It was difficult to cultivate the paladin, so the pope decided to capture Jing Ge first and then repair his mental power. So he immediately stood up, waved his staff at Jing Ge, and pressed a button on the wall next to him.

The white light sprayed towards Jing Ge. Jing Ge jumped into a pile of swords and slashed again. The sword light flashed rapidly. He held Jing Ge's sword, but it was like tofu, cut into two pieces by Jing Ge's sword. Just as he was about to dodge, his head moved home.

In Jing Ge's opinion, he would rather be stabbed by a sword than be hit by the strange white light.

"Not good, there are too many people and they suffer losses!" The Pope saw this in an instant and immediately ordered them to retreat. At the same time, he gritted his teeth, forced his mental power, floated quickly next to Jing Ge, and pointed behind him with a staff.

Jing Ge suddenly felt his whole body condense, like fire. The white light drilled directly into the pores, quickly activate the purple air, stretched out a light cover to wrap him, and ignored the sharp swords of others, turned around and twisted his waist, and stabbed straight towards the pope.

The Pope did not move at all, and the cross necklace on his neck flashed white, forming a white light cover.

Jing Ge stabbed with a sword and was bounced away directly. Jing Ge staggered and stabbed several swords behind him and could no longer enter.

The old man's eyes suddenly noticed the inner armor on Jing Ge's body, and was surprised again. He ignored Jing Ge's attack and pointed it directly with his staff. The white light surged, and Jing Ge's purple light cover was broken in an instant after only a few times. Jing Ge was knocked out directly, and a paladin drove with a sword and took the opportunity to stab Jing Ge's neck.

Jing Ge was in the air and could not dodge, so he had to twist his waist and swing his neck to avoid it, but he was still pierced by a sword.

The severe pain came, Jing Ge roared, grabbed the tip of the sword with one hand, preventing him from pulling it back. Then the sword of Life and Death was raised up and split him from bottom to top.

Under the bloody rain, Jing Ge fell heavily to the ground, and several swords attacked him again. Jing Ge quickly rolled on the ground and avoided the fragile parts. As for his body, he was like a turtle shell and allowed them to attack.

After rolling around, Jing Ge kicked his feet desperately, bounced towards the door like a cannonball. Several people who blocked the door and stabbed them with their swords directly were knocked to the blade and flew backwards.

Jing Ge paused, and the few people behind him slashed again with swords, slashing on the back of his head, leaving only a few blood marks. The Pope who was flying upwards shrank: "What a hard body!"

Jing Ge ran away the blocking knight, but did not cut it, and ran directly into the corridor. At the same time, he pinched the earth escape technique, but he could not escape.

Before he could be surprised, a beam of light as big as a tank hit again. Jing Ge did not have a blood evil spirit, and the great demons were only at the beginning of cultivation and could not use magic to attack. With no way to avoid it, he had to bow his back and resist it.

This white light was caused by the Pope's actions with hatred, and it was not reserved at all. Its power was similar to a real bomb. It hit Jing Ge's back and exploded suddenly. Jing Ge's whole body was shocked, and a mouthful of blood and a trace of anger was sprayed out directly. The muscles of his hands and feet were blown to the point of blood. If there was no inner armor blocking him, Jing Ge's back would have ended up the same fate.

Jing Ge, who had spit out a mouthful of blood, suddenly felt soft all over his body, but a flash of inspiration flashed in his head. With a moving spiritual sense, he quickly pinched his hands a few times, condensed the blood. He sprayed his mouth and a mouthful of burning fire on the blood, like igniting oil, and a big red fireball with a diameter of one meter was ignited.

Jing Ge kicked the spot and drilled directly from the fireball. The red lotus mark on his chest flashed, and the fireball instantly opened a gap. Jing Ge drilled through and didn't burn at all.

The big fireball was scattered across the corridor, and the pope's body suddenly suffocated, pointing at the fireball with a staff.

Jing Ge continued to escape, while his spiritual sense stirred into the center of the fireball and shouted: "Breathe it for me!"

"boom!"

The pope was shocked and quickly retreated, but he was still shocked by the aftermath of the explosion of the fireball, leaving bleeding from his nose. A cross necklace flashed on his neck, and no trace of burned on his body. However, the fireball burst the entire corridor into gravel, and the red light flashed, and Jing Ge had disappeared.

The pope's face was gloomy, then sneered and said to himself: "As long as you are still in the Vatican, don't try to escape my search!" At that moment, he floated in the air, and a little bit his staff towards his eyebrows, and a milky white light burst out from him immediately.

The Pope closed his eyes, frowned slightly, as if he was sensing. In just a moment, the Pope opened his eyes and pointed his staff at a little bit on his feet. A white disc appeared. The Pope fell directly, passed through the disc, and disappeared.

As long as it is in the Vatican, the Pope actually has the ability to move instantly.

Jing Ge turned the corner and looked out the window and found himself on the top floor of the first floor. He didn't dare to knock the wall away and jumped down here. He had to follow the corridor and get into the stairs and quickly run down the road.

"Fortunately, fortunately, this pope is not as powerful as the woman who eats a meal!" Jing Ge, who didn't know that the pope had the ability to move instantly, was still secretly glading.

Jing Ge, with purple air increasing radiation, ran fast and ran down more than ten floors in a few strokes. At this time, he ran into the guards, killed a few, but alarmed more. After falling down a few more floors, he was blocked by a large number of guards.

Fortunately, the Life and Death Sword is very powerful, and Jing Ge is too powerful. Although these people are quick and wear special soft armor that is difficult to penetrate even if they are pistols, they cannot resist the attack of the Life and Death Sword.

Jing Ge slashed randomly. In order to prevent the Pope from chasing him, he did not tangle with them for a second. He did not hide at all the swords they cut, and rushed forward while killing.

At this moment, Jing Ge was not interested in collecting their blood. Because relatively speaking, the blood-drinking stick was too slow to suck blood, and it was impossible to support Jing Ge to escape quickly.

Jing Ge killed another one, and was about to release Yingtianjing and absorb their souls instantly, but the Pope had already appeared in front of him and pointed at his forehead.

Another roaring sound, Jing Ge's face was filled with fire, and he was hit with blood and blood. Even his skull was vaguely visible. He flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground.

Although the Pope felt sorry for his death, he did not want Jing Ge to die immediately. So he quickly turned his light and covered Jing Ge's head to treat him.

This holy light can hurt the enemy and heal the wounds, which is really amazing.

However, Jing Ge had no intention of giving his thumbs up at this moment. The Pope suddenly appeared and the white light hit him. Jing Ge's eyes were blurred and he couldn't react at all. He fell to the ground, his eyes were filled with stars, and he seemed to forget the pain. As soon as the Pope's healing technique came up, Jing Ge immediately recovered a hint of clarity. He rolled to the side regardless of the pain in his head, protected his head with both hands, and slashed the wall next to him. He immediately knocked a hole in the wall together with his body and penetrated it.

Even though the Pope was knowledgeable, he was still shocked by Jing Ge's life: "Is this still a human?"

The Pope dares to say that as long as he is a human, no matter what kind of superpower he is, he will immediately lose his ability to resist when he hits his head with a staff. After all, his head is no better than anywhere else. He is hit by a bomb-like impact and will be dizzy even if he doesn't die.

Those who have a foundation-building or above cultivation are not considered humans, but their internal structure has changed. People like Han Yangming are zombies, but they are not considered humans.

Jing Ge's body was transformed into a demon body, and it was not in the category of human beings. It can only be said to be half human and half demon.

It would be better if Jing Ge's mind was still there. It was just that the relics were broken, and only by practicing quietly can the spiritual consciousness be restored.

At this moment, I am being arrested, where can I get the opportunity to practice?

Jing Ge knocked open the wall and entered a room. Without taking a look at anything, he directly ran into the wall on the other end of the room. Another hole was found. Jing Ge crawled through, and his blurry eyes flashed, and he found that there was another staircase going down. Without thinking, he ran down.

After running for a few layers, he finally fell to the bottom. The guards had no time to draw out their swords and were all killed by Jing Ge.

These people seem to have no idea of ​​retreating, they only know how to resist. In fact, if one of them wants to run away, Jing Ge will not be able to chase them.

After killing them, Jing Ge once again knocked open the door they guarded. As soon as he entered, he sensed a very dazzling gaze. He couldn't help but be shocked. He knew that there was a master here, and subconsciously moved his shoulders and a white light was penetrated by a light on his shoulder, which was so painful!

As the white light dissipated, Jing Ge saw a young man standing in front of him holding a white sword, his eyes were like lightning, and he was staring at him coldly. Finally, he locked his eyes on the sword of life and death, and his pupils suddenly shrank into needle light.

Jing Ge glanced at the eyes and exclaimed in his heart. Because the white sword inserted on his shoulder had a familiar and strange pattern.

Between the lightning amphibian, a word flashed through Jing Ge's head - "The Holy Sword of Light"!

"Don't kill him, catch him!" The pope suddenly appeared at the door and stood behind Jing Ge.

"Who is he?" asked the man holding the white sword.

The pope was about to speak, but suddenly shouted "Be careful!" and saw Jing Ge take advantage of the moment when the man was distracted from speaking, holding the man's wrist holding the white sword with one hand, and stabbing the sword of life and death into his chest.

This man held the Holy Sword of Light in his hand, and naturally he was the head of the Paladin. When he saw Jing Ge playing sword in front of him, he naturally sneered. He stepped on his feet and instantly flashed through Jing Ge's life and death sword and hit him. With his wrist shaking, he wanted to pull out his Holy Sword of Light, but he was shocked, because Jing Ge's hand was like an iron hoop. The man's wrist was shaking and could not even break free. His face immediately turned on his face, knowing that Jing Ge was not easy to deal with.
Chapter completed!