I really don't want to be a traitor

Chapter 60 The Holy Lord’s Defeat
Smoke rises.

In the Dragon Temple, the air seemed to freeze.

The two of them joined the dragon, their bodies turned into afterimages, and they collided countless times in an instant!
Fan Li's avatar returned to the Dragon Temple. Although he is not the main body, the perfect avatar that the system rewards with item changes is also an extremely precious resource, so it should be preserved as much as possible.

As for Fan Li's real body, he was already standing on the tallest drum tower outside the Great Chu Palace, watching the fierce battle in the Dragon Temple in the distance!
A drop of cold sweat dripped from Fan Li's forehead.

conspiracy?

Only when the power is not strong enough can the value of conspiracy be realized.

"I also want to try the thrill of being invincible and pushing all the way, but unfortunately the conditions don't allow it." Fan Li said softly.

At this moment, apart from the hundreds of elite garrison guarding around the Drum Tower, Fan Li didn't even have anyone to chat with.

He has mobilized all resources, and even Xiang Ning has been assigned tasks by him.

This battle is either victory or death.

In the Dragon Temple, the sharp roars of the Holy Lord Blood Phoenix were heard continuously!
A streak of blood suddenly appeared, as if it wanted to devour all living things in the Dragon Temple!
However, the dragon body transformed by Wu Zui is still strong, and the rock and earth color barrier of [Lu's Spring and Autumn] is still stable.

The holy master's roar seemed to be just impotent rage.

The battle continued.

Soon, it exceeded the one hundred moves boasted by the Holy Master!

Wu Zhui is still alive, and so is Lu Chunqiu. The Confucianism and Taoism Supreme Treasure and the Overlord Armor are indeed extraordinary.

"Hahahahaha!"

suddenly!

Holy Master Blood Phoenix laughed loudly, in the laughter was the freedom and helplessness of risking everything.

The blood in the Dragon Temple surged again.

The blood fairy form, which had just shown signs of fatigue, suddenly became stronger.

Fan Li narrowed his eyes slightly to watch the battle.

Although he was looking from a distance, he could still guess that the Holy Lord Blood Phoenix must have cast the secret method to catalyze combat power again regardless of the cost.

Holy Lord Blood Phoenix will definitely bear a huge price for this, but at this moment, the pressure on Wu Zai and Lu Chunqiu will also double!

"Fan Li! When I kill these two, I will definitely tear you to pieces!"

In the distance, the murderous Lingran voice of the Holy Master came.

But Fan Li was not afraid.

Because at this moment, six figures jumped into the tower and stood in front of Fan Li.

Fan Ming, Fan Chun, Fan Yuehua, Cao Cao, Liu Bei, Sun Quan!
All seven of them were covered in blood, but their eyes were full of force and force.

It's obvious that they both won their respective battles without much loss!
Under the tower, many generals of the garrison and Confucianism and Taoism practitioners from Lucheng gathered.

Some generals were seriously injured and could no longer fight.

There were 72 wise men in Lu Cheng, but only 63 people came at this moment, and the missing nine people did not know whether they were alive or dead.

In the Dragon Temple, the fierce battle between Mahayana realm experts moved everyone around the tower.

But none of those who dared to come here were afraid of Holy Lord Blood Phoenix, and the fighting spirit in their eyes hadn't faded in the slightest!
Cao Cao sighed: "There is a pure land of Sanskrit music in the world, who dares to despise women in the world?"

Liu Bei also nodded: "The Holy Lord and his ilk are indeed stunning. I have Shangxiang, but it is far from comparable to the Blood Phoenix Holy Lord."

Sun Quan glanced at Liu Bei and refrained from speaking.

"If you all have had enough rest, please take action." Fan Li reminded.

Although the wording was polite, it was entirely commanding.

All conditions have been negotiated before the war begins.

Now, these people are all their own wage earners, and they are not entitled to rest!

The faces of Cao Liusun and the three showed solemn expressions, but they still took firm steps and walked towards the Dragon Temple.

The rock-colored barrier seemed to have been prepared for a long time. A gap was briefly opened to let the three people enter, and then it was immediately closed again!

Soon, the roar of the Holy Lord Blood Phoenix came from the Dragon Temple!
The entry of three masters of the Dao realm with the destiny of the Son of Heaven brought tremendous pressure to her.

Fierce fighting lasted from day to dusk.

The bloody setting sun kept lowering towards the sky, and Fan Li could even smell the bloody aura coming from the direction of the Dragon Temple from the tower.

He suddenly said: "The garrison, the generals of the God Transformation realm, all enter the arena."

Almost at the same time that Fan Li made a sound, five figures entered the room quickly.

At this moment, the Dragon God Temple is already in ruins.

Fan Li continued: "Gentlemen, please."

There are 72 sages of Confucianism in Lucheng, but Fan Li only likes ten of them.

These ten people include Yan Yuan. They were all still alive during the previous battle in Taolin.

Yan Yuan said loudly: "Students, follow me to assist the teacher!"

As he spoke, he led the nine people into the Dragon Temple.

Great Chu Pengcheng.

This was originally a bustling place in the capital, a small paradise on earth.

However, under the great battle, the entire capital was as quiet as death, only the sound of fierce battles coming from the Dragon Temple.

After an unknown amount of time, the glow of blood soaring into the sky gradually dimmed, but the lingering bloody smell became more intense.

at last!

A blood shadow shot out high into the sky, it was the fleeing figure of Holy Lord Blood Phoenix!
The already dilapidated barrier of the cage finally failed to stop the Holy Lord Blood Phoenix, and was smashed through a big hole by her.

The Holy Lord flew towards the distance like a meteor, and did not come to trouble Fan Li.

Fan Li frowned.

With his cultivation base, he is really not sure how the battle situation in the Dragon Temple will be.

But if the Holy Lord escapes, it will be his endless troubles in the future.

Soon, Fan Li saw Lu Chunqiu, Wu Zui, Cao Cao, Liu Bei, Sun Quan and others walking out of the Dragon Temple one after another.

They were covered in blood, but they were all full of energy, with victor's smiles on their faces.

Behind these five people, seven Confucian and Taoist practitioners came out, including Yan Yuan.

As for the remaining three, I am afraid they have already died in battle.

The garrison lost the most.

None of the generals in the Transformation God Realm who entered the field returned their bodies, and after the battle, there was only one body that could barely piece together the whole body.

"Escaped?" Fan Li asked.

Lu Chunqiu clasped his hands and said: "Duke Jin, don't worry, Holy Lord Blood Phoenix is ​​dead. She lost her last life essence. Although she managed to escape, she only has half a day's life left, and she is about to lose all her combat power. She cannot pose any threat."

Fan Li nodded.

This result, he can accept.

"This battle has been won, thank you for your hard work."

Fan Li looked at the three of Cao, Liu and Sun, and said, "What I promise to the three will be fulfilled."

The three of them said sternly: "Jin Gong promised a thousand gold coins, we have no doubt."

In the eyes of Cao Liusun, Fan Li was no longer just a strong man who had great power in Chu.

After some planning by him, even the Holy Lord of the Pure Land will fall!
The three of them were friends rather than enemies with Fan Li, and they felt really lucky in their hearts!
"The clone was also saved. What an unexpected blessing." Fan Li said to himself.

The clone in the Dragon Temple had no need to appear in front of everyone and had quietly left.

The avatar can survive to the end, thanks to Lu Chunqiu and Wu Zai, otherwise it would have become the Holy Lord Blood Phoenix's tool to vent his anger in the early stages of the battle.

Lu Chunqiu sighed: "Duke Jin succeeded in trapping and killing the Holy Lord Blood Phoenix, he is truly unparalleled in resourcefulness!"

Fan Li smiled bitterly and shook his head.

In this battle, he has already tapped his limit, and it cannot be copied.

If there is another Sanskrit pure land body, I will die.

"But after the death of Holy Lord Blood Phoenix, have I become an enemy of the Pure Land of Sanskrit Sound?"

(End of this chapter)