Be quiet.

The scene was surprisingly quiet.

Everyone present stared at Zhou Chen with calm and concentrated concentration, Shika's face was full of worry, and a group of old lamas had begun to chant Buddhist scriptures to pray for Zhou Chen. Jiang Zhikun and the others were also nervous, and their eyes never left Zhou Chen; On the contrary, the Pope looked indifferent, without the slightest nervousness, and seemed to believe that Zhou Chen could easily break the seal. And the little lama's face was solemn, and no one could guess what he was thinking.

Cultivation has already reached the realm of leaving the soul, and it is very easy for the soul to leave the body.

The soul slowly departed from the body and drifted towards the seal in front of it; Zhou Chen began to get nervous, it was impossible for him not to be nervous, he had seen the power of the seal with his own eyes; The so-called fact that his soul can easily break through the seal is only what the Pope said, and it is impossible to determine at all.

The soul floated in front of the seal, and Zhou Chen was undecided.

Rush?

Or not rushing?

It's a matter of life.

At this time, naturally you can't back down.

Zhou Chen was ruthless, and his soul drifted towards the seal.

Near.

Keep getting closer.

Finally, the soul touched the seal, and Zhou Chen became even more nervous; But in the next second, his nervous mood was completely relaxed, and his soul had crossed the seal, and he had not encountered any obstacles; The moment he crossed the seal, Zhou Chen seemed to break through a thin layer of water vapor, and he felt that his soul was wet—this was the only feeling. After that, Zhou Chen clearly saw that the seal around the stone pillar had disappeared. And at this moment, Zhou Chen felt a tingling pain in his soul, as if he had been pricked by a needle. Suddenly, Zhou Chen felt that many things were constantly fusing into his soul.

Fusion.

Constant convergence.

There are countless things that have been integrated into the soul, and Zhou Chen seems to feel that the soul is about to be burst; He tried his best to resist, but he couldn't resist it, it seemed that it was a part of his soul, but now that the thing has returned to its original owner, it can't be resisted.

"Ah......h

That kind of pain was no longer within Zhou Chen's tolerance, he was already a person with great endurance, but now he couldn't bear this pain at all, as if his entire soul was about to crack. He wanted to scream, but he couldn't make any sound.

"King."

Outside the seal, looking at Zhou Chen's soul seemed to be in unbearable pain, experiencing cruel torment, Shika's face was full of anger and shouted; Turning his head suddenly, his fierce gaze stared coldly at the Pope, Hika moved, and in an instant he was in front of the Pope, his magic power was running all over his body, his fists were clenched, and he struck angrily at the Pope's chest. The moment Shika moved, the Pope reacted, but he never thought that Shika's speed was so fast and his cultivation was so high, he was afraid that he had surpassed Zhou Chen.

How can it be?

How could such a powerful master be willing to tend to be under Zhou Chen?

But at this time, the Pope was no longer allowed to think about it, and it was impossible to recite the scriptures to get the power of the main god, so the Pope hurriedly used his internal strength and blasted out a palm to resist Shika's fierce and domineering fist.

"Boom"

Fists and palms facing each other.

The Pope only felt a strong force rushing towards him, and a trace of surprise appeared on his elegant face, and the whole person had been blasted out and flew away. The Pope gritted his teeth and spun in the air before barely landing on the ground. When the congregation of the Holy See saw that the Pope had been attacked, they reacted immediately and immediately flipped through the scriptures. But where would Shika give them the opportunity to recite the scriptures and get the power of the main god, the figure was as fast as lightning, and his fists rose and fell, and in a few moments, he knocked a group of disciples of the Holy See of Light to the ground. At this moment, the Pope had bought time to recite the scriptures; Suddenly, his whole body shone with silver light, and his body, which had been seriously injured by Shika, also recovered quickly.

Shika's face was full of hideousness, and he roared angrily, and ran towards the Pope, shouting: "Dare to attack my king, I will kill you." ”

Looking at Shika who was rushing to kill, the Pope's face was expressionless, his strength and speed were completely different from just now, full of power, and he was not inferior to Shika who had taken CHP001. The more the two fought, the more powerless Shika became, and soon he was in decline.

Jiang Zhikun and the others, who watched the battle, were completely shocked by the profound cultivation of the two.

It's a battle between the gods!

They didn't dare to rush forward at all, and it was estimated that they couldn't even resist the opponent's move and were killed.

"It's terrifying, I didn't expect the servants around Zhou Yun to be so good, and the Pope of the Bright Sect is really terrifying." Jiang Zhikun was surprised in his heart and couldn't help but say.

"I've never seen such a powerful master, even the cultivation of the Qi envoy is probably not as good as theirs! How could there be such a strong person in the world? Chu Longyin was also shocked and said in a low voice.

The battle scene was so intense, but the little lama didn't even look at it, his eyes kept staring at Zhou Chen's soul. Seeing that Zhou Chen's soul was going through this cruel torment, he did not show the slightest concern, but instead showed solemnity and murderous intent on his face.

"Boom"

At this moment, the Pope's strong palm slammed into Hika's chest, and Hika's whole person was blasted out, falling heavily to the ground, spurting out a mouthful of blood violently, and staring at the Pope fiercely, eager to cut this bastard who framed Zhou Chen with a thousand knives.

"It's okay to receive the Holy Eye's Divine Light Split, your body is really terrifying, what kind of person are you?"

"I am your ancestor."

Shika roared, using his hands and feet together, and the whole person rose into the air and ran towards the Pope again.

"Boom"

"Boom"

The two fought fiercely, hitting each other non-stop.

Pain.

It hurts.

The pain is unbearable.

Long.

The thing that melted into the soul was finally gone.

Zhou Chen's soul automatically returned to his body, and his body moved.

"Ah......h

The soul returned to its place, and the unbearable pain still did not disappear, Zhou Chen raised his head to the sky and roared, using a roar to relieve the pain in his body. Hearing Zhou Chen's roar, everyone hurriedly looked back at Zhou Chen, and Shika, who was fighting fiercely with the Pope, was also attracted, no longer fighting with the Pope, and dragged his seriously injured body to Zhou Chen quickly, but just wanted to go over, but was grabbed by the little lama, and the little lama said coldly: "Don't go over, he is very dangerous." ”

"Danger? What do you mean? Hika asked with a puzzled face, then turned to look at the Pope, and asked viciously, "What have you done to the king?" ”

"What can I do? He just got some memories that should have belonged to him. The Pope smiled and said lightly.

And a long time passed.

The stinging pain in Zhou Chen's soul seemed to disappear, the sound of the long whistle disappeared, and his head slowly fell, but it seemed that his mind did not seem to be awake. Staring at the drop of divine water directly above the stone pillar, he walked up slowly.

Walking to the stone pillar, Zhou Chen stopped.

He made a move that shocked almost everyone.

He stretched out his hand, grabbed the drop of divine water suspended in mid-air, and swallowed it in his mouth.

Looking at this scene, the corners of the Pope's mouth flashed into a triumphant smile.