The Bad Girl's Quick Transmigration System: Traveling Back and Forth

That day, Elena came to Yu Shanshan's imperial study in the palace (Yu Shanshan was now the supreme ruler here, so she was using the emperor's former imperial study). She said hesitantly, "In fact, in addition to the Islamic prophet, there is another religious master in the area ruled by our Arab Empire. He is the Pope of Rome. His realm has also reached the land heavenly realm, but he is slightly weaker than me. He also just broke through the land immortal realm and upgraded. But because he is too old, I guess my father didn't think of letting him fight against you. People of his age can only use sneak attacks to deal with you. It is impossible for him to have the energy to face you head-on like the Islamic prophet!" "Oh, is there such a thing?" Yu Shanshan was a little surprised: "How old is this Pope?" Elena said: "It is said that he is more than two hundred years old. He is an old stubborn man and a loyal defender of the doctrine, so he will never surrender!" Yu Shanshan said: "If he doesn't surrender, let him perish!" Elena replied: "Okay, I'll help you!"

It turned out that Elena had been harboring concerns. She knew that although Yu Shanshan had just reached the Land Heavenly Man Realm, she was still new to the realm and her state hadn't yet fully stabilized. Facing the old Pope, who had cultivated for over two hundred years, Elena was worried that Yu Shanshan would be unable to withstand his powerful attack.

However, Elena was absolutely confident in her own strength. As a peerless expert capable of easily crushing the old Pope, she firmly believed that as long as she was by Yu Shanshan's side, she could provide her sister with the most reliable and personal protection.

When Yu Shanshan heard her sister Elena's caring words, she couldn't help but feel deeply moved. Her eyes instantly became moist, tears welling up in them. She held Elena's hand tightly, and said in a slightly trembling voice, "Sister, thank you..."

Afterwards, the two sisters, along with their officers, soldiers, sisters, and civil officials, made detailed arrangements for the next steps. Once everything was ready, they resolutely embarked on their journey to the Vatican.

The two climbed into a German SUV, meticulously purchased by Xiao Mingyue from the modern world and transported there through mysterious means. With the roar of its engine, the high-performance vehicle sped off like a wild horse, galloping towards the distant Vatican Palace. The scenery outside the car window receded, as if time had been left behind. The driver was Sergeant Sharla, a skilled soldier in the use of modern weapons and vehicles. A quick learner, she mastered modern weaponry and equipment quickly and even taught her fellow soldiers. Inside, Yu Shanshan and Elena, each carrying their own convictions and missions, bravely pressed forward, unflinching.

Time passed slowly, and after about ten hours, they finally arrived at the legendary holy city of Vatican. This city full of mystery and solemnity appeared before their eyes, which made people feel awe.

When the car stopped in front of the magnificent castle, Yu Shanshan turned to Sharla who was sitting in the car and said, "You stay here and wait for us to come back." After that, she pushed open the car door and walked slowly towards the castle with Elena beside her.

However, just as they approached the castle gate, countless guards and hidden religious masters rushed out like a tide, trying to block their advance. Each of these people had a stern expression and was ready for battle, obviously having been prepared in advance.

Facing such a vast and powerful enemy, Yu Shanshan showed no fear. With a fierce swing of her hands, her twin blades flashed with a dazzling cold light, like two bolts of lightning streaking across the sky. Then, with a flash of her body, she charged into the enemy horde, her blades whirling upwards and downwards, unleashing a hail of blood. The guards, powerless under her fierce onslaught, fell to the ground screaming and dying, like lambs to the slaughter.

Yu Shanshan charged into the enemy horde like a ferocious cheetah. Her twin blades flashed with a cold light, and each swing was accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, as if tearing the air apart. Her movements were as smooth as flowing water, without a single moment of hesitation, and each strike accurately struck the enemy's vital points.

The enemy's screams echoed one after another, blood splattering in the air, forming a bloody and spectacular scene. Yu Shanshan's figure shuttled through the crowd, her two swords like messengers of death, ruthlessly reaping the lives of the enemies.

Meanwhile, Elena, standing nearby, appeared remarkably calm and composed. Smiling, she slowly raised her palm and gently clapped it. The seemingly gentle, feeble wind of her palm held astonishing power. Any enemy who approached, even the slightest touch of her clothing, would be fiercely smacked back by this invisible force, falling heavily to the ground, instantly reduced to a pool of bloody pulp.

As the sisters continued to attack, the number of guards dwindled dramatically, but the religious masters did not sit idly by. They quickly formed a formation, chanting something, and a golden light curtain rose like an indestructible wall, attempting to block the sisters' fierce offensive.

Seeing this, Yu Shanshan snorted coldly. She gripped her two swords tightly in both hands, crossed them, and swung them forward. A sharp blade energy slashed at the light curtain like lightning. The blade energy collided with the light curtain with a deafening roar, and the light curtain began to crack, as if it would shatter at any moment.

Meanwhile, Elena wasn't to be outdone. She waved her hands, and beams of light converged like meteors into a massive dragon of light, roaring and charging at the enemy. The dragon's might was astonishing, and wherever it passed, the air seemed to rip apart.

When the light dragon crashed into the light curtain, the entire space trembled. The cracks on the light curtain rapidly expanded, and finally, unable to bear the weight, it shattered.

At that moment, the Pope finally appeared. His hair was white, his face was kind, but his eyes shone with a sharp light. He held a scepter that shone with a mysterious light and suddenly slammed it to the ground. Instantly, a powerful wave spread out from him.

Yu Shanshan felt the power of this wave and her body froze. Seeing this, Elena quickly reached out and injected a powerful spiritual force into Yu Shanshan's back to help her break free.

Yu Shanshan shouted loudly, and all her strength instantly burst out, breaking through the Pope's restraints and charging into the enemy camp again. Her two swords swung like a torrential rain, and each blow contained endless killing intent.

Elena faced the Pope head-on, and the two engaged in a thrilling duel. Elena's spells exploded like brilliant fireworks, clashing with the Pope's scepter. The spiritual energies of both parties surged through the air, and the surrounding buildings trembled under the overwhelming force.

With Yu Shanshan's assistance, Elena gradually gained the upper hand. Her spells grew increasingly powerful, and the Pope gradually found it difficult to resist. Finally, Elena exerted all her might, striking the Pope back with a single blow. The Pope spat out blood and collapsed unwillingly, his eyes filled with despair and unwillingness.

The two sisters successfully defeated their formidable foe, their figures towering in the setting sun. Their courage and strength became legendary.