I really don't want to be a traitor

Chapter 120 The Taotie Demonic Skill
The two sides strangled together!
The soldiers of Xiliang, who are famous all over the world, did not get any benefits from the private soldiers of Cao Cao, Liu Bei, and Sun Quan.

The army was blocked outside the Weiyang Palace, no matter how difficult it is to survive!

However, Cao, Liu, and Sun were also entangled and had no time to go to Weiyang Palace to save them.

"Hehehe, they are deadlocked, it's a tie."

Fan Li's eyesight is limited, so he can't see the battlefield in the distance.

Princess Changle acted as a commentator, allowing Fan Li to understand the changes in the battle situation inside and outside Weiyang Palace.

"Do you believe it?" Princess Changle smiled. "Are they actually tied?"

"You ask me? I only have Qi Refining Realm cultivation." Fan Li shrugged, with an expression like 'you asked the wrong person'.

In fact, he knew well that Cao Liusun had not tried his best.

But Fan Li was an ally of Cao Liusun, not a reinforcement of Han Emperor Liu Xie.

In today's battle, no matter how Cao, Liu, and Sun perform, Fan Li will only support them.

"Could Lu Bu be paddling too?" A strange thought suddenly came to Fan's heart.

The previous life's Romance of the Three Kingdoms had a ceiling of force value, but today's performance is actually similar to that of Hua Xiong?

Fan Li clearly remembered that Lu Bu once led a group of golden elixir black cavalry to fight against Han Yue Holy Lord without losing.

In Weiyang Palace.

Liu Xie held the Emperor Qin sword in his hand and said nothing.

Dong Zhuo's hands were claw-shaped, and the nails of his ten fingers protruded several inches long, like a demon.

"Jie hahaha!" Dong Zhuo let out a burst of unpleasant laughter and said sarcastically: "Liu Xie, the loyal minister you relied on turns out to be nothing more than this loyal?"

Liu Xie frowned.

He looked at the battlefield outside the palace gate, his eyes full of disappointment.

Those three people had failed themselves after all.

Liu Xieqiang braced himself and said sarcastically: "Li Jue, Guo Si, and Hua Xiong are just friends with each other. With Lu Bu's cultivation, he has not even been able to step into the Weiyang Palace. You really have a good son!"

"Hmph... the old man will make him regret it sooner or later!"

Dong Zhuo was furious.

This battle was far less smooth than he expected.

Relying on his half-footed strength to step into the third rank of the Mahayana Realm, he could only injure Han Emperor Liu Xie, but he couldn't kill him?
"Could it be that the old man is not strong enough?!" Dong Zhuo had a thought in his mind.

He practices the [Gluttonous Demon Skill], which can devour practitioners and use their power for his own use.

Today's 'main course' is Han Emperor Liu Xie, do we need to add some pre-dinner desserts?
He was hesitating, but Liu Xie took the initiative to attack.

"Dong Zhuo! If your skills are so poor today, you will die!"

Liu Xie raised the Emperor Qin Sword high, and in the palace behind him, twelve tall figures like gold and stone appeared faintly.

Qin Ling, the twelve guardians of the tomb!
Every Jin person has the strength of the Hedao realm.

Although his wit is not developed and he is a little clumsy, he is exceptionally strong and durable.

"There is such an existence?!" Dong Zhuo was furious.

In the battlefield inside Weiyang Palace, he only has a slight advantage.

After all, he faced Liu Xie, all the veterans of the Han Dynasty and the Habayashi guards with the strength of one person.

The addition of the Twelve Golden People is enough to wipe out the advantage.

"The old man doesn't believe it!"

"How can a few puppet toys resist the old man's gluttonous magic?"

When he grabbed it with both hands, it was like two black whirlpools, sucking the golden man who had just arrived on the battlefield towards him.

However, the twelve golden men are as stable as Mount Tai.

Before receiving the order to attack, he only maintained a guarding posture beside the Han Emperor.

Seeing that Dong Zhuo's magic skills had failed, all the veterans of the Han Dynasty were overjoyed.

"Traitor, your time of death has come!"

Zhang Wen was the most cultivated among all the veterans. With a loud roar, he wanted to take advantage of Dong Zhuo's magic skills on the golden man and attack and kill him from a tricky angle!

In the next second, a sudden change will occur!

The black vortex formed by Dong Zhuo's claws was originally a little weak.

Suddenly the two vortices merged into one, and their power increased dramatically!

The target swallowed by the vortex was no longer the Twelve Golden Men, but Zhang Wen, the old minister who took the initiative to come forward!

"Master Zhang, be careful!"

Colleagues and veterans in the distance saw something was wrong and hurriedly warned him, but it was already too late.

Zhang Wen originally rushed towards Dong Zhuo on his own initiative, but in the end his body became uncontrollable, and he 'actively' moved towards his palm.

"Hahahahahaha!!!!!!"

Dong Zhuo put his hands on the Tianling Cap above Zhang Wen's head and made a strange stroking motion.

"Evil thief! I will die with you!"

Zhang Wen realized that he had been fooled and wanted to fight to the death.

Green light suddenly appeared!

With Zhang Wen at the center, a ball of grandeur continued to grow, and it was about to envelop Zhang Wen and Dong Zhuo together.

"Ah! Mr. Zhang is going to blow up his Nascent Soul. Everyone, please retreat!" someone exclaimed.

Liu Xie and his ministers retreated in a hurry.

However, the expected huge explosion did not occur.

The expanding sphere suddenly slumped as if deflated, and was easily torn apart, exposing the two people who were originally wrapped in it.

"Traitor...traitor..."

Liu Xie heard Zhang Wen's voice and cried out sadly: "Zhang Aiqing!?"

The smoke and dust dispersed, and everyone could see clearly.

Zhang Wen, who looked old and vigorous just now, is like a mummy, as if all his essence, blood and vitality have been drained.

Dong Zhuo, on the other hand, had burning eyes and was full of energy.

The few wounds on his body were also healing quickly.

"Delicious~~~~!"

"[Glutton Demon Art] is the number one cultivation method in the world!"

Dong Zhuo enjoyed it and made a moaning sound.

But in the next second, he looked at the eyes of everyone in front of him, full of greedy desire!
"You are all my food."

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In the distance, Honglu Temple.

"If I teach you [Glutton Demon Art], will you practice it?" Princess Changle said as if talking to herself.

Fan Li shook his head without hesitation.

Cannibalism?
It's too perverted, so he doesn't practice.

But Fan Li was silent for a moment, and couldn't help asking: "Why? Sanskrit Pure Land still keeps this kind of secret technique?"

"collect?"

Princess Changle chuckled, with contempt and contempt in her laughter.

"Did I guess wrong?" Fan Li was surprised.

Princess Changle's cultivation is all from the Sanskrit Pure Land.

"You guessed it right, but you didn't guess it right either."

Fan Li was speechless.

He held back for a long time, and only spit out three words: "Speaking in human language?"

Seeing him so depressed, Princess Changle was very happy, and laughed again.

"Don't be angry, I'll tell you right now, what's going on with [Glutton Demon Art]."

"Actually, there is no such thing as [Gluttony Demon Art] in the world."

"The secret skills practiced by Dong Zhuo are just an abridged version of another set of secret skills not taught in the Pure Land."

"Now it seems that the so-called magic skills taught by Pure Land only use Dong Zhuo as a tool on the spot, completely ignoring the hidden dangers of practicing incomplete secret skills."

Fan Li was stunned for a few seconds, then grabbed Princess Changle's shoulders.

"What do you mean!?"

"Is there any collusion between Pure Land and Dong Zhuo?"

"Why didn't you say it earlier!?"

Fan Li finally understood, where is the way out for Holy Master Hanyue?

Dong Zhuo?

Grand Master's Mansion! ?

He used too much force and pinched Princess Changle's shoulders until her shoulders hurt.

"Take it easy, friend."

Princess Changle was pitiful, but she didn't resist, allowing Fan Li to vent her emotions on her.

"This was also the first time I saw Dong Zhuo perform the [Taotie Demonic Skill], and then I realized that the Holy Master was in Chang'an."

"Who?"

"The Holy Lord of Fate, the most mysterious Holy Lord in the Pure Land. She has been away from the Pure Land all year round. I have never seen her and I don't know her true identity."

(There is also a chapter about minor illnesses that are the most annoying. The update will be delayed in the past few days.)
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