I really don't want to be a traitor

Chapter 76
The mummy Zhao Gao seemed to have gone mad, he regarded Fan Li and others in the distance as nothing, and just knelt down to worship the main hall of Afang Palace.

Cao, Liu, and Sun were still fighting fiercely with the twelve golden men, and it was difficult to tell the winner.

"How long will this stalemate last?"

Fan Li was a little worried.

Qingqiu didn't make a move, and Princess Changle didn't seem to be Zhao Gao's opponent.

Even though he was powerless, Zhao Gao couldn't do anything to him.

If the stalemate continues like this, it doesn't matter if Zhao Gao is a mummy, and he can't stay in the imperial mausoleum forever, wouldn't he become a living terracotta army?
Fan Li was thinking wildly when he suddenly heard the urgent voice of Princess Changle.

"careful!"

The princess' movements were faster than her voice. She actually threw herself at Fan Li and hugged him tightly!
Fan Li was caught off guard. When his body tilted, he felt a large golden light falling behind him.

Golden light?

What the hell?
The chilly golden light seemed to have lethal power.

Overwhelming, Fan Li felt that he was as insignificant as an ant.

Not only him, but also the more than 2000 elite garrison troops present, who were all well-trained practitioners of the Golden Core Stage, were all suppressed to the point of being unable to move under the overwhelming cold golden light!
"Someone attacked and assassinated me?!"

As soon as this thought came to Fan Li's mind, he saw a flash of green light!
The green light was full of vitality, like a forest of rapidly growing giant trees, which blocked the golden light.

"Qingqiu! You cover up outsiders, and I will definitely expose you in front of the First Holy Master!"

Fan Li heard a woman shouting angrily.

The green light seemed to block all the golden light, but in the end it was a hasty response.

A tiny golden light penetrated the green color and fell on Fan Li.

puff! ! !
Fan Li felt that what fell on him was not a golden light, but a pillar of heaven that was as heavy as a mountain!

All the bones in his body seemed to be crushed, and Fan Li spat out a mouthful of blood in pain.

He also vaguely saw that Princess Changle, like himself, was seriously injured by the golden light and vomited blood.

"I'm sorry, Holy Lord Jinde made a sudden move, and I wasn't careful, causing you to get hurt..."

Qingqiu's voice reached Fan Li's ears.

Holy Lord Jin De?

Fan Li was seriously injured and almost lost the ability to think. He could only remember the name silently.

"Qingqiu! I'm going to kill Fan Li on the order of the First Holy Lord. You quickly retreat!"

Holy Lord Jinde appears.

She obviously knew that [-]% of the damage from the surprise attack she had just had was blocked by Holy Master Qingqiu.

Most of the remaining power fell on Princess Changle, so Fan Li did not die immediately.

"An order from the First Holy Master?"

Qing Qiu hesitated when he heard the words, and also hesitated for a moment to stop Jin De.

"Humph!"

Jin De sneered, thinking that Qingqiu had been frightened, so he was ready to take action again to ensure that Fan Li was killed.

"slow."

Qingqiu finally made a move.

She spread her palms, and immediately a green barrier rose between Holy Master Jin De and Fan Li.

Holy Lord Jinde was about to move forward, but was immediately blocked by a barrier and could not cross.

"Qingqiu, you dare to disobey the First Holy Lord's order, are you trying to betray the Pure Land of Sanskrit!?" Jin De said angrily.

Qingqiu just shook his head calmly.

"I was ordered to investigate Fan Li, and I don't think he deserves to die. The First Holy Master violated the rules of the Pure Land by ordering his execution before I finished my investigation. I want to return to the Pure Land and ask her what happened."

Although the ten holy masters of the Pure Land regard the first as the most respected, they are all sisters of the same generation, regardless of high or low.

But Qingqiu's tone was so straightforward, as if even the First Holy Lord didn't take him seriously.

After Qingqiu finished speaking, he shot out a blue light, engulfing Fan Li and Princess Changle, and unexpectedly drifted into the Afang Palace.

"With the protection of my secret method, the corpse guards guarding the emperor's mausoleum can't hurt the two of them. With your cultivation level, you can't break into this palace. Wait until I have a clear understanding with the first holy master, and then come to rescue the two of them."

After listening to Qingqiu's tone, Holy Lord Jinde didn't even take his own cultivation seriously?

She laughed back angrily: "Qingqiu, you are only the ninth Holy Lord of the Pure Land. Don't you forget that I am ranked eighth and still ahead of you! What qualifications do you have to be so confident? Just watch me enter the palace and kill people!"

With that said, Holy Lord Jinde mobilized all his strength, intending to break through the barrier in front of him and force his way into the underground palace!
But the next moment, the blue-green barrier automatically disappeared, but it was Qingqiu who had finished his work.

There was no obstacle. Jin De thought that Qingqiu had retreated due to the difficulty, and then sneered and rushed into Afang Palace.

But when she was more than thirty feet closer to the palace, she discovered an extremely inconspicuous mummy eunuch kneeling on the ground. He suddenly stood up, screamed and rushed towards her.

"Another assassin? I, Zhao Gao, are escorting me. Don't disturb Your Majesty!"

"Noisy."

Holy Lord Jin De glanced at the other party coldly and arrogantly.

Just from the tattered clothes on the mummy eunuch, it can be concluded that even in his lifetime, he was an extremely humble and inferior person.

Lord Jinde patted Zhao Gao casually, intending to smash him into ashes with one blow.

Zhao Gaoting stabbed Jin De with his sword, but she saw that although the golden sword was a treasure, it could not function as a spiritual treasure in Zhao Gao's hands and could only be wielded as an ordinary weapon.

"Hehe... ah!?"

Holy Master Jinde smiled, but suddenly his face changed, and his palms hurt.

Zhao Gao held a long sword and easily pierced the Holy Lord's palm.

"How could this be? I am already at the third level of the Mahayana realm...ah!? It is also the Mahayana realm!?"

The Holy Master reluctantly withdrew his palm, but felt a gust of wind blowing over him.

She took a closer look and saw that it was actually a mummy. Zhao Gao changed his attack and swept forward with his right leg.

The right leg of the mummy had been rotting for who knows how many years, and the stench was overwhelming and extremely unpleasant!

Holy Lord Jinde is pampered, where can you smell this kind of smell?
She resisted the urge to retching and retreated repeatedly.

After retreating to the position where he attacked Fan Li, he discovered that Zhao Gao, the mummy, had not chased him out at all. He was still guarding the door of Afang Palace, looking at him with a pair of empty eyes without pupils.

"It... what exactly is it?" Holy Lord Jin De said in horror.

After being careless for a moment, she realized that she had almost died on the spot!
Holy Lord Qingqiu was too lazy to explain to her, and simply said: "I am going back to the Pure Land. You can come with me or stay. But I declare in advance that you are not its opponent."

Holy Lord Jin De swallowed hard, knowing that he could not refute.

Moreover, the palm was pierced by the sword, and the pain was so painful that she urgently needed to go back to heal her wounds!

"Qingqiu... I will give you a favor today, so I will go back with you..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Qingqiu turning around and leaving.

Lord Jinde's face turned green and white, but he could only endure it and hurriedly chased Qingqiu.

"How to do!?"

Cao Cao, Liu Bei, and Sun Quan, who were wrestling with the twelve golden men, were taken aback by the sudden appearance of the Holy Lord of Jinde.

"Three Han envoys, there is nothing we can do here. Let's go out and meet General Fan Chun first."

The Great Confucianist Yan Yuan's face was pale.

Holy Lord Jin De didn't target her just now, but the indiscriminate suppression of the golden light in the sky obviously made him very uncomfortable.

"Someone broke into the Immortal Palace, where are the guards!?"

At this time, the mummy Zhao Gao also seemed to go crazy.

He screamed loudly, summoned all twelve golden figures, and retreated into the main hall of Afang Palace...

(End of this chapter)