Chapter 2556 Shock

Boom!

As the last statue collapsed, Gu Xiuyun's fist power was finally exhausted.

At this time, most of the 113 holy statues had been shattered, and the remaining statues were also very incomplete. The most complete one was only a quarter of its original size.

However, the aura of those statues did not decrease but increased.

"Who are you? How can you display the Thirteen Absolute Powers in the Heaven of Transformation?" A cold voice came from the depths of the statue.

"Not dead yet?"

Gu Xiuyun narrowed his eyes and circulated his true energy again.

Huh!

Infinite power swept around him, but it was much weaker than the first punch.

Even if he couldn't use a hundred times the fist power in a short period of time, the backlash brought by the fist power was close to the limit of the ancient world and the true spirit, especially the true spirit, which was under a terrifying impact every moment.

Boom!

The destructive fist hit the holy statue again.

Although this punch was not as strong as the previous one, it was ten times more powerful, which was also Gu Xiuyun's current limit.

"Old Eight, stop him."

A voice came from the deepest statue.

Huh!

A broken statue rose into the air, with golden light all around it. In the light, countless purple-gold talismans could be vaguely seen, facing Gu Xiuyun's fist like a scroll.

Dang! Dang! Dang!

Every time the talisman collided with the fist, it made a sound like metal colliding with iron. The law power contained in the talisman also weakened Gu Xiuyun's killing sword energy sharply. In just a moment, the fist power completely dissipated.

And the statue was also shattered, and it could no longer gather any power.

Obviously, in order to deal with Gu Xiuyun's fist, the statue had burst out the power of the Supreme Saint in advance. The powerful force annihilated the fist power and shattered the statue's body.

"It actually blocked it?"

Gu Xiuyun's pupils shrank sharply.

He could see that the aura of those statues was still rising sharply. It was obviously far from reaching a state of complete recovery. In addition, their bodies were broken. In such a situation, they could actually block the fist power that was amplified tenfold. What kind of existence was the other party?

Huh!

The aura in the Holy Statue was still increasing rapidly. Every moment, more amazing fluctuations surged from the depths of the statue, as if the ancient gods and demons who had been sleeping for a long time were slowly waking up.

"Come again!"

Gu Xiuyun shouted angrily, turned his palm, and rolled forward with a cloud-like palm print.

At this point, no one had the opportunity to retreat. If he could not annihilate the other party before the statue was completely revived, it would most likely end up dead. The same was true for the statue. If the other party could not resist Gu Xiuyun's fist and palm print, it could only watch the statue's body annihilated and there would be no hope of revival.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The roar shook the sky and cracked the earth.

Gu Xiuyun either transformed his palm, clenched his fist, or pointed his sword, but each attack was centered on the killing sword energy. The only difference was how to destroy the statue faster.

Those statues did not stand and wait to die.

One statue after another rose into the air, and even the broken stone pieces of the statues burst out with amazing power.

Obviously, they were all protecting the most intact statues.

Those statues could remain intact under the bombardment of the first punch, and they themselves had strength beyond their peers. Once they were fully revived, the strength they showed was enough to crush Gu Xiuyun into smoke.

…

While Gu Xiuyun was fighting fiercely with the Supreme Saint statue.

Beishan, Qianyuan, Kunye, and even Yuansheng and Jingxuan Emperor in the distance were already stunned.

The power impact one after another was beyond their imagination.

The light blooming from the Supreme Saint statue was full of law fluctuations, just like an angry Supreme Saint-level life. No, not just one, but 113, but most of them have been shattered and can't exert much power.

And the green figure is even more terrifying.

This person turned the void into powder with a wave of his hands and feet, and smashed down with fists, annihilating statues one after another, and the cloud-like palm prints could also forcibly crush the remains of ancient statues.

"Supreme Saint... Are all of them Supreme Saints?"

"I don't know, but that power... has far surpassed Lord Yuan Sheng."

Qian Yuan and Kun Ye were pale.

They only had the Nine Absolutes, but they could still judge the power level. Even the most incomplete statue fragments could burst out with power comparable to that of Yuan Sheng, and those slightly more complete statue debris were even more terrifying.

Almost a hundred times that of Yuan Sheng, the real Twelve Absolutes.

As for the blue figure, it was even more terrifying. The palm print and fist power were like a storm, falling again and again, constantly destroying the statues in the void.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible."

Yuan Sheng stood up with difficulty. His breath was much weaker than before. In a short moment, at least three pieces of rubble fell on him, as if they were intentional. After all, the entire secret world was too vast, and they were very far away from the blue figure. Most of the ancient saints and emperors were not injured by the rubble, only Yuan Sheng...

Especially Yao Kong, Liu Shang, Luo Yu and the powerful people from various forces behind them, they were much closer to Yuan Sheng, but no stone fell on them.

Of course, Yaokong and the others were already trembling with fear, unable to even lift their feet.

They were very close, so they could sense the terrifying power of the Supreme Saint statue and the blue figure. It was a power level far beyond their imagination. Calling them ancient gods and demons was an understatement. Those statues were definitely Supreme Saint-level existences.

"My God..."

Jingxuan Emperor hid in the depths of the illusion and couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

What happened in the Heaven of Transformation? How could there be so many Supreme Saints? One statue after another, each statue has destructive power.

"Feng Chi, don't go back to the Chaos Source Void, find a secret place to hide first." Emperor Jingxuan hurriedly sent a message.

"Not going back? Did you escape?" Emperor Feng Chi asked.

"No, but the Source Saint is no longer the boss here. You can never imagine what I saw, Supreme Saints, a group of Supreme Saints!" Emperor Jingxuan was extremely excited.

"What?"

Emperor Feng Chi was a little confused.

A group of Supreme Saints appeared in the Heaven of Transformation? What a joke.

"I can't explain it in detail. It's too scary. Yuan Sheng was seriously injured by a piece of broken stone. You know, it was just a fragment of one of the 113 statues, which could leave hundreds of cracks on Yuan Sheng. I dare not imagine their level, but at least they are at the level of Qing Zu and Jiu Sheng."

"And their power is still rising, and their aura is even about to affect the deepest space of the virtual world."

"And that cyan figure, he must be the Supreme Saint, and the top power among the Supreme Saints. My God, he suppressed 113 statues by himself."

Jingxuan Emperor was so excited that he completely forgot his situation.

Compared with the scene in front of him, Yuan Sheng is nothing, Beishan, Qianyuan, Kunye are nothing, just a group of ants.

The cyan figure and the Supreme Saint statue are the real existences that can destroy the world.

"Jingxuan, what are you talking about?" Fengchi responded. "How could there be a Saint in the Heaven of Transformation, and one hundred and thirteen of them? Have you been affected by someone's illusion secret technique? Calm your mind quickly and don't be controlled by the illusion."

"It's not an illusion, it's definitely not an illusion."

Emperor Jingxuan didn't know how to explain. In fact, he himself didn't dare to believe the scene outside the illusory world.

So many Saint-level statues, and that blue figure, how did they come to the Heaven of Transformation?

Could someone have the power of the Saint in the Emperor Realm? Even if there is, one or two is fine, but what about more than a hundred?

Anyway, there is no need to refine the Saint-level talisman. In front of the blue figure and the group of statues, the talisman is a joke. Moreover, not only Emperor Jingxuan, but everyone present has become a prisoner, and they can no longer decide whether to live or die.

"By the way, Emperor Slaughter."

Jingxuan suddenly remembered that the planner behind the Netherworld Treasure seemed to be the Slaughter Emperor.

If she was the one who planned it, she must have something to do with the blue figure and the statue of the Supreme Saint in the distance. This person doesn't seem to have a good relationship with the source beast lineage. Thinking of this, Emperor Jingxuan felt that he might not die.

On the other side.

Beishan and others also thought of this.

"The Emperor of Slaughter... must be related to her."

"Master Yuansheng, we must leave here as soon as possible," Beishan Ancient Saint repeatedly transmitted the message, "The blue figure in the distance must be related to the Emperor of Slaughter. When they finish fighting, they will attack us."

"I know."

Yuansheng took a hard breath, "Since the rubble seriously injured me, I have already thought of this possibility, but do you think we can still get away? Since the blue figure and the statue of the Supreme Saint started fighting, none of you have been injured by the rubble, only me, who has been hit four times, I am now seriously injured and can no longer rush out of this secret world."

"Master can't get out?" Beishan Ancient Saint was horrified.

If even Yuansheng can't escape the secret world in front of him, who else can do it?

No wonder the broken stone of the statue did not fall on them. Perhaps in the eyes of the green figure, Beishan, Qianyuan, and Kunye were not qualified for him to take action.

"Just wait here," Yuan Sheng shook his head slightly, "Even if I die, I want to die with a clear mind."

Yuan Sheng stared at the sky in the distance.

He really couldn't understand why there were so many supreme saint-level lives in the Holy Heaven. Could it be that the Chaos Demon Spirits were not all dead?

Or has the cultivation world found a way to allow supreme saint-level strongmen to enter the Holy Heaven?