The huge existence didn't stop at all. A huge foot stepped over Yang Ji's head and fell into the crowd.
"ah!--"
Amidst the shrill screams, several strong men in the Blood Furnace Realm were unable to dodge and were directly crushed into powder by the huge force.
"Statue! It's that statue!"
Yang Ji was shocked.
This huge "giant" turned out to be the eerie dark statue that was seven or eight people tall on the altar in the valley. Yang Ji never thought that this lifeless dark statue would actually come to life and attack the people in the valley.
Disciples of the sect.
The huge vibration I felt underground before was undoubtedly "it"!
"It's so weird!"
The eight bronze tripods around the altar were knocked over at some point, the blood inside disappeared, and the valley was filled with the smell of blood.
Some Tianyin Sect masters at Blood Furnace Realm and Xiao Zhoutian level finally emerged from the ground and fought fiercely with masters from various factions.
Looking at the dead bodies on the ground, the roaring abyss monsters, and the dark statues walking down the altar..., Yang Ji couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in his heart.
Now, he finally understood why sect disciples didn't like to deal with cults.
"Junior brother, are you okay?"
As soon as the wind blew, a figure appeared next to Yang Ji. Chen Shien looked at Yang Ji, his eyes full of worry.
"fine!"
Yang Ji said calmly, looking into the distance. The masters of each faction were fighting with the "alive" dark statue.
A ball of pitch-black brilliance appeared on the dark statue, and the blood energy that everyone had exploded was greatly reduced in the face of this pitch-black brilliance.
All attacks only make the dark brilliance of the dark statue slowly fade away, but cannot cause any real damage to the dark statue itself.
At least until the dark brilliance completely disappeared, Yang Ji felt that no one could defeat it. The statue's hands and feet were very heavy. It didn't use any martial arts at all, and it had reached an incredible level with its pure strength.
A warrior at the level of "Little Zhou Tian" would be shaken away if touched by it.
"This is the statue of the god worshiped by the Tianyin Sect. The light on it is the power of faith. That is a field that gods can only touch. Most people will just explode and die. The Tianyin Sect fools the people here and spreads their faith.
Secretly collecting the power of faith is why the imperial court strictly prohibits it."
Chen Shi'en said. There was deep fear on his face:
"We were encircling and suppressing the members of the Tianyin Sect, and this statue suddenly broke down from the altar. Many people died due to unpreparedness."
The level of "power of faith" is much higher than "blood energy", and the blood energy of "warriors" is severely restrained. Disciples of all sects have no good way to deal with this incarnation of the power of faith.
"Boom!"
A circle of violent energy swept over, Yang Ji and Chen Shi's expressions changed, and they all stepped back.
"Let's go! End the battle as soon as possible!"
Chen Shien's figure flashed and he immediately chased the dark statue. The battle around this huge statue, which was seven or eight people tall, was very fierce.
Yang Ji hesitated for a moment and then followed.
The suffocating pressure can only be felt around this huge statue. Almost all attacks are blocked by the black brilliance and cannot harm the statue in the slightest.
The only way is to use constant attacks to polish off the blood volume condensed by the power of faith.
Clang!
Yang Ji pulled out his long sword, and while participating in the siege of the seven or eight-person tall statue, he quickly analyzed every move of the dark statue in his mind, trying to find a way to crack it.
"Everyone, be careful! Don't be approached by this statue. Our blood energy can't do anything to it!"
The voice of the Tongyi Sect talking about Yuan Chuan came from the side, and the voice was solemn.
"Senior Brother Chen and Senior Brother Zhou, please think of a way. It's been almost half an hour. We still can't do anything about it. Many people have died."
Another sect's "elder brother" shouted, with anxiety in his voice.
"If there is a way, there will be no way for it to run rampant here, as if it is in no one's land. All it can do is slowly consume its energy. Damn Tianyin Sect!"
"The remnants of the Tianyin Sect are nothing to worry about. It's just that this statue and those abyss monsters are too difficult to deal with. Only by dealing with them can this battle be resolved. - Everyone, please think of a solution quickly."
Everyone is worried. The battle has been going on for a long time, but it has not been resolved.
"Maybe..., I have a way!"
Yang Ji was silent for a long time and then suddenly spoke. With one sentence, he immediately attracted everyone's attention.
"Who is talking?"
"They seem to be from the Iron Crown Sect!"
"If you have any idea at this time, just say it!"
Everyone said one after another.
Clang!
Yang Ji's sword popped out and struck the dark statue's heel. Then his robe swayed and he quickly stepped back.
"Didn't you notice? Although this statue has eyes, ears, mouth and nose, it doesn't even look at it when attacking. Don't you find this strange?"
Yang Jihong said.
Tongyi, Beishan, and the Iron Sword Sect didn't pay much attention to what Yang Ji said, but when they heard what he said, their hearts moved. Looking back carefully, when the statue actually attacked, they knew their opponent was there without even looking at it.
where.
When a "warrior" fights, he must face the opponent. There has never been a situation where a "warrior" fights with his back turned. But this statue seems to have no such restrictions at all.
"Iron Crown Sect, what exactly do you want to say?"
Tan Yuanzhuan, the "eldest brother" of the Tongyi Sect, stepped back, looked at Yang Ji and said in a deep voice.
"Boom!"
As if he knew what Yang Ji was talking about, a huge palm rolled up with a mighty wind and hit him with the force of a mountain. Seeing this scene, Yang Ji became more and more sure of his suspicion.
"Whoosh!"
Yang Ji's figure swayed, his body was as flexible as a giant python, and he made a sliding jump. He immediately jumped out of the attack range of the dark statue.
Although the Dark Statue is powerful, its natural size and structure limit its flexibility. In this regard, this statue is far less flexible and sensitive than Yang Jilai.
Yang Ji lowered his body to the ground, jumped several feet without stopping, and made several more leaps to widen the distance.
"Roar!"
The dark statue that was seven or eight people tall in front of him strode towards Yang Ji with a cold expression. A famous disciple of the sect roared and blocked him one after another.
"What exactly did you find? Tell me now!"
Everyone also felt something strange about the statue.
"The statue is a dead thing and has no life at all. The reason why it can move is entirely because the energy condensed by the power of faith destroys it. But being able to move is one thing. Knowing how to attack is another. Behind this statue
, there must be someone else controlling it!"
Yang Ji spoke out all his conjectures.
Not even gods can have the ability to "give life". Yang Ji never believes that in a battle of this level, a strong person who can give life will appear. That is just a myth.
The Dark Statue can kill so many people, there must be someone controlling it from behind.
boom!
As soon as Yang Ji said this, everyone was shocked. The senior brother of the Tongyi Sect "Tan Yuan Chuan" couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
Bystanders were confused by those who entered the game. They only paid attention to how to deal with this huge dark statue, but never paid attention to these details.
"That's right! This statue's attack is so weird. Someone is definitely controlling him!"
Tan Yuanchuan glanced at Yang Ji, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Before this, he had no impression of Yang Ji, except that he was the person who followed Chen Shien. However, just these words left a deep impression on everyone present.
"If someone is really controlling the statue, then his location is definitely not far from here. But...where is it?"
Tan Yuanchuan's eyes subconsciously glanced around. Like him, there were disciples from other sects. After the fierce battle, everyone began to look around with subtle eyes.
"ah!--"
Suddenly, a burst of screams could be heard. Normally, no one would pay attention in such a chaotic battlefield. But this time, it suddenly attracted everyone's attention.
As far as the eye could see, only dust and smoke were seen. A Blood Furnace Realm disciple panicked and was unprepared to be pulled down by a powerful force and disappeared underground.
"Right there!"
An idea flashed through his mind, and "Tan Yuanzhuan" looked cold. Without thinking, he put aside the dark statue and shot out fiercely. Others also shot out "big brothers" from several other sects.
"Come out!"
The bodies of several people were full of blood, and the torrent was rolling, and they simultaneously got into the collapsed underground passage.
"boom!"
The next moment, a terrifying force suddenly burst out from the ground. With a roar, the billowing dust rose more than ten feet high. Amidst the screams, Tan Yuanzhuan and others flew away upside down.
Immediately afterwards, a powerful figure emerged from the underground passage.
"It's him!"
Yang Ji was shocked and recognized this person at a glance as the mysterious strong man who killed "Wang Ziru" and others in the underground hall.
The sky was already bright, and this was the first time Yang Ji could see his appearance clearly.
This man was wearing black cloth, and his billowing blood was so dense that it was wrapped like a steel plate, forcing all the dust out, and not a single particle could get close.
What made Yang Ji most fearful was the cold, death-like aura on his body and his menacing and sharp eyes.
He just stood there and immediately gave people the feeling that a demon god has come to the world, a tiger has entered the flock of sheep, and he is invincible!
"Ignore that dark statue, let's join forces and kill him!"
The senior brother of the Beishan Sect, "Luo Yong", shouted sharply, and without thinking, he shot out electricity. At the same time, his Dantian was shaken, there was a roar, the void was distorted, endless blood burst out from his body, and a huge statue loomed in the void.
Shadows of mountains.
The martial arts of the Beishan sect are powerful and solemn, and the martial arts of "Luo Yong" are also of the same origin. He is narrow-minded, but his martial arts is really without any tricks.
When this palm was released, the void roared and was extremely heavy, as if a huge mountain had violently hit it, showing the strength of "Little Zhou Tian" level.
However, Luo Yong was quick to strike, and the master from the Tianyin Sect was quicker to strike.
"Whoosh!"
No one saw how he took action. They just felt a flash of light and shadow in the void and a bang. Before Luo Yong could react, he was severely knocked away by a palm.
"stop!"
A strong gust of wind flew quickly past Yang Ji.
"Brother!"
Yang Ji was shocked and stretched out his hand to catch Chen Shien, but it was already too late.
"boom!"
With a loud noise as dull as thunder, Chen Shien's body trembled, he was punched on the chest, and flew out violently. In front of this master of the Tianyin Sect, everyone's movements almost seemed to be "half a beat" slower.
.
No one can hurt him in the slightest!
"You all must die!"
The man in black stared at everyone with his icy eyes, without any fluctuation, and his slightly jerky and stiff voice was like some kind of death declaration, which made everyone feel chilly.
