"You're crazy, we're here to help you! You're doing it to us!"

At this time, Vader was like a bird in a cage, no matter what he said, he couldn't break through the cage.

Now his only chance is to use words to provoke São Paulo, hoping that St. Paul will find out his conscience and spare him once.

For him, losing his body with immortal power is no different from dying.

First of all, he would never dare to go back to hell after losing his immortal power, where he was notorious and had many enemies, as long as he dared to go back, there was only one way to die.

Secondly, even if they don't go back to hell, neither St. Paul nor the infidels will let them go.

Vader saw what happened to the infidel in the hands of the infidel, and Dick was the best example of this. Dick is like this, life is better than death.

Therefore, he absolutely cannot tolerate the loss of this immortal body, as long as he loses this power, it is equivalent to losing everything, no different from a wasted person. Besides, since São Paulo dared to do something to him, he would definitely not let him go.

"Why can't I do it to you?" St. Paul stood beside the magic array, his eyes were red, he gritted his teeth, wiped the blood that overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and said.

"We're here to help you, and you're going to get revenge!" When a person is in danger, he will do everything to survive.

Therefore, Vader actually wanted to stand on the moral high ground and let St. Paul let him go.

When St. Paul heard this, he was also stunned.

He didn't think Vader had a point, he was just a little surprised, how Vader could say this.

"Are there any morals for people like us?" With a single word, São Paulo shut up Vader.

Yes, when they are strong, morality is garbage in their eyes, a shackle that binds them; But now when they become weak, they are trying to use morality to profit themselves.

For them, morality is just a tool.

"Don't talk to me so much, be quiet." St. Paul said softly, then took a deep breath, stood beside the magic circle, and closed his eyes.

His magician level was only about a first-order angel, which was three realms worse than the old Pope, which was equivalent to the reincarnation mirror. If they were cultivating their own strength, St. Paul's strength, no matter how powerful the magic array was, would not be able to trap Vader.

But it's a pity that the magic cultivated in the West is not to cultivate one's own magic power, but to cultivate one's ability to communicate with that lord. The power they exert is all borrowed. As long as the magic array is strong enough, it can directly cut off the opponent's connection with the Lord.

But even so, St. Paul's health was not good, he could only hold on, with the help of the power of magic, forcibly suppressed Vader, and forced the immortal power out of his body.

The current São Paulo can only rely on the method written in the relics of the old pope to have a slight chance to complete the turnaround. Otherwise, in the face of the immortal Li Nanshan, he would have no chance of winning. At least, he had to make himself qualified to look at Li Nanshan head-on, so that he could find a way to defeat him slowly.

As for whether this immortal and immortal power can enter his body, whether it is suitable for him or not, he can only resign himself to fate.

At least he knew that if he fought a little, he would barely have a chance. If you don't fight hard, you won't have the slightest chance.

In fact, he didn't know that Vader and Dick were the gifts carefully selected for him by the cardinal in hell.

If St. Paul had not done anything to these two, I am afraid that the cardinal who had secretly helped him would have been disappointed.

Finally, under the effect of this magic array, a red light was forced out of Vader's body. This red light was about to go straight to the sky, when a formation suddenly appeared, directly covering the red light.

St. Paul was stunned for a moment and looked not far away.

In the night breeze, I saw a blind man standing on the side, grinning and saying, "Mr. Pope, you are a little careless! You said that Li Nanshan and the Dragon Emperor would rush over when they saw this light."

St. Paul looked at Yuan Chunfeng, who suddenly appeared to help him, bowed slightly and said, "Thank you, Mr. Yuan."

For this mysterious Mr. Yuan, São Paulo is full of defense, he is like the wind, mysterious and powerful.

"You're welcome, hurry up, my formation won't last long."

St. Paul is not polite, although he is a little wary of this Yuan Chunfeng, but if this immortal power has nothing to do with him, then it is useless for him to rob it; If it is his own, this Yuan Chunfeng can't take it away from him.

I saw this red pillar of light rising into the sky, but at this time, the red pillar of light was covered with a layer of night, and from a distance, there was no problem here.

And in this red pillar of light, there was also a red power that shone like a diamond, and these forces gathered together and turned into a bat that was always blood-red.

Although this bat is small, its eyes are gloomy, its claws are sharp, and the corners of its mouth even have long, curved teeth, and it is a bloodthirsty little guy at a glance.

"It's out!" São Paulo said with a long sigh with a smile on his face.

His eyes sparkled as he looked at the bats dancing in the red pillars of light.

At this time, Vader's face was pale, and he lay on the ground like an extremely tired man.

St. Paul ignored him, looking at the scattered pillar of red light, his eyes burning at the bat hanging in the air.

After the bat came out, it first looked at Vader, who was paralyzed on the ground, and a look of disgust appeared in his red eyes the size of mung beans, and then looked at Yuan Chunfeng.

Seeing this scene, St. Paul's heart suddenly tightened, he knew that this immortal and immortal power could be forcibly fused into the body, or it could be voluntarily integrated. Now in São Paulo, naturally no one will help him forcibly integrate the power of immortality, all this can only depend on luck.

Fortunately, the bat just glanced at Yuan Chunfeng, then shook his head, his eyes fell on St. Paul's body, and he went directly into Sao Paul's body.

St. Paul suddenly felt that he was full of power, and although this power could not be used against the enemy, as long as this power existed, he had enough time to improve himself.

Yuan Chunfeng sensed all this, could only sigh, and then left.

He came here to try his luck. As for helping São Paulo, it's a gesture.

St. Paul glanced at Verde, who was limp on the ground, smirked, and walked slowly towards him.

The formation dispersed, and the magic array also disappeared, and Li Nanshan and Brother Zheng felt the fluctuation of this immortal and immortal power. The two of them and Hasselblad hurried over, only to see Vader who had his hands and feet cut off at this time and Dick...... And also...... Dick with a sad and frightened face not far away!