saw Li Qingyun howling in the strong wind, his eyes full of murderous intent, and his sword power surpassed all the previous peaks, like an inhuman being.

At the same time, he was shaking wildly in the gray fog, and every strike of the knife was horrifying.

How long can his mind last?

No one can say for sure.

Perhaps this is the manifestation of obsession: life and death are only a matter of the next breath.

After a long time, the dust cleared, and the Lord of the Nether Abyss was seriously injured, but not killed. He retreated to the edge of the high-altitude crack with a roar, as if he was afraid of Li Qingyun’s half-demon power and did not advance for the time being.

Li Qingyun stood on the scorched earth, his body half bent, blood dripping from the tip of his knife, and there was deathly silence.

It was unclear whether the Outer Gods were afraid or waiting for him to collapse even more.

The soldiers were as silent as the monsters and dared not move forward.

Mu Guiying looked at him with tears in her eyes and found that the gray mist on his face was getting thicker, but there seemed to be a trace of struggle in his expression, indicating that he still had a glimmer of will to fight.

Can he take this opportunity to escape from this nightmare?
Or will you fall completely and be completely taken away by “silence”?
After all, he had reached the point of being possessed by the devil, and although his unleashing of divine power against others was unparalleled, he also posed a huge threat to his own side.

The night wind picked up again, staining the ruins with blood, and the potholes were filled with thick dark red liquid.

Li Qingyun leaned on the knife with one hand, and drops of gray blood fell from between his fingers and soaked into the sticky mud.

The Lord of the Underworld was still wandering in the distance, but with a cautious attitude.

The air was filled with a strange atmosphere, like a silent precursor to annihilation…

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(End of this chapter)