Chapter 2559 Backlash

"what happened?"

Beishan and others looked at the scene in the distance, their faces were shocked and confused.

They seemed to have had a dream. In the dream, there were clouds and mist, a beautiful fairyland, immortals riding on clouds and mist, and an immortal king who stood above all living beings and made them bow down and worship.

Even after waking up from the dream, everyone still cannot get rid of the Immortal King's mark.

That illusory figure has been deeply engraved in their minds and cannot be forgotten for a long time.

"We are possessed by the occult."

Yuan Sheng was the first to wake up. "It's such a terrifying secret technique. Even I can't resist it. It's definitely a top holy skill. Moreover, the person who performs it has a high level and is also a very powerful figure among the holy ones."

at this time.

Yuan Sheng discovered that the surrounding secret realm began to collapse.

To be precise, the invisible world surrounding the secret realm is collapsing, and the void is shattering inch by inch. It was as if there was an extremely terrifying force impacting the world.

"correct."

"The cyan figure seemed to be fighting with the statue just now. His sword was so terrifying, it almost felt like it was piercing through the entire Heaven of Saints."

Yuan Sheng suddenly looked towards the center of the secret realm.

Countless rubble and smoke were scattered between the sky and the earth. One hundred and thirteen statues were destroyed. The green figure seemed to have been severely injured. The whole person had turned into a fog, but for some reason, the fog was always surrounding it for a million miles. Inside, it didn’t spread out.

"good chance."

Yuan Sheng's eyes suddenly lit up. If the other person was in a normal state, he would not have dared to move at all. But now it seems that that person has also been greatly traumatized and cannot even maintain his divine body. As long as he adds more fire, maybe It can make the other party disappear into ashes.

call!

Yuan Sheng immediately activated the divine power in his body, and the world-destroying black hole quietly took shape.

Immediately afterwards.

He took one step forward and moved directly to the edge of the mist.

"go to hell!"

Yuan Sheng let out a sharp roar, and he was excited and crazy. Even if he was the eleventh ancient saint, he felt extremely excited at this moment, because he was about to kill an infinite saint with his own hands, and he was probably the strongest among the saints. .

More importantly, this person is still a practitioner.

puff!

The world-destroying black hole fell into the depths of the fog, but did not touch any matter, as if everything in front of it was a shadow.

"what happened?"

Yuan Sheng looked confused. The opponent had already disintegrated into mist, but he was still able to avoid his bombardment.

At this moment, a wisp of mist, like a shark that smelled blood, pounced directly into Yuan Sheng's body. Hearing, Yuan Sheng felt that his whole body began to twitch violently. No, it was not his body, but his true spirit.

"ah……"

He let out a ferocious roar, and his entire face twisted instantly. The pain was so heartbreaking that even the Eleventh Ancient Saint could not resist it.

"Lord Source Saint?"

"No, my lord was attacked by that cyan figure."

Qian Yuan and Kun Ye looked anxious.

The ancient saint of Beishan looked strange, and was attacked by a cyan figure? It was clearly Yuan Sheng who was attacking the opponent secretly, but for some reason, the world-destroying black hole did not hurt the mist at all, but instead allowed the mist to penetrate into Yuan Sheng's body.

But a wisp of mist shouldn’t be a big problem!

The cyan figure was obviously seriously injured, and the mysterious world surrounding it began to collapse. Under such circumstances, how could it be possible to take the life of Yuan Sheng, who was one of the eleven most powerful men and was already very close to the holy level.

"Everyone, Master Yuan Sheng has a strong cultivation and will definitely not be injured by a ray of mist. Let's discuss how to leave here first." Beishan Ancient Sage said.

"Yes, get out of this damn place first."

Qian Yuan and Kun Ye looked around.

At this moment, there are many figures in the sand sea. Yaokong, Liushang, Luoyu and the Ancient Holy God Emperor from all major forces are hiding in the distance and shivering. They are not far from Qianyuan and others, but they are also very close to the mist. If you are not careful, you may be attacked by the mist like the Source Saint.

As for Emperor Jingxuan, he is still hiding in the depths of illusion and does not dare to show his face.

Zhu Sha...has disappeared without a trace, and only a green bead remains in its place.

"Wealth is found in danger!"

Ancient Sage Qianyuan narrowed his eyes and immediately galloped in the direction of Yaokong and others.

"you dare?"

When the Ancient Sage of Beishan saw this, he immediately rushed over.

The netherworld treasures are so amazing. Even in this situation, they are not willing to give up the treasures. The hundreds of holy level spiritual treasures and various rare spiritual materials can be exchanged for even a small part of them. Tons of opportunities.

The two of them hadn't gone far yet.

A desperate roar suddenly came from the end of the sky, and the next moment, Yuan Sheng fell straight down, and his whole body was completely breathless.

"Lord Source Saint?!"

Beishan and Qianyuan were both stunned.

How can it be?

The eleven most dignified ancient saints, the strongest person in the entire Saint Transformation Heaven, was actually killed by a wisp of mist.

Gulu!

Beishan's throat trembled slightly, and he no longer dared to move.

Qian Yuan and Kun Ye also looked dull. At this moment, they truly realized the power of the cyan figure. Even if the opponent was seriously injured and could not even maintain his divine body, he could easily kill the Source Saint with the eleventh level of cultivation.

How could they dare to resist in the slightest when faced with such existence?

at the same time.

Deep in the fog, Gu Xiuyun finally regained some consciousness.

The terrifying backlash was still impacting his divine power, soul, will and true spirit, but most of it was blocked by the ancient world, and the remaining power was dispersed by ten thousand times the true spirit, allowing him to recover in a short time.

"I'm not dead?"

Gu Xiuyun's excitement was mixed with disbelief.

He borrowed Xihuang's secret knowledge from the future, and it was Xihuang's secret skill at a perfect level. The backlash was so terrifying that he actually withstood it.

Could it be that the years when he mastered Xihuang's secret skills were not that far away?

No, it's impossible. His talent in killing is so low. He can still rely on treasure resources to make the Seven Absolutes strong. How can he practice the Eight Absolutes and the Nine Absolutes? At the very least, it would take tens of thousands of Taoist years.

"Maybe it's because of the Ten Thousand Times True Spirit and the large ancient world. They shared a huge part of the backlash for me."

"Especially the true spirits of the Earth Spirit tribe. Although they do not belong to me, they can still help me withstand the backlash. It can be regarded as the unique magical power of the spirit-stealing mist!"

While speaking, Gu Xiuyun noticed the corpse of Saint Yuan on the ground and couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

Before he was ready to kill Origin Saint, the other party took action first. Little did he know how terrifying the spirit-stealing mist was. As long as it was a true spirit, it would be swallowed and absorbed by the mist. Even Gu Xiuyun before could not stop the erosion of the mist, let alone Origin Saint?

In fact, the reason why Gu Xiuyun didn't take action against these people before fate came back was because it was unnecessary.

If he really dies, the mist of calamity spirit will completely dissipate, and then turn the entire Beitian Ji Realm into a dead zone. At that time, no one can survive, Beishan, Qianyuan, Kunye, Yuansheng, Jingxuan The emperor and all the powerful men from the major forces, as well as all the creatures in the Northern Realm, will be swallowed by the mist.

Since they all had to die, why would he do it himself?

Only Zhu Sha, before Gu Xiuyun borrowed the power of the future, had reminded her through the amber to not step out of the jasper bead for at least thousands of years.

Thousands of years later, perhaps the war in the Hunyuan Void has ended, and then the Supreme Realm will naturally take action to disperse the mist of calamity spirits.

"I'm lucky. The large ancient world and the Ten Thousand Times True Spirit blocked 99% of the backlash. Although the remaining power caused me serious injuries, I barely managed to save my life."

Gu Xiuyun lowered his head and glanced at the mist body.

The impact of fate's backlash has left the true spirit in ruins. If he were an emperor-level practitioner, his true spirit would have been shattered and his spirit and form would be destroyed. However, his true spirit was originally in a mist state and was completely integrated with the true spirit of the Earth Spirit Clan. , it makes no difference whether it is broken or not.

Just as he was sighing, Gu Xiuyun suddenly frowned.

In the endless distance, ninety-nine powerful true spirit auras are slowly reviving, and their location happens to be the sand sea world of the Earth Spirit Tribe.

"The Earthlings also want to join in the fun?"

Gu Xiuyun narrowed his eyes and looked at the jade beads not far away.

If the Holy Statue of the Earth Spirit Clan wants to intervene, he will have no choice but to take Emperor Zhusha away from the Heaven of Transformation.

After all, there is a distance between the South Abyss Realm and the North Sky Realm. The Holy Spirit can sense such a distant area, but his true body cannot kill him directly. When the Holy Statue of the Earth Spirit Tribe is fully revived, he may still be able to survive. On the way.

At this moment, the ninety-nine true spirit auras flew in all directions at the same time, and then disappeared.

"Hiding?"

Gu Xiuyun blinked, somewhat unbelievable.

Before he could escape, the other party ran away first.

Gu Xiuyun was so shocked by the actions of the Earth Spirit Tribe that he did not notice for a moment that after the ball of Origin Saint True Spirit swallowed by the mist was shattered, it did not transform into new mist, but dispersed quietly.