Fairy bestows immortality

After hearing what Su Yun said, the fat cultivator's confidence soared even higher, and he shouted, "They're just stones, what strength can they have? Watch me crush them!"

He activated the iron pestle, and a burst of black light erupted, unleashing the power of the magical weapon as it smashed into the stone statue's body.

However, the flowing patterns of characters on the stone statue's body were like a Vajra shield, possessing astonishing defensive capabilities, and completely withstood the power of the iron pestle.

"boom!"

The immense force of the recoil sent the fat cultivator flying backward, nearly causing him to drop the iron pestle in his hand, his tiger's mouth throbbing with pain.

"What kind of insane defense?"

The fat monk was surprised.

The eyeless white-scaled python couldn't completely withstand his full-force attack, but this stone statue could?

Su Yun slowly said, "It's probably a kind of protective technique from Buddhism that completely covers the stone statue. Attacks below the Qi Sea Realm cannot break through its defense."

After mastering the art of nourishing the spirit, he gained some understanding of the characters flowing on the surface of the stone statue, which were identical to the energy of Buddhist practices.

However, he could clearly notice that after the fat monk's full-force attack, the light on the stone statue's surface dimmed slightly.

Although it's not obvious, it has definitely dimmed!

Now he understood that he had to wait until the power of the imprint inside the stone statue was exhausted.

However, the stone statues did not give them time.

The next moment, the two stone statues sprang up, their bodies as agile as real people, and attacked the three of them.

The pressure of the Qi Sea Realm enveloped the three of them!

The three dared not be careless and immediately took action to defend themselves.

The stone staff in the statue's hand was terrifyingly powerful, containing a heavy aura, as if it contained the weight of a mountain, and it came crashing down like a weapon.

Su Yun dodged to the side.

With a bang, the stone staff slammed into the ground, instantly shattering the bricks and creating a large crater, with dirt flying everywhere.

The cold stone statues were devoid of any emotion, exuding only an astonishingly oppressive aura.

His eyes shone with golden light, like a true Buddhist guardian, and he charged forward again, wielding his stone staff!

"boom!"

Inside the cave, the fierce battle continues.

The two stone statues possess terrifying power, bearing the powerful imprint of the Qi Sea Realm. Their bodies are incredibly hard, like the Vajra Arhats of Buddhism, indestructible!

The three of them, including Su Yun, were struggling to fight back.

Fortunately, none of the three were ordinary cultivators; they possessed powerful movement techniques. Even if they couldn't withstand the powerful attacks from the two stone statues head-on, they could still dodge them.

"boom!"

"Wow!"

Inside the cave, bricks and stones broke off and scattered all over the ground, causing the ground to tremble. The power emanating from the stone statue was terrifying.

While dodging, Ding Qian'er said, "The methods they used are all Buddhist."

"Damn it, this is the first time I've ever fought something like this!"

The fat monk, covered in fat, was panting heavily and drenched in sweat.

However, they could all see that the light on the two stone statues was gradually dimming.

The marks that originally existed inside the stone statue were gradually being consumed, but they were stubbornly holding on!

In the blink of an eye, nearly twenty minutes had passed.

The statue's light had diminished considerably, becoming dull and lifeless, and it looked as if it was about to run out of luster.

However, at that moment, a loud bang was heard, and the fat cultivator was hit by the stone staff.

"Ouch!"

He was sent flying and crashed to the ground.

His clothes at the chest were ripped apart, his skin was purplish-red and blood was seeping out, and he lay on the ground in pain.

The fat monk's stamina was lacking; the long battle had taken its toll, and he was a step too slow to keep up and was struck by the statue.

"Fatty Yin!"

Su Yun's eyes narrowed.

"call out!"

He rushed forward, grabbed the fat monk's iron pestle, and clashed it with the stone staff that was being hurled at him again.

With a bang, he was thrown back, staggering more than ten steps, his hand throbbing and numb.

Looking down, the area between my thumb and forefinger was slightly white.

He had no doubt that if it were a true Qi Sea Realm cultivator, this attack would probably have ripped open his tiger's mouth, causing blood to flow freely!