As if sensing Qin Yan's killing intent, a misty halo suddenly appeared on the statue, forming a guardian enchantment, enveloping its entire body.

Qin Yan immediately tasted it, and the taste of this enchantment was the aura of power that had been suppressing him just now. Okay, when the enemy meets, he is very red-eyed, how can there be any reason to hesitate, no matter what bullshit he is, cut it first!

With a wave of Qin Yan's long sword, he slashed at the two feet of the idol. Under the dim canopy, a sharp sword cut a path of light through the clouds, and slammed into the idol barrier, the sound of which was deafening.

The enchantment that carried the thoughts and beliefs of tens of thousands of ghosts was really solid, and even this almost powerful sword qi could not break through a gap, but instead produced a huge recoil force, which wanted to break his waist pole from it.

Qin Yan snorted coldly, waved his wrist, and the sword qi around his body suddenly reversed, pointing from the sky to the earth, and the cold light soared, causing his body to finally unload the downward trend. He stood in mid-air, countless sword qi around him trembling at the same time, and the steaming cold mist enveloped his figure. He stared at the golden jade statue faintly displayed behind the enchantment, and the long sword in his hand glowed with crystal ice light, which also carried the thoughts rolling in his heart-

Be sure to split it!

The four-zhang tall idol shook violently, causing the earth's leylines to tremble, and a roar that pierced the eardrums spread in an instant, causing the entire array of creatures to fall into panic.

The hazy curtain of light that shrouded the idol turned into a ghostly light, leaving no trace in the rainstorm. The divine power barrier that tens of thousands of believers have built over the course of a hundred years has been broken!

After this sword was struck, Qin Yan also lost his mind for a moment under the impact of the huge shock, and when he came back to his senses, he found that he was falling backwards to the ground, and his entire right arm was numb. The sword in his hand had been severed from the middle, leaving a jagged gap.

He slammed his backhand to the ground, leaped into the air, rushed into the idol's palm, and then jumped onto the idol's shoulder, let out a fierce roar, and kicked at the huge head the size of a house!

The methods of revenge that I came up with earlier are too troublesome, and Young Master Ben has decided to kick your head directly!

"Boom—" After a landslide-like explosion, the idol's head cracked open from its neck under the impact of unparalleled force, shattering into large and small stones, and falling feebly into the dust.

Faintly, Qin Yan seemed to hear a terrible cry of dying struggle. But he didn't have time to think about it, because the furious blow had exhausted his physical strength, and he didn't even have the strength to stand now, and he fell off the shoulder of the idol, and the fragments of the idol's head fell to the ground along with the skull of the follower.

By this time, the lights on the sixty-two altars had all been extinguished, the sun in the eastern sky was obscured by clouds, and the whole square was plunged into a gloomy shadow, and all the flames that symbolized the power of the gods were gone. The ghosts around the square suddenly lost their restraints, stood up one by one in surprise, and were frightened by this strange celestial phenomenon, and fled in all directions in panic.

This scene is a metaphor for the fall of a god.

Qin Yan took a few breaths, barely bothered to stand up, looked at the chaotic scene of ghosts scurrying around him, and listened to the rumbling sound in the dark thick clouds that seemed to be close at hand overhead, and didn't know what to do for a while.

The thick clouds were getting closer and closer to the ground, as if the sky had fallen, and in the face of this incomparably spectacular and terrifying scene, even if Qin Yan was extremely ambitious, he couldn't help but feel a burst of panic. In front of the great power of heaven and earth, what can he do as an ant-like mortal?

He could only watch as the dark clouds churning overhead rushed down, enveloping himself, and then he was in a trance, as if he had been dragged out of the water by an invisible force, and then he woke up from a big dream, and when he opened his eyes again, he found that he was already in a pile of rubble, and the fiery power came from all directions, scorching his body.

This is...... It's back in the Flame Hell!

He hurriedly used his true qi to protect himself, looked around, and saw a familiar silver-armored figure not far behind him, as if he had just woken up from a big dream, and slowly opened his eyes.

When Jiang Moyu saw Qin Yan, he was slightly stunned at first, then his face showed surprise, and he opened his mouth to ask, "Your Excellency destroyed the center of the formation?"

Qin Yan thought of the scene when he killed Yu Hanyan and the others just now, and a wave of anger rose in his heart, and he said coldly: "If you hadn't kicked that stone indiscriminately, how could I have been so idle to fight with others!" The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he couldn't help kicking a rock and smashing it, and the shattered fragments shot towards Jiang Moyu.

Jiang Moyu dodged away from the stones, and said suspiciously: "I remember that there is a giant god in the formation, even if I join forces with Heisha, I don't dare to fight with him, I can only use a plan to trap and kill the monster who presided over the formation, and then take advantage of the chaos to escape." Your Excellency is alone, and you can kill that giant god?"

Qin Yan said coldly: "Since I can kill the Ice and Snow Empress, and kill a mere Mao God, what's so strange!" The ghost knows what's wrong with that statue, anyway, when Young Master Ben cut it, he didn't see it in his hands, how could you say it so powerfully.

Jiang Moyu looked around for a moment, then turned around to look at him, and his words revealed a look of awe: "The big array is indeed completely destroyed. No matter what means your Excellency used, you were able to kill all the two gods in the Ice and Fire Hell, and this kind of powerful luck was enough to go down in the annals of the worldly dynasty......!

"Shut up! Since you miss Heisha so much, just commit suicide and follow him, Shao Ben will get in the way in front of Young Master Ben!" Qin Yan scolded this, no longer caring about him, jumped out of the pile of rocks in a few steps, and strode forward.

Jiang Moyu was silent in place for a moment, then quickened his pace to catch up, walked side by side with Qin Yan, looked at his face, and said, "Your Excellency's eyebrows are amazingly murderous, did you experience something bad in the formation just now, and as a result, your anger turned on me?"

This guy's insight is really keen! Qin Yan glanced at him and said lightly: "Yes, this young master is angry with you. What, do you have an opinion?"

Jiang Moyu shook his head, looked at Qin Yan, and suddenly grinned: "Your Excellency, your dress is really out of grace, if you return to the Holy Gate, I am afraid that you will be made fun of, why don't I borrow you a piece of clothing to wear?"

Previously, Qin Yan had a big battle with the equatorians, nearly half of the long hair on his head was burned, half of his body was burned black, his clothes were almost completely destroyed, his whole body was almost naked, only a pair of tattered shorts barely covered the important parts, and there were still large patches of blood on his body, which was indeed extremely embarrassing.

However, he was angry now, and indifferently rejected Jiang Moyu's kindness: "No need, I can't get used to wearing a hundred-year-old cultural relics." ”

Jiang Moyu smiled nonchalantly: "Then, I'll go and grab one for Your Excellency in a while." ”

Qin Yan glanced at him in surprise. He replied lightly, "Thank you very much." ”