Qin Yan frowned and stared at the cross tightly. The figure above raised his head and it turned out to be his own.

At this moment, he felt dizzy, all the sounds around him disappeared, and the light became much darker. Suddenly, the sky was spinning, and his mind felt a tingling pain. When his consciousness recovered again, he found that the scene changed and he was tied to the cross.

"Um?"

Qin Yan's face changed drastically and he realized something was wrong.

Although I don't understand what's going on, I can be sure that since he looked at the figure on the cross, the current situation has happened, that is, I have been affected.

"In front of the holy artifacts of the Holy See, no matter how powerful you are, you will have no power to resist."

The Western Pope stood in place and looked in front of him. He saw Qin Yan's expression was dull and his eyes were straight, like a vegetable man, losing consciousness.

There were screams of exclamation around, with different expressions.

Duanmu Yuan turned around and said to several Tianshi: "Qin Yan's situation is not good. If there is really danger, he must be rescued no matter what."

The others nodded. As long as the madman lives, it will be a deterrent to other countries.

The Western Pope recited a mantra, and holy lights appeared on the cross behind him, followed by a raging fire, burning the figures on it.

Qin Yan took a breath of cold air, as if he was in the sea of ​​fire.

He looked around and determined his thoughts, as if his consciousness had left his body and entered the shadow on the cross, enduring endless pain and even mental breakdown.

"I'm afraid I'm still a little tender if I want to kill me."

Qin Yan hesitated for a moment and did not choose to self-destruct. After all, he could crack this kind of method.

He maintained a little calmness, and his eternal heart of Tao was not affected at all. As for the gradually blurred consciousness, it gradually stabilized. Under the sound of a dragon, he finally found a flaw.

It turns out that this cross is at work.

If you guess correctly, the Pope's cross is very special. It is an object that can affect consciousness. Once it sinks into it, it will disappear invisibly and become a walking corpse.

"Heaven and earth are not kind, and treat all things as straw dogs!"

Qin Yan's consciousness has evolved into countless thoughts through the magic of the Wanmian Jue. Each thought has its own thoughts and contains countless insights into the way of heaven. It will last forever and last forever. Even if the fire is burned, it cannot be destroyed, and even becomes indestructible, and has been sublimated.

Time was lost every minute and second, and the Pope controlled the flames and reached its peak. He himself was a little tired.

He clearly felt that the consciousness on the cross still existed.

"Damn it, even a stone should have died long ago. Why can the most vulnerable consciousness stick to it until now?"

The pope's face turned pale and his heart was shocked.

But at this moment, a crisp sound came from the cross, and a tiny crack appeared. Countless chaotic thoughts rushed out and entered Qin Yan's body.

"Haha, this time my hardship has made my heart grow a lot. Even if I encounter the inner demon disaster, I can still grasp it more."

Qin Yan regained consciousness, and his eyes were shining with splendor.

He lifted the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword and walked towards the Pope. He revealed a sharp aura on his body. He had just broken through to the early stage of God Transformation, but he actually reached the middle stage of God Transformation.

"You, why aren't you dead?"

The pope widened his eyes and couldn't believe what was happening in front of him.

He could see that Qin Yan's strength had become so much stronger, emitting dangerous fluctuations.

Qin Yan sneered repeatedly and said lightly: "Thank you for this. I helped me polish my heart and temper my will. I had some flaws in the beginning, but now I'm burning by the fire, so I can be said to be perfect."

The words fell.

He slashed out with a sword, and flames and thunder appeared. The two colors of demon red and Zhan Zi were spread all over the sky and finally fell on the pope.

The pope wanted to resist, but the sword was too sharp and directly cut off his body.

"No, no, I am the Pope of the West, and I have tens of thousands of believers. If you kill me, you will be retaliated by them."

He kept begging for mercy, his eyes flashing with fear.

Qin Yan ignored it, waved his sword again, chopping off the other party's head.

The Pope is dead!!!

In fact, this guy's true strength is not as strong as Xiao Baizhan, but because of that cross, he seems very powerful. As long as he cracks it, he becomes a missionary who can be slaughtered.

Everyone in the Western Holy See rushed towards Qin Yan as if they were crazy.

"Win?"

The four major families in China couldn't believe everything they saw. They thought Qin Yan was passive, but they never expected that in just a few seconds, they turned defeat into victory and killed the Pope.

The Heavenly Master in the Capital!

A cultivator in Linjiang Province!

Several sect leaders of Kunlun Mountain!

They did not show any weakness, and took out the magic weapon in their hands and rushed towards the people of the Western Holy See, excitedly killing them.

Qin Yan narrowed his eyes and said that the masters from several countries died, and the rest were some shrimp soldiers and crab generals. Everyone from China could easily destroy the other party.

He looked at the Pope's corpse, and with one hand, a white cross floated out of the other party's body, which contained the power of faith, which looked very mysterious.

"Haha, this cannot be wasted."

Qin Yan raised his hand and a pale flame appeared, covering the cross. All the power of faith on the cross gushed out, and the pale flame instantly flourished, as if it had been replenished and became more and more prosperous.

He withdrew the flames, walked to the bronze cauldron, and sucked it into his sleeve.

at the same time!
Chapter completed!