Me, plant, fire root? ? ?

The tall and holy church is rickety.

The missions in the church, which were originally manipulated by the pope's puppet power, got out of control and looked around inexplicably in horror.

"What's going on!"

"Why were we manipulated just now!"

The brotherhood's envoys were also on the list, and one of them looked up to the outside of the church regardless of the mess around him.

Song Ji was still suspended in mid-air, Ye Zesheng and Xia Yan were wielding a long|sword each, and the other was holding a green long sword, the swords intersected and only stabbed the Pope.However, the Pope, who was forced into a corner, his robe was torn, and his five senses were lost... suddenly raised his head, also facing the outside, with a strange arc at the corner of his mouth.

The rumbling sound suddenly stopped.

The skylight that came in from the high glazed windows also disappeared.

Darkness enveloped the church.

Ye Zesheng didn't understand what happened, he took this opportunity, and was about to stab the Pope through with a knife, when there was a clang, Xia Yan suddenly blocked him with a sword!

"Zesheng! He has spiritual powers!"

Ye Zesheng was taken aback for a moment, and then his face was shocked.

It's not that he hasn't encountered spiritual powers in the past, but there are many branches in this system, and most of them are troublesome to deal with, but they are barely acceptable.

Except for one, which they have only heard of, but have not really seen - the spiritual ability that can transfer the spirit.

If you kill his current body...

The long knife in Ye Zesheng's hand trembled, he stabbed it into the ground, and suddenly raised his head to look outside!

are people.

Countless people.

They crowded the streets densely, stood full of surrounding trees and buildings, and flew in the air, surrounding the church firmly, and the brilliance of supernatural powers shone on them!

"I didn't expect you to have some knowledge!"

The voices that sounded one after another were like echoes, but they were the words spoken by these thousands of people in unison!

What a horrible scene.If he really killed the Pope's current body, he could choose one outside to transfer his spirit there!

His abilities mainly affect the spirit, and his strength will not drop too much, only his body will not be strong enough due to unrefined physique, but there are so many people, it is difficult for them to find them!If it can't be completely killed, then killing a few will be meaningless!

Not to mention, when they appeared in front of them...

"attack."

The brilliance of countless supernatural powers lit up, thousands of attacks crashed down, and the entire church was directly shattered into tens of thousands of pieces, and gravity instantly buried everyone!

Ye Zesheng and Xia Yan have been cooperating for a long time in the past three years. Without Xia Yan's instructions, they both picked up Sol who was on the ground, and the other held Song Ji who fell from the air after exhaustion.

Technique Transfer!

Ye Zesheng jumped out of the church with a few people in an instant!

Their figures flashed and reappeared behind the crowd.Those believers also turned around immediately, "Here, chase!"

The city seemed to come alive.

Everything you can see, the cross decorations on the corners of the streets, the angels carved on the walls, the statues on the fountain...

I don't know whose abilities it is, activate them all!The place where the group of people landed is murderous every step of the way!

"Is the pope... the body... taken?"

"Bring it."

The four walked forward with difficulty, Ye Zesheng took the time to answer.Although it was disgusting and tasteless, in order to avoid missing someone, he still brought it.

Damn it, I didn't expect that Gregory didn't even care about his own body anymore, he guessed they couldn't do anything!

Ye Zesheng has been fighting continuously for the past two days, consuming a lot of spiritual power, and now he is leading four people, just when he struggled to move to the entrance of the holy city, countless metal flying feathers hit him from the air, and they jumped back as hard as they could, narrowly dodging!

Song Ji looked at the believers who blocked them, and said with regret, "I remember you, Ferdinand. But your ability was not given by the Holy See, and there is no need for you to work for him!"

Ferdinand's expression changed for a moment, from hatred to respect, "Your Highness Son... what are you talking about?"

But it was only for a moment, and soon, the metal wings on his back straightened again, his eyes were empty and lifeless, "I want to leave, how can it be so easy? I want you all to stay!"

boom--!

Xia Yan was the only one who still had enough energy. He mobilized his sword formula, stood on the long sword, and rushed to the bird man in the sky.

But as soon as they stopped, more pursuers came after them!

At this moment, Saul tugged Ye Zesheng's sleeve, "Body."

Although Ye Zesheng didn't understand, he took it out.The pope lost his five senses, and Ye Zesheng did not hesitate to use vines to restrain him when he ran away.

At this time, I saw Saul groping on the Pope's chest——

not good!

He hasn't used the key yet! !

Seeing the scene on the ground through the puppet's perspective, the Pope's spirit returned to his body, and the pursuers lost control and relaxed for a moment!

This is the time!

Xia Yan threw the flying sword, tapped the sword a few times with his fingertips, countless vines branched out, and became a new long sword, all suspended in the air, aiming at every believer who approached!

Thousands of birds and all-rounders.

The Sword of Annihilation!

This sword is very quiet.The emerald green long sword pierced the bodies of believers silently, and then the plant ability shaped into the sword body was activated. Ye Zesheng put his hands on the ground, and cooperated with Xia Yan—everything grows!

That plant was originally separated by Ye Zesheng three years ago. When the ability was activated at this time, the plant immediately absorbed the surrounding spiritual power. The long sword completely absorbed it!

thump...

They all fell down, as if they had lost their souls.

Ye Zesheng looked at Xia Yan, grinning at the corner of his mouth, Xia Yan nodded to him, "It's beautifully done."

On the other hand, the pope temporarily gave up manipulating all believers, and devoted himself to recapturing the key.His spirit returned to his body, his eyes opened suddenly, and the scepter in his hand emerged!

Song Ji pulled Sol up and pushed forward with one hand:

【As long as I don't back down, no one can hurt the people behind me】

Bang!

The scepter fell.

The pope's scepter, grade B, besides its symbolic meaning, it is also a powerful offensive weapon!

After Song Ji was promoted to A-level, he no longer could only use one skill at the same time as he was when he was weak, but he could only use three kinds of abilities. Now maintaining the five senses of killing the Pope is already a leapfrog control, and the power consumption is equivalent to using it at the same time. Two, plus the one who protects Sol now, he is no longer able to protect himself!

hum-!

Several physical defense props on Song Ji's body were activated, and then shattered layer by layer under the scepter until the scepter hit him, and he spit out a big mouthful of blood!

"Christ..." Sol clutched his chest, holding the blood-stained secret key, with pain and hatred flickering in his eyes.

Christ like this will make him misunderstand that he actually likes himself... No, he has to speed up!

Thor reached out his hand into his unhealed chest, took a drop of heart blood, and placed it tremblingly on the key.

He actually knew how to break the seal.He has never had such an obsession in the past. If he can get together with Christer smoothly, he can just tell Christer. Compared with Christer, he doesn't care about these things.

But now, he regrets it.

Crist is suffering for him.Even if the memory is restored, he still protects him like this, standing in front of him...

The holy city that had calmed down once again erupted with white light, and the magic circle with complicated patterns suddenly lit up on the ground of the entire city!

"I am here in the name of Sol, and I order you, the seal is opened!"

boom--!

Rich energy surged out from the magic circle, and the whole holy city was shaken in an instant, and the churches, the Holy See temple and other buildings collapsed together!

Sol controls the direction of this force, and accurately integrates into the bodies of Christ, himself, Ye Zesheng, and Xia Yan, and puts the excess directly into the world!

The blood hole in his chest healed quickly, and the energy stuck in the great magician stage was rising steadily. Song Ji's pale face became rosy again, and the exhausted abilities in his body were replenished. Xia Yan and Ye Zesheng agreed to get a lot of benefits!

"Sword Intent·Slash!"

"Sword Intent: Autumn Harvest and Winter Storage!"

"Great devil..."

"if only……"

Taking advantage of the sufficient strength that came up, the four of them used the strongest blow without hesitation!

Cutting, cutting to the extreme, not only can cut tangible things, but also can cut invisible things.Ye Zesheng pulled the speed and strength to the extreme, just to cut off this space, cut off the spiritual thread protruding from the Pope, so that the Pope's spiritual power has nowhere to go, nowhere to escape!

The space around Pope Gregory XVII was disconnected, the withered sword intent struck, and the sulfurous breath of the devil suddenly appeared in the air, sprinkled on his whole body, and his attack ability was further deprived, and his body suddenly seemed to be dry. The centuries-old relics were reduced to ashes!

call……

The winds that regrouped the land scattered the last ashes.

The fallen believers around woke up one by one, and what was still circling in their minds was the side of the Holy Son scolding the Pope in the state of divine descent more than an hour ago.

"what happened?"

"Why did the Holy Son say that the Pope..."

"The Pope is dead!"

"What! But my ability is still..."

They fell silent.

It was clear that the Pope also said that it was because of their pious faith that he could pray for the opportunity from the gods to open up this path of practice for them.

But at this moment, their faith has been shaken, and the pope who can open the path of cultivation and make their cultivation progress has also died...

What exactly is going on?

Ye Zesheng and the others were tense for a long time, exhausted to the point of death, they all sat slumped on the ruins, quietly looked around, and smiled.

S-class Pope Gregory XVII, beheaded.