With the sound of 'snort', he was already covered with blood marks on his body, and he was injured by Cheng Chen's golden sword qi. The Pope couldn't help but be furious, and slashed out dozens of swords as quickly as a continuous wind, easily forcing Cheng Chen back and draining the attacking sword qi.

But Cheng Chen also scolded loudly over there: "Pope, just arrest it, with your ability, you can have a place in the Divine City, I can take care As long as you surrender, our city lord is absolutely not to blame for the past, if you are still stubborn, don't blame me for being ruthless." He saw that the Pope's ability was very good, so he wanted to solicit it.

When the Pope heard this, his heart moved, but there was a pain in his left arm, and it seemed that he had been hit hard, and his whole clothes were stained red. Immediately, his anger increased greatly, and he shouted, "Holy Light Technique." Out of thin air, a ray of light landed on his wound, the bleeding wound stopped, and it healed on its own, and the Pope continued to cry out without stopping.

"Holy Spirit blessed!"

The Pope's muscles began to swell, feeling that his strength was almost endless, supported by the power of the Holy Spirit in his body, his Holy Spirit Sword made a loud 'whirring' sound, and it could be seen that his Holy Spirit Sword was shrouded in a cone-shaped air cover, after each thrust, the Holy Spirit power erupted to produce a fist-sized sound, and the cone-shaped air pillar made a 'swishing' sound of breaking the air, shooting out in all directions.

The power of these qi pillars was too great, and the nearby law enforcement regiment used their fists and weapons to send out their fighting spirit with all their strength, trying to disperse these qi, but the weaker ones among them were beaten to a muffled snort, and they fell out of the sky, and these warriors knew how powerful the Pope's ability was now, and how terrifying his power was under the blessing of the power of the Holy Spirit.

Under the threat of the energy of the religion, the besieged people around helplessly retreated a dozen more steps, and Cheng Chen gradually felt a little uncomfortable, his fighting spirit was gradually suppressed by the power of the Holy Spirit of the Pope, and the Pope's sword momentum became faster and faster, the density of the energy became larger and larger, and the power of the Holy Spirit continued to wanton, Cheng Chen opened his innate ability and the writing wheel eye, with the cooperation of the two, the dynamic vision of the writing wheel eye can catch the Pope's attack trajectory, but it may not be able to chop it off if it can be seen, Therefore, he must use his maximum speed to ensure that he is not killed by the Pope's stabbing blows.

At the same time, Cheng Chen also discovered a terrible thing, that is, his fighting spirit was shining under the light of his Holy Spirit, and his speed was getting slower and slower. He felt that he might need to work hard, he gradually carried enough fighting energy in his body, and once again forced his long sword to emit a golden brilliance, and the fighting energy was also driven by his will, breaking free from the suppression of the power of the Holy Spirit and running wildly, under the urging of the powerful fighting energy, his long sword was a golden one, covered with countless feet long, the thickness of a goose egg sharp edge.

With a snort, Cheng Chen's fighting spirit, which was furious, exploded to a realm that he couldn't even understand, and the power of his thrust also exceeded the Pope's judgment, and the Pope's two legs were just shrouded in the suddenly expanding golden sword qi. The blood flashed out, and the Pope's left foot was pierced by Cheng Chen's sword, but his right leg was because of the sword he cleaved, which made his body fly two feet higher, so he was lucky to dodge.

The Pope let out a terrible scream, and the pain of his entire left calf being shattered was something that not everyone could bear. And after Cheng Chen saw the blood light, he had already instinctively swept out with a sword, sweeping towards the suddenly clear figure that was gradually descending in the air, all of which appeared in his mind, and then he urged all the fighting energy in his body into the long sword in his hand, and there was no trace of it into the long sword. The sword in his hand seemed to be made of gold, and the blinding golden light flickered, and a hurricane emanated from the sword, like a thick golden pillar, and rolled towards the Pope, wounding him.

But just when the old strength of the fighting spirit in Cheng Chen's body was exhausted and the new power was not born, a milky white spear stabbed at Cheng Chen, Cheng Chen's heart moved, and the power of thought instantly arranged a defense in front of his body, and then with a loud bang, the power of thought firmly blocked the spear of the Pope's judgment.

"Holy Light Technique!" The Pope had the ability to heal his wounds, he looked at Cheng Chen's eyes full of jealousy, he had used the power of the Holy Spirit and the blessing of the Holy Light, but he didn't get any benefits from him, and he also stole chickens and rice, looked at his injured body, and had a new plan in his heart.

The Pope endured the pain, knowing that the tide was now over, that he could not turn over, that life was still important, and that life was still important, and began to pray in his heart: "God says that if there is light, there will be light, and the holy light will shine in the world." A dazzling white light erupted from the Pope's chest, stabbing them unable to open their eyes.

"If you want to go, have you asked me?" Although his eyes were closed, his perception of Cheng Chen was not affected in any way, his mental power could be like his eyes, and when he discovered the Pope's abnormal behavior, he knew his intentions, and instantly arranged a layer of defense around the Pope to "draw the ground as a prison", and controlled him like a prison cell, the religion wanted to leave, but found that he couldn't get out at all, just like the enchantment of the pentagram, it seems that this can use the ability.

"Spear of Judgment" A spear appeared out of thin air and pierced Cheng Chen's "painting the ground as a prison", and the Pope took the opportunity to escape.

"Wings of Light!"

The Pope's wings, made of light, flew him into the sky.

"Hmph"

Cheng Chen's mind moved, and the thought power turned into an invisible awl and wanted to pierce the Pope's brain in an instant, but the God mask on the Pope's face began to emit a soft light to resist Cheng Chen's mental power, so that the Pope did not receive any damage, and this delay, the Pope had come to a height of 100 meters.

Cheng Chen's face was not good-looking, he didn't expect that his mask had the ability to isolate his telekinetic power, the long sword in his hand trembled, and then the long sword shot out like a rocket, and under Cheng Chen's control, the long sword quickly chased after it, it seemed to be like the feeling of flying the sword in the world of Xianxia, but it was similar, Cheng Chen used the telekinetic power to control the long sword, which was inspired by Liu Jiancheng's flying knife ability.

When the Pope saw a sword flying quickly, he cursed in his heart: "Damn, it's endless." But the movements of the hands did not stop.

A sword of holy light appeared in his hand, and a sword slashed the flying sword, and then the holy light of the sword body exploded, actually suppressing Cheng Chen's mental power, making the power of the flying sword drop by half in an instant.

"It's so easy to think!" Not to be outdone, Cheng Chen increased the input of the power of reading, and suddenly the flying sword was like taking a great tonic medicine, and its power skyrocketed, and it suddenly broke through the suppression of the holy light, shattering the sword of the holy light.

Then with a "whoosh", it slashed over the Pope's shoulder and stabbed directly into the Pope's back, and the wings of holy light were instantly pierced by the flying sword, and a wisp of blood rushed out.

With a scream of "Ahhh

Cheng Chen yelled: "You can't escape." "I was ready to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but when I saw a flash of blood, a blood-colored figure chased after me, and I knew that the city lord had already arranged it, so I stopped, and I didn't plan to chase it, and then commanded the law enforcement team to arrest the remaining priests back.

"Finally escaped, a deputy city lord is not good at fighting is so powerful, I can't take advantage of the strength of the five army commanders, it is said that the ability of the city lord of the god city is even more terrifying than the five major legions, hey, I am really whimsical, or find a place to recuperate first to avoid the limelight, this time I did not complete the boss's explanation, and I also know a lot of secrets of the boss, I only have a dead end when I go back, I will find another place to develop slowly, hum, if I have enough faith power, I'm not afraid of another deputy city lord, and I'm not afraid of him even if the boss comes. ”

Suddenly, the Pope's eyes flashed with blood, and then he felt a pain in his heart, and when he looked down, three deep wounds appeared on his chest, and even the three scratches on his heart were clearly visible, and then the Pope's brain buzzed, and the power of the Holy Spirit and the wings of the Holy Spirit on his body disappeared like a tide, and then fell straight down from the sky.

"Bump"

A blood-colored mutant cat walked over gracefully, licking its little claws with its pink little tongue by the way, and then a long blood dragon appeared in front of the mutant cat, and then the mutant cat barked at the blood dragon.

"Meow!"

"Got it, it's your credit." The blood dragon actually spoke, and then the red light on the dragon's claws flashed, and I saw that the Pope's blood was stripped clean by the blood dragon, compressed into a small pill and swallowed by the little dragon, and the body grew a little longer in the blink of an eye.

"Meow"

"Okay, I'll deal with the corpse, let's go back."

"Meow!"

The blood dragon flicked its fingers, and a blood-colored flame was shot into the Pope's body like a dried corpse, and the blood-colored flame quickly burned, and between breaths, the corpse turned into powder and disappeared into the night.

"Huh! This mask is intact under the flame of my blood, it's not simple, take it back and see. ”

In the cultivation room, Jun Weiran played with the mask, and a smile gradually appeared on his face: "This mask is good, but it is not suitable for the younger sister, as for those who demonstrate, the little sister should be solved." ”

As the weather progressed, the weather grew colder and colder, and the five legions completed their mission, returning one after another, bringing back hundreds of thousands of survivors, many of whom were capable.

Winter has already come, and it is also extremely cold, which also means that the birthday of the princess of the "Divine City" Jun Weixuan is coming.