Chapter 13660 Golden Statue

Chapter 13660 Golden Statue
"You dare!" Yu Zhengqi's facial muscles tensed instantly, his eyes widened, and anxiety surged in his eyes, as if they were about to burn. His fists clenched unconsciously, and the joints turned white due to the force.

He had already guessed Ling Xiao's intention in his heart, and it was as if there were millions of ants crawling around. At the moment, he was extremely anxious, like an ant on a hot pan.

Today's Ling Xiao's strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and his combat power is no less than that of the strong man who stands at the top and is invincible in the world in the Baoyuan realm.

With this kind of strength, using it to deal with the seemingly powerful puppet in front of him is just like an adult playing with a child. It is much easier than dealing with himself. When he thought of this, a deep sense of uneasiness surged in Yu Zhengqi's heart.

However, even though Yu Zhengqi was full of worry and anxiety, he felt as if he was under a spell and couldn't move at all. Looking up, Ling Xiao's demonic shadow clones were like a group of black ghosts emerging from the depths of hell, surrounding him layer by layer.

These clones exuded a chilling aura, which was like the biting cold wind in the cold winter, drilling straight into his bones. Each clone was like a killer ready to kill. Just by looking at them, he could feel the deadly threat coming towards him.

Yu Zhengqi knew very well that if he was careless and took these demonic shadow clones lightly and did not take them seriously, then in the next second, he would most likely be torn into pieces by them like a hungry wolf pouncing on its prey, and his soul would be destroyed.

"Crack!" A crisp sound, like a bolt from the blue, suddenly exploded in this extremely tense atmosphere.

At this moment, a cold light flashed like a meteor chasing the moon, and the God-Slaying Sword in Ling Xiao's hand was like a lightning that cut through the sky. With an indomitable momentum, it stabbed towards the energy core of a blood-killing puppet with incredible precision.

The moment the tip of the God-Slaying Sword touched the energy core of the Blood Calamity Puppet, a dazzling light burst out. Then, the Blood Calamity Puppet, which was originally so powerful and swift, as if it could crush everything, suddenly froze as if all its vitality and soul were sucked away, and then it stopped moving, standing straight and stiff in the same place like a cold sculpture.

Even though this Blood Calamity Puppet contains the terrifying and frightening demonic blood of the Blood Calamity Array Demon, in order to function normally and exert its due power, it still needs the drive of the Holy Pattern.

Without the holy pattern as its core guide, even if it possessed astonishingly powerful energy, it would be nothing more than a pile of useless, immobile scrap metal, unable to cause any ripples in the battle and exert its due power.

For Ling Xiao, who is a holy pattern master, cracking the secret of this puppet that relies on holy patterns to operate is as easy as taking something from a bag.

His eyes were firm, like the brightest stars in the night sky, and the God-Slaying Sword in his hand was like a nimble bird, flying up and down, flashing a deadly cold light.

After only a very short moment, an invincible and majestic Blood Tribulation Puppet in the Baoyuan Realm was completely destroyed by his smooth attack. It lost all threat and could no longer move at all.

This scene was like a heavy hammer, hitting Yu Zhengqi's heart hard, which was beyond his expectations.

Although he had been prepared in his heart and knew that the Blood Tribulation Puppet might not be a match for Ling Xiao, he racked his brains and could not imagine that Ling Xiao was so abnormally powerful that he could easily get rid of one of the puppets in such a short time that it was almost impossible to react.

This made him feel a deep sense of powerlessness and frustration, as if he was just an insignificant ant in front of Ling Xiao.

"Swallow!" Ling Xiao did not hesitate at all. The moment he got rid of the bloody puppet, he shouted like a huge bell. In an instant, a strange and powerful suction force immediately surged around him. This suction force was like a black hole, as if it could swallow everything in the world.

He was seen practicing the mysterious Heaven-Devouring Demon Art, and the true devil's blood in the Blood Calamity Puppet's body, as if being pulled by an invisible yet extremely powerful force, transformed into blood-red threads that continuously flowed into his body and merged into his meridians.

However, after the absorption was completed, Ling Xiao frowned slightly, with a hint of disappointment on his face. Unfortunately, there was still too little True Devil Blood in the Blood Tribulation Puppet.

He circulated the internal skills and felt it carefully. He could clearly feel that the amount of True Devil's blood he had absorbed so far was far from enough to fully activate the earth-shaking powerful ability of the first of the Nine Transformations of True Devil. After some estimation, he would need at least ten times as much True Devil's blood to achieve his goal.

Ling Xiao's eyes seemed to be burning with two clusters of blazing flames, and his gaze was fixed on another invincible Blood Tribulation Puppet in the Bao Yuan Realm. His eyes were filled with uncontrollable excitement and excitement, as if what was in front of him was not a puppet, but an endless treasure waiting for him to dig.

He thought to himself, Yu Zhengqi came here to cause trouble, but in fact, wasn't he here to bring him a treasure? Thinking of this, Ling Xiao's mouth unconsciously raised, outlining a confident and slightly cunning smile, and he tapped his feet lightly, and the spiritual power circulated around his body, ready to attack the bloody puppet.

However, just as his feet left the ground and all his strength was gathered, just at the critical moment when he was about to make a move, strange ripples suddenly appeared in the originally calm void, as if a huge rock had been thrown into a calm lake.

Then, a terrifying giant statue of a Confucian saint emitting dazzling golden light slowly appeared. This giant statue was more than a hundred feet tall, standing between heaven and earth like a towering mountain. It was filled with an ancient and powerful aura that made people afraid.

The golden giant raised its huge palm like a hill, and with overwhelming force, it slammed towards the Four Elephants Heavenly Gang Formation that protected Ling Bi. For a moment, the wind howled, sand and rocks flew, and the surrounding space was distorted by this terrifying force.

With the sudden appearance of this terrifying giant statue, Yu Zhengqi's mood, which had been gloomy due to the loss of a blood-calamity puppet, finally improved a little.

He looked up at the giant golden statue with a smug smile on his face, thinking to himself that although he felt sad about having just lost an invincible Blood Tribulation Puppet in the Baoyuan Realm, the power contained in the giant golden statue in front of him was several times stronger than that of the Blood Tribulation Puppet.