Yu Shen didn't have time to refine the long sword, so he properly put it away and then checked the biggest gain this time - [Plague Umbrella].

Grasping the [Plague Umbrella], this magic weapon from the original world was still constantly resisting Yu Shen, but the resistance was much smaller, especially the core golden flower in it, which turned very slowly.

Yu Shen tried to input the true essence, but the golden flower was rotated and dissolved. It was obviously because the ex-owner was not dead yet, so he resisted the true essence of others.

At this moment, Yu Shen suddenly remembered the [Bagua Xiangyun Crown] on his head and directly used this magic weapon that also came from the Plague Ministry. A clear light fell on the [Plague Umbrella], making this magic weapon much more honest.

[Plause Umbrella] There may be two reasons to be honest. One is that [Bagua Xiangyun Crown] is the magic weapon that the plague department refines to restrain [Plause Umbrella].

The second is that both are refined by the Plague Division, and the power origin is similar, so the resistance of the [Plague Umbrella] is also relatively weak.

Seeing that the [Bagua Xiangyun Crown] was effective, Yu Shen directly used the clear light to shine on the [Plague Umbrella], and then input the true energy again to try to refine it. After a moment, Yu Shen entered the state of forgetting both things and me.

As Yu Shen began to refine the [Plague Umbrella], Xia Yu, who was teleported away by the white light, naturally had a sense of it. At this time, Xia Yu was in the center of a huge city in the middle of the world continent, a palace shrouded in white light.

Several blonde and blue-eyed women wearing thin white robes, with convex figures and beautiful faces were carefully treating Xia Yu's broken arm wounds, and at the same time, they cast white light on the wound. A moment later, a trace of granulation appeared on the wound.

Xia Fu's eyes did not look at the beautiful woman around him or her wounds. He looked at the old man sitting upright in the gorgeous chair more than ten meters ahead.

The old man was wearing a white robe, decorated with golden crosses and thorns on his head, and a tall white hat on his head, and a cross made of gems inlaid on it.

The old man's hair under his hat was as white as his beard, his face looked a little old, and at the same time, he was a little unhealthy and pale. His hands were constantly stroking the silver cross on his neck, his mouth and nose were constantly breathing heavily, and white light was flowing around his body.

The old man's eyes were closed at this time, and he opened his eyes for a long time and said:

"What a powerful enemy, no wonder you can kill the angel you summoned."

After saying that, a beautiful woman next to her, wearing a thin white robe, came forward with a golden basin, and the old man vomited blood in the golden basin.

After spitting out this mouthful of blood, the old man's face returned to his healthy blood color, allowing the beautiful woman to retreat with a golden basin.

Xia Yu saluted to the old man, and said respectfully:

"Dear Pope, that evil demon has powerful power. He caused the great plague, and it was his work to fake miracles before."

Hearing this, the old man called the Pope said:

"I understand. It's not uncommon for him to have such power and can create a great plague. This is a more serious threat than the demons in hell. We need to kill them to maintain the stability of all countries."

Xia Fu hurriedly said:

"Pope, you are right. We need to mobilize all our strength to wipe out this evil demon."

After listening to it, the Pope pondered for a moment and said:

"This is an unprecedented enemy, and we need to be cautious."

After saying that, the Pope said to a middle-aged man in the same gorgeous white robe next to him:

"You go and call on all the Knights, priests, and the leaders of the executors. I need to discuss with them and launch the most fierce attack together. This is a jihad, and we must maintain the glory of the Supreme God."

When the middle-aged man heard this, his face changed a little excited and said,

"yes."

After saying that, the middle-aged man left in a hurry.

After arranging these times, the Pope looked at Xia Yu and said:

"Although you failed this time, we also lost an angel, we also found a lot of news. We specially gave you to enter the Holy Chapel to practice and repair your arms. The next sacred war will not be allowed to fail again."

Xia Yu hurriedly crawled down and said to the Pope:

"yes."

After saying that, Xia Yu stood up and left the palace with the help of the beautiful woman next to him.

The Pope watched Xia Fu leave, closed his eyes again, held the silver cross in his hand, and began to pray.

Xia Yu left the hall and looked at the closed door, his face full of pious expressions, but he said in his heart:

"Dog thief, you actually dare to refine my [Plause Umbrella]. Well, I cannot use the Heavenly Book here for the time being to compete for ownership of [Plause Umbrella]. When my plan is successful, I have obtained the Tao fruit of this world. Everything about you and everything in this world is still mine."

After saying that, Xia Yu came to a very small building, but it was clear that white light kept falling from the sky and sank into the building. At the same time, countless prayers and chanting chants were heard from the building.

Outside this building, there are twelve knights wearing golden armor guarding them. Their faces are covered by armor, their figure is more than two meters long, motionless, and their bodies are shrouded in white light.

Xia Yu saluted to the knights, and the knights seemed to have received a notice from the pope, one of them said in an extremely mechanized voice:

"Saint John, you are allowed to enter the Chapel of the Holy Light."

After saying that, he pretended to salute to the Knight for John's Xia Mo, and then politely thanked the beauty who helped him, and walked into the Holy Light Chapel where the door was gradually opened.

At this time, although Xia Yu still looked calm, he was ecstatic and said in his heart:

"The Church of Holy Light brings together the incense and vows collected by the church in this world. I have been in the Plague Department for hundreds of years and have never seen such a huge incense and vows. No wonder Tianhun would be willing to be a dog of the church. With such incense and vows, we learned from the Plague Department and used the incense and vows to practice, which can also be of great use."

With the ecstasy in his heart, Xia Yu walked into the Holy Light Chapel, and then the gate of the Chapel was closed tightly, and only Xia Yu entered it.

After Xia Yu entered the Holy Light Chapel, he was filled with the extremely rich energy of heaven and earth, the power of incense and vows, and the white light called the Holy Light. His ears were filled with the prayers and chants of devout believers, and there were occasionally phantoms of angels sprinkling flowers around him.

In such an environment, if an ordinary person comes in, he will probably be brainwashed by the environment and voice every minute. However, Xia Yu is not an ordinary person. Looking at the surrounding environment, he was sincerely happy and praised:

“This is really heaven.”
Chapter completed!