Chapter 800: Break the illusion (1)

In the four weeks, Pope Dan was lost again.
"Humph!"
Liu Yan snorted coldly, and then pinched out a thunder urn with both hands.
"Now!"
Crackling...
The Lei Lu burst open, and suddenly, a shadowy corner followed by thunder.
Crackling...
Crackling...
It was Pope Pill that was shrouded in the thunder light.
Before, when Liu Yan spoke, he had already quietly released a thunder pan, and when Pope Pill was surprised, he suddenly attached it to his robe.
No hesitation!
Liu Yan's figure flashed, and he flew in front of Pope Dan in an instant, and the purple star in his hand quickly pierced out.
Puff!
The sharp blade pierced Pope Dan's chest instantly.
"what……"
Pope Dan let out a screaming scream, his whole body twisted crazily, and it turned into a large number of vampire bats in the blink of an eye, flying away.
But in place, still left a pool of fishy blood.
"Netherworld Soul Devouring Banner, swallow me!"
Liu Yan's eyes sank.
The ghosts in the Nether Soul Eater streamed out suddenly, swallowing the vampire bats flying away.
Simultaneously!
Liu Yan also sacrificed Mo Xie sword.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Gan dragged the sword of Mo Xie with its light tail, and slashed towards the flying vampire bat at a rapid speed.
Puff puff...
The vampire bats were struck by the sword light, and instantly they were cut in half and fell from the air.
But after all the vampire bats died, there was still no Pope Dan.
"Hehehe... Orientals, do you think this can kill me?"
Pope Dan's voice sounded again, even with a little joking.
The corner of Liu Yan's mouth was slightly pursed with a faint smile.
With fingers pinched, Lei Lu reappeared.
"Now!"
Crackling...
The Lei Lu burst open, and suddenly, a dark place once again thundered.
"what?"
The figure of Pope Dan appeared again.
Liu Yan didn't even think about it, a flash of thunder flashed, and he appeared directly in front of Pope Dan, his right hand suddenly squeezed, and the thunder light on his fist.
"Lei Beng!"
Boom!
Crackling...
Crackling...
A punch, like a million thunder and collapse.
The power of violent thunder instantly enveloped a space in front of him.
puff……
Pope Pill spouted a mouthful of blood, and the whole person flew out, and slammed into a thick temple pillar. The pillar was cracked and a lot of rubble fell from above.
Pope Dan, who fell to the ground, sat up with a look of disbelief.
"How is it possible? You can actually find my hiding place twice?"
"Do not."
Liu Yan walked towards Pope Dan step by step, and shook his head slightly.
"I only left you with a thunder urn for tracking, but that thunder urn is enough for me to spot you ten times."
"No matter how good your breath is, I can find you."
"And you, want to dispel the thunder urn, it is impossible to do it in less than an hour."
While speaking, Liu Yan had already reached two feet in front of Pope Dan.
Pope Dan had a sullen face.
"Oriental people, you are not the emperor of Brahma at all. Even if you have the golden bible and golden scepter left by Lord St. Peter, there will be no me supporting you as the pope."
"You are not worthy at all!"
Pope Dan panted hard and stared at Liu Yan coldly.
Liu Yan shook his head slightly.
"Originally, I came here just to see what Peter left behind. By the way, I warn you, don't take any action against the Jinsen family. I have no interest in what you call the position of the Pope."
"But now it seems that I killed you, and it is safer."
Liu Yan raised his hand and pointed it at the Pope Dan on the ground.
In the palm of his hand, Lei Guang made a masterpiece, and his energy gathered.
"Lei Beng!"
Boom!
Crackling...
Crackling...
Even in the palm of his hand, it urged the terrible Thunder Beng power, and instantly rushed to the Pope Pill sitting on the ground, completely submerging it.
The destructive power destroyed the huge pillar in the blink of an eye.
The thunder continued to rush forward.
but!
After Liu Yan's Lei Beng power dissipated, the body of Pope Dan was not found.
Instead, on the golden throne not far away, the blood gathered and re-condensed into a Pope Pill, sitting on it with ease, without even a single injury.
"Huh! Human monk from the East."
Pope Dan on the golden throne spoke slowly, his voice full of majesty and nobility.
The image of the old man is completely different.
"Do you really think that with your strength, you can declare war on God?"
"I, Dan Klester, are a true god!"
"And you are just a mortal."
"A mere mortal like an ant is also trying to challenge the true god. You are no longer overpowering, but purely seeking death."
Liu Yan frowned slightly.
Fighting with this Pope Dan, he almost felt like a punch on the cotton.
I obviously tried hard, but it didn't work.
This feeling is very uncomfortable.
Not comfortable at all.
and……
I always feel that the current Pope Pill is totally different from the previous Pope Pill.
No matter the way of speaking and the tone of voice, it is different.
"It seems that you are the real Pope Dan. The old man just now is just your stand-in."
Liu Yan narrowed his eyes slightly.
Pope Dan, sitting on the golden throne, was covered in the majestic Pope's robe, with a golden helmet on his head, exactly the same as what Liu Yan had seen when he first entered.
The pope's robe and golden helmet that had fallen on the ground before were still placed on the ground at this moment.
This is enough to show that the two are not the same person.
"Right or wrong, there is no difference for a dying person."
Pope Dan's voice is full of majesty, but also full of disregard for life.
At this moment, he saw his right hand slightly lifted, and with a light wave in the void, a strange blood mist suddenly wriggled beside him.
Liu Yan narrowed his eyes slightly.
Vaguely, he saw bizarre energy fluctuations appearing and converging towards the blood mist.
For a moment, the thin old man before was actually condensed.
The old man knelt on the ground respectfully.
"Honorable master, the old slave has put you to shame. Please master to punish you and let the old slave fall to forever."
Pope Dan didn't look at the old man, but said faintly: "Faced with a monk from an ancient Eastern country, it is not surprising that you lose, and I will not blame you."
"but!"
"Your previous performance, I am really disappointed today."
"This is a punishment for you!"
Pope Dan's right hand was held in the air, and the old man suddenly showed an extremely uncomfortable expression. The whole thin body seemed to be squeezed by something invisible.
"Thanks... thank you Master for the punishment!"
boom!
The old man finished speaking in pain, his entire body was instantly squeezed, leaving only a pool of dirty, fishy blood and broken bones.
And then, Pope Dan brought the old man back to life again.
The old man retired respectfully and stood aside.
"Oriental."
Pope Dan looked at Liu Yan, and his blood-red eyes revealed endless indifference.
"You have two options now."
"First, surrender to me. I will grant you immortal life in the name of God."
"Second, refuse to surrender. In the name of God, I will let you fall into forever, dance with demons, and taste the suffering of forever."
Rumble...
The entire papal hall suddenly shook violently. The ground made of exquisite jade, lava with fiery flames constantly emerged, and some monsters with teeth and claws crawled out of it, showing greedy eyes, staring at Liu. Words.
The entire papal hall was filled with an extremely uncomfortable and strange atmosphere.
It's like being in hell.
"Oriental, tell me your choice."
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