Kasyapa Nagarjuna's body exploded into pieces and turned into a ball of blood mist, with no bone residue left.
The master of the temple has completely fallen!
"Finally dead."
Ye Qiu breathed a sigh of relief, and then, with a bang, he knelt down on one knee and kept coughing up blood.
Although he killed Kasyapa Nagarjuna, he himself was also seriously injured.
Not only that, after Ye Qiu used the Zhuxian Sword, all the power in his body was exhausted.
Now he is extremely weak.
If an ordinary person with no cultivation wanted to kill Ye Qiu at this time, Ye Qiu would not have the slightest resistance.
Fortunately, all the monks in this temple were slaughtered by Ye Qiu.
"It seems that the Zhuxian Sword still cannot be used easily. If I cannot kill my opponent, I will be the one who dies."
Thinking of the fight just now, Ye Qiu felt a lingering fear in his heart.
If he hadn't had the killing move of the Immortal Killing Sword, he would probably have hated this today.
"My cultivation level is still too low. If it were at the same level, Kasyapa Nagarjuna would have been killed by me long ago, and I would not have been so seriously injured."
Ye Qiu lowered his head and glanced at his body.
At this time, there were wounds all over his body, and his clothes were stained with blood.
Horrible.
It is no exaggeration to say that he almost lost half his life in this battle.
However, Ye Qiu was still very happy.
With his Eight Paths of Innate True Qi cultivation, he crossed the border and killed Kasyapa Nagarjuna who was in the middle stage of the Venerable Realm. It must be said that this was a miracle.
Ye Qiu also had a full understanding of his own combat power.
"Now it seems that those below the Venerable level no longer pose a threat to me. Fortunately, Kasyapa Nagarjuna has only cultivated eighteen dragon energies. If there were more, I would die here."
Ye Qiu whispered to himself, then sat down cross-legged, preparing to heal his injuries.
"call--"
Just then, a breeze blew in my face.
Ye Qiu clearly noticed that there was a faint scent of narcissus in the breeze, which made people feel relaxed and happy.
Um?
Ye Qiu seemed to feel something. He suddenly raised his head and looked at the top of the pagoda.
Instantly, his pupils shrank sharply.
I saw a beautiful woman standing on the top of the tower.
The woman is very young.
She is about twenty years old, wearing a long white dress, a white headscarf on her head, and a purple crystal pendant hanging around her fair neck.
She is tall and tall, with extremely beautiful facial features, charming blue eyes, and a tall nose full of exotic charm.
The woman's feet were not wearing shoes, and her small and delicate feet were exposed. The skin was delicate and emitted a gleaming white light under the sunlight.
The woman looked at Ye Qiu with a faint smile on her lips.
It is pleasing to the eye and feels like a spring breeze.
"Who is this woman?"
"Friend or foe?"
"When did she show up?"
Countless questions flashed through Ye Qiu's mind, and then he looked at the woman warily, as if facing a formidable enemy.
This woman can appear quietly at the top of the tower, which shows that she is definitely not an ordinary person.
"Don't be nervous, I don't mean any harm."
The woman spoke first, speaking fluent Chinese. Her voice was like melting snow, pure and sweet.
"You are seriously injured, do you need my help to treat you?" the woman said again.
"Who are you?" Ye Qiu asked.
The woman said: "Let me introduce myself. My name is Muhammad Angela. I am from the Vatican. You can call me a prophet."
prophet?
When Ye Qiu heard these two words, his whole body tensed up.
Although he doesn't know much about Western religions, he can understand from those foreign movies that prophets have a high status in Western religions.
Moreover, they are mysterious and powerful.
It is said that in addition to divination and predicting the future, prophets also have many mysterious methods.
Ye Qiu believed that this woman would never appear here for no reason, she must have a purpose.
"Could it be that she came to see me specifically?"
Just when Ye Qiu thought of this, he heard the woman say: "I came from the Vatican specifically to see you."
Ye Qiu was confused, why did she come to me?
The woman added: "I came to you because I want to invite you to the Vatican as a guest. The Pope wants to meet you."
Ye Qiu was a little surprised.
These two questions had just appeared in his mind, and before he had time to say them out, the woman had already answered them.
How does she know what I'm thinking?
Could it be...
She can read minds!
Ye Qiu's heart was shocked.
"How long have you been here?" Ye Qiu asked in his heart.
The next second, the woman said: "I have been here for a while, and I happened to see you and Kasyapa Nagarjuna fighting, so I watched it for a while."
Sure enough, this woman can read minds.
Ye Qiu's heart was even more shocked.
She appeared for a while, but Kasyapa Nagarjuna, as a strong person in the middle stage of the Venerable Realm, didn't notice it at all. It can be seen that this woman's cultivation level is very strong, at least above Kasyapa Nagarjuna.
The prophet said: "Originally, I was going to help you deal with Kasyapa Nagarjuna, but unexpectedly, he died in your hands."
"The last sword move you used was very powerful, but it also consumed all the power in your body."
"Mr. Ye, if you promise me to follow you to the Vatican to meet the Pope, then I can help you with treatment."
Ye Qiu said: "What if I don't agree?"
The prophet was not angry and said: "If you don't agree, then I won't help you treat your injuries."
Ye Qiu said: "Since you know who I am, you should understand that my medical skills are very powerful, and this injury is nothing to me."
"Of course, you are a medical saint. This injury does not pose a threat to you. However, your injury is very serious. It will take at least a week to recover. If I help you treat it, it can greatly shorten the recovery time."
The prophet smiled and said: "It only takes me three hours to heal your injury."
Three hours?
Ye Qiu felt incredible.
There are dozens of injuries on his body, and these injuries are very serious. Even if he treats them by himself, it will take a long time.
"If I don't go to the Vatican with you, you won't kill me, right?" Ye Qiu asked tentatively.
A smile appeared on the prophet's beautiful face and he said: "Doctor Ye, don't worry, I will not kill you no matter what time."
That's good.
Ye Qiu took a breath, and then felt doubtful. Is this woman traveling thousands of miles to Tianzhu just to invite me to the Vatican?
This sounds really hard to believe.
"Mr. Ye, you don't have to be suspicious. I sincerely invite you to visit the Vatican, and the Pope also sincerely wants to see you," the prophet said.
Ye Qiu said: "Can you tell me why your Pope wants to see me?"
"For the future of the Vatican." The prophet added: "In fact, it is very simple. I just want to borrow Mr. Ye for use."
Use it?
I am not a tool, how can I use it?
Ye Qiu didn't understand and asked, "What do you mean?"
The prophet explained: "In short, I want to ask Dr. Ye to help us give birth to a child in the Vatican!"
Ye Qiu was stunned: "Having a child? With whom? Could it be..."
