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Especially because of the royal preferences, especially the most valuable antiques in the Tang and Song dynasties.

If this is really a large tomb of the Tang Dynasty, it will be enough for them to eat for the rest of their lives.

However, if the Cultural Relics Protection Agency of Dachu gets any news, they will have only two options: eating a prison meal or eating bullets!

Therefore, doing this business is definitely a business with your head hanging around your waist. It is also extremely vicious... Even the police dare to resist, anyway, they are just a dead person!

But at this moment, they could only hear the vague screams from the depths of the thief hole, which immediately made the two people on the ground feel terrified and they couldn't help but pull out the rope.

"Go quickly, there is..."

The man below was just pulled out of the thief hole and shouted half a sentence. He was already spitting blood in his mouth, obviously he could not survive.

The two of them just realized that the person they pulled up was too light and that only half of their bodies were left...

"Not good, go quickly..."

At this time, it was definitely not the time when the mother-in-law was mother-in-law. The two looked at each other and turned around and ran away at the same time.

During the heavy rain, a black air vaguely rushed out of the thief hole, about seven or eight feet long, with teeth and claws spreading like a poisonous dragon.

One of them looked back and saw this scene. When he was so scared that he tripped down and fell down along the mountain. The flashlight was off, but he didn't know where he threw it.

As I kept rolling, I could hear a scream coming from afar...

But at this moment, a thin old man holding a wooden stick in his hand and a small mirror hanging on it was running in the mountains at an incredible speed and soon arrived here.

At this moment, seeing the rushing black air from afar, my face turned pale: "I'm actually a step late, and it's another damn tomb robber... Let me catch them and I must put their souls into this purgatory mirror and suffer forever..."...

After activating the Three Realms Mirror, Tang Changsheng returned to the Black Rock Mountains. But beyond Tang Changsheng's expectations, it seemed that the Wuman World had just passed about ten days. Obviously, the speed of time in this world was much slower than that of his own world...

"Boom..."

With a sound of thunder, the endless wilderness appeared in my eyes, just by a river called coiled water.

The size of this city is almost no smaller than that of Luodu, the Great Chu, but in terms of spectacularity, it is naturally far inferior.

But the most eye-catching thing about this city is that this city is different from other cities, because there are no walls and moats in this city, just like a modern city.

Only a dozen extremely powerful forces run through the world and suppress the entire city. This is Pancheng, which can also be called Panwang City.

This is the center of the entire world, and it is also the so-called Pan Wang ruled the entire world.

Countless slaves lived and worked between the low rooms and narrow streets of the city, creating countless huge wealth.

However, these are all in the outer city, divided into dozens of districts, each with different uses, but they are neatly planned.

And only in the inner city is where the luxuriously dressed gods live.

There are gorgeous and tall buildings everywhere, and the wide streets that allow ten elephant beasts to run parallel at the same time.

Of course, the most shocking place here is the huge altar hundreds of meters high in the outer gate of the palace. The entire altar is light brown, because of the long years of thousands of years, the color of slaves being dyed by blood sacrifice.

On important days, countless livestock and slaves are slaughtered on this altar, often in thousands.

And even though decades have passed, the sacrifice held by King Pan ascended the throne is still talked about. Because of this sacrifice, King Pan has prepared 100,000 slaves...

This sacrifice lasted for several months, and blood almost enveloped the entire Panwang City.

And because of this, the current Pan King has been loved by the ancestor gods, thus becoming the most powerful Pan King in history!

Now, there are rituals held on this altar, and thousands of prisoners and slaves of the Jie tribe were sent to the altar, and their heads were cut off one by one, allowing their blood to flow on the altar.

Sacrifices of this scale are not very large, but the quality is quite good.

Because these are all warriors who have opened their bloodlines, their blood and energy seem to be powerful.

Especially some powerful warriors, even though their heads were cut off, their bodies did not stop moving for a while and were still struggling and twitching.

Seeing this scene, the priest who presided over the sacrifice showed more joy: "The ancestor god likes the soul of this powerful warrior... These are especially these Jie warriors. I hope that next time I sacrifice, there will be more slaves..."

Standing high above the throne, drinking bloody lamb wine. These wines made from the blood of the newborn baby and the most nourishing... can even allow the pure vitality of the newborn baby to replenish the power of his body's desire to gradually age and disappear.

This is the most popular wine in Panwang City. Of course, the best of these wines will always be in Panwang’s cup!

At this moment, when facing such a sacrifice, the Pan King casually said indifferently: "The next sacrifice will not be a slave of the Jie clan, but the high priest does not worry, the slaves from the Black Rock Mountains will not be worse than those of the Jie clan!"

"King Pan is preparing to attack the Heiyan Mountains?" The high priest was stunned.

"The enemies from the sky are getting stronger and stronger, and I can feel that their power is increasing." King Pan seems to answer the question that he is not asking.

But then said: "I need more slaves, enrich my army of servants, and as the object of sacrifice.

The Jie tribe has been driven to the edge of the desert, and their number is getting smaller and smaller, and the distance is getting farther and farther. It will become more and more difficult to catch them..."

The originally powerful Jie tribe was even able to be enemies with King Pan. However, under the attack of the talented King Pan in front of him, he was constantly defeated.

Millions of soldiers died in battle, and the tribes were separated, and now they have been driven to the edge of the desert. At that time, the 100,000 slaves sacrificed by the blood were all prisoners of war from the Jie tribe.
Chapter completed!