The dry corpse Zhao Gao seemed to be insane, and regarded Fan Li and the others in the distance as air, and only kept kneeling down to worship the main hall of Afang Palace.

Cao Liu and Sun are still fighting with the twelve golden people, and it is difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser.

"How long is this going to be deadlocked?"

Fan Li was a little worried.

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

If he is powerless, Zhao Gao can't do anything to himself.

If this stalemate continues, Zhao Gao is corpse is nothing, and he can't stay in the emperor's tomb all the time, won't he become a living terracotta warrior?

Fan Lizheng was thinking wildly, and suddenly heard Princess Changle's eager voice.

"Be careful!"

The princess's movements were faster than her voice, and she actually pounced on Fan Li and hugged her tightly!

Fan Li was caught off guard, and while his body was crooked, he felt a large piece of golden light shining behind him.

Golden light?

What's that?

The bone-chilling golden light seemed to be lethal.

The sky was overwhelming, making Fan Li feel as small as an ant.

Not only him, but the more than 2,000 elite garrison troops present were actually well-trained Jindan stage cultivators, and they were all suppressed so that they couldn't move under the overwhelming cold golden light!

"Someone sneaked up and assassinated me?!"

As soon as this thought rose from Fan Li's mind, he saw a blue light rise up!

The green light was vibrant, like a rapidly growing giant tree forest, and it actually blocked the golden light.

"Qingqiu! You shield outsiders, and I will expose you before the First Holy Lord! ”

Fan Li heard a woman's angry shouts.

Qingguang seemed to block all the golden light, but after all, it was a hasty response.

A tiny golden light pierced through the cyan and landed on Fan Li's body.

Burst!!!

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

The bones all over 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 also seriously injured by Jin Guang and spat blood from her mouth.

"I'm sorry, the Holy Lord of Jinde suddenly made a move, I didn't take precautions, and you were injured......"

Qingqiu's voice came into Fan Li's ears.

The Holy Lord of Jinde?

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

"Qingqiu! I am ordered by the First Holy Lord to kill Fan Li, you quickly retreat! ”

The Holy Lord of Kinder appeared.

She obviously knew that with the blow she had just attacked, ninety percent of the damage was blocked by the Qingqiu Holy Lord.

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

"The order of the First Holy Lord?"

Qingqiu hesitated when he heard this, and he also hesitated for a moment to stop Jinde's movements.

"Humph!"

Jinde sneered, thinking that Qingqiu was bluffed, so he was ready to strike again, to make sure that Fan Li was killed.

"Slow."

Qingqiu finally made a move.

She spread out her palms, and immediately raised a turquoise barrier between the Holy Lord of Jinde and Fan Li.

The Holy Lord of Jinde was about to move forward, but he was immediately blocked by the barrier and could not be crossed.

"Qingqiu, you dare to disobey the order of the First Holy Lord, do you want to betray the Sanskrit Pure Land!?" Jinde said angrily.

Qingqiu just shook his head flatly.

"I was ordered to investigate Fan Li, and I don't think he deserves to die. The First Holy Lord ordered the death without waiting for the end of my investigation to be killed, which is against the rules of the Pure Land. I'm going back to the Pure Land and ask her what's going on. ”

The Ten Holy Masters of the Pure Land, although they are respected as the first, they belong to the sisters of the same generation, regardless of whether they are high or low.

But Qingqiu's straightforward tone seemed to not even take the First Holy Lord in his eyes.

After Qingqiu finished speaking, he casually shot out a blue light, enveloping Fan Li and Princess Changle, and actually fell into the Afang Palace.

"With the protection of my secret method, the corpse guards guarding the emperor's tomb can't hurt the two of them. With your cultivation, you won't be able to break into this palace. When the First Holy Lord and I have a clear theory, we will come to rescue the two of them. ”

Listening to Qingqiu's tone, the Holy Lord of Jinde didn't even take his own cultivation seriously?

She laughed angrily: "Qingqiu, you are just the ninth holy lord of the Pure Land, have you forgotten that I am ranked eighth and still ahead of you!" What qualifies you to be so confident? Watch me enter the palace and kill people! ”

As he spoke, the Holy Lord of Jinde used all his strength, intending to break through the barrier in front of him and break into the underground palace again!

But the next moment, the green barrier disappeared automatically, but it was Qingqiu who had reaped the credit.

There was no obstacle, Jinde thought that Qingqiu knew the difficulty and retreated, and then sneered and rushed towards the palace of Afang.

But when she got closer to the palace for more than thirty feet, she found that there was a dry corpse eunuch who was kneeling on the ground and was extremely inconspicuous, suddenly got up and screamed and pounced on herself.

"Another Assassin? With my Zhao Gao escort, don't disturb Your Majesty! ”

"Quack."

The Holy Lord of Jinde glanced at the other party coldly and arrogantly.

Just from the tattered clothes on the corpse eunuch, it was determined that he was an extremely lowly inferior person even in his lifetime.

The Holy Lord of Jinde slapped Zhao Gao casually, intending to crush him with a single blow.

Zhao Gaoting stabbed the sword at Jinde, but she saw that although the golden sword was a treasure, it could not be used as a spiritual treasure in Zhao's master, and it was only wielded as an ordinary weapon.

"Huh...... Yes!? ”

The Holy Lord of Jinde smiled, but his face suddenly changed, and his palms ached.

Zhao Gao held the long sword in his hand and easily pierced the palm of the Holy Lord.

"How so? I am already in the Mahayana realm...... Yes!? It's also Mahayana!? ”

The Holy Lord withdrew his palm in pain, but he felt a gust of fishy wind coming.

She looked at it fixedly, and it was actually the dry corpse Zhao Gao who changed his offensive and swept his right leg.

The right leg of the dried corpse has been rotting for many years, and the stench is terrible!

The Holy Lord of Jinde is pampered, where can I smell this smell?

She resisted the urge to retch nauseously, and retreated again and again.

retreated to the position where Fan Li was attacked, only to find that the dry corpse Zhao Gao did not chase him out at all, and was still guarding outside the gate of Afang's palace, 'looking' at himself with a pair of empty eyes without double pupils.

"It'...... What exactly is it? The Holy Lord of Jinde said in horror.

After a moment of carelessness, she realized that she almost fell on the spot!

The Holy Lord of Qingqiu didn't bother to explain to her, and only said lightly: "I'm going back to the Pure Land, you can go with me or stay." But I declare in advance that you are no match for it. ”

The Holy Lord of Jinde swallowed with difficulty, knowing that he could not refute it.

Moreover, the palm was pierced by the sword, which hurt her even more, and she urgently needed to go back to heal!

"Qingqiu...... I'll give you a face today, and I'll go back with you......"

Before he finished speaking, he saw that Qingqiu had turned around and left.

The Holy Lord Jinde's face was blue and white for a while, but he could only endure it and hurriedly chased Qingqiu.

"What to do!?"

Cao Cao, Liu Bei, and Sun Quan, who were fighting with the twelve golden people, were startled by the sudden appearance of the Jinde Holy Lord.

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

Daru Yan Yuan's face turned pale.

The Holy Lord of Jinde didn't target her just now, but the golden light in the sky that was indiscriminately suppressed obviously made him very uncomfortable.

"Someone broke into Asgard, where are the guards!?"

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

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