In addition to the Liu family’s imperial tombs, there are also the tombs of countless generals, ministers, kings and princes. Most of the tomb owners of these tombs were ancestors of aristocratic families during their lifetime.

If Dong Zhuo digs these tombs, it is equivalent to a complete break with the aristocratic families in the world. In the future, there will never be another aristocratic family who will surrender to his command. No normal person will be willing to follow such a cruel lord.

"General, it was Dong Zhuo's order. He asked Fan Chou to lead the army to dig out most of the tombs around Luoyang and plunder the money! It is said that the Liangzhou army also took away all the people near Luoyang, and slaughtered one million people in the imperial tombs of Mangshan to prepare for a blood sacrifice!"

Zhu Zhi showed an expression of extreme hatred on his face and said that it was nothing to dig a grave. When he said that the corpses of a million people who were slaughtered were all piled up in Mangshan, he could no longer control his mood and had a deep murderous intent toward Dong Zhuo and Liangzhou soldiers.

"Kill a million people?"

Gao Cheng's face suddenly became cold when he heard this, and his life was heavy and it was hard for anyone to hear it.

He immediately said coldly: "Lu Dai! Zhou Tai, you two lead an army of 80,000 to find a way to destroy these Liangzhou soldiers who dug graves. If you encounter the main force of the Liangzhou army, don't fight with them. Go to Luoyang quickly and don't let Dong Zhuo take the emperor and the people away!"

Lu Dai and Zhou Tai took the order, and with a loud bang, a total of 80,000 soldiers followed them away. Among these soldiers, a large number of strong soldiers from the surrounding areas of Luoyang. These people walked along the way and saw that Luoyang had almost turned into ruins. They had a deep hatred towards Dong Zhuo and Liangzhou soldiers. Their hearts were filled with anger. They wished they could die with the Liangzhou army.

"General Sun, let's go to Mangshan together and must kill Dong Zhuo!" Gao Cheng said in a deep voice.

Sun Jian nodded heavily, greeted the four generals and elite soldiers, together with Gao Cheng's soldiers, and changed directions and rushed towards the direction where the blood-colored light curtain appeared in Mangshan.

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The blood was overwhelming, corroding half of the power of the five red true dragons. No one activated the imperial seal, so he could only passively accept the attack.

Dong Zhuo, who was transformed by Wang Mang, showed a grim smile on his face when he saw this scene. Just when the power of the red true dragon disappeared, the black dragon he condensed occupied the magpie's nest and obtained all the power of the imperial seal. Most of his thoughts were attracted by the imperial seal, and his spiritual power was subconsciously dispersed.

Dozens of Jingguan corpses were originally refined into power by black pythons all over the sky. At this time, Wang Mang's consciousness was relaxed. A lot of blood from the corpses sprinkled, and the blood gathered into a stream, slowly moistening towards the Mang Mountain, gradually penetrated into the mountain.

After more than half an hour, the five red true dragons could not resist the erosion of blood and began to become complex, and the rich dragon power gradually disappeared.

"It's soon, it's soon! The imperial seal will be mine soon!" Wang Mang kept saying, his eyes glowing, and he wished he could immediately pour the black dragon magic into the jade seal.

Suddenly, the blood of millions of corpses continued to seep into the soil and contacted a layer of light yellow light curtain inside the mountain. Buzz! The blood fell on the light curtain, forming a water-shaped ripple.

"Who is it? Touched the seal?"

A faint sound rang out, and then an illusory figure seemed to wake up from the ancient times, slowly opened his eyes, passed through the mud, rocks in front of him, and saw the scene outside.

"Son Bai Di! It's you again!"

When this illusory figure saw the scene outside, it swayed, and then he quickly condensed. The original illusory shadow turned into a young man in an imperial robe. He was elegant in temperament, dignified in appearance, majesty, and the kingly style of raising the world.

He looked at the blood flowing in Mangshan and the resentment formed by millions of people tragically killed in the sky. A trace of anger appeared in his eyes. He took a step forward and appeared directly above Mangshan, stretching out his right hand towards Luoyang City.

Swish! A red sword light suddenly flew from Luoyang from afar. The sword light passed by in the air, like a meteor outside the sky, forming a long tail, instantly cutting the blood-red light curtain and the black python gas all over the sky.

"Chixiao Sword? What's going on?"

Most of Wang Mang's consciousness was focusing on the imperial seal. He suddenly felt a familiar sword light, and in an instant, he was sweating all over his body. When he turned around, he saw a red long sword inlaid with beautiful jade, which had arrived at Mangshan and landed in the hands of the young man in the imperial robe. He did not notice when the other party appeared!

"Liu Xiu! You are not dead? This is impossible! You have only cultivated to the ninth level of soul refining, and before you even entered the realm of magical powers to cultivate into the immortal soul, your life span has been exhausted. How could you appear here?"

Wang Mang's forehead was sweating in cold sweat, and the black python air in the sky quickly condensed, turning into a black giant python, appearing together with the black dragon magic figure that was originally waiting for an opportunity to enter the imperial seal, protecting himself tightly.

The one who appeared in front of Wang Mang was Liu Xiu, who had already died. His spiritual power was very strong. When he appeared, he instantly fixed the three thousand flying bear army on the Mang Mountain, and used his mental power to search their memories and understand the situation today.

When he knew that the Han Dynasty was in decline, he sighed secretly, "I didn't expect that the seal I and the Qing family jointly set up could not allow the Han Dynasty to inherit it continuously! It's God's will. As expected, there is no immortal dynasty in the world..."

Liu Xiu temporarily put away his complicated thoughts, looked at Wang Mang in front of him, his eyes gradually became cold, he held the Chixiao Sword in his right hand and made a sudden move. A red divine light burst out, shining ten miles around Mang Mountain.

Collapse collapse!

The altar formations arranged on Mangshan exploded one after another, and the blood-colored light curtain in the sky was divided into countless subtle existences, which were completely destroyed by the divine power of the Chixiao Sword. Without the erosion of the blood-red light curtain, the five real dragons on the imperial seal were slowly retracted.

At this time, Wang Mang calmed down, and his thoughts turned rapidly. He suddenly thought of something. He carefully checked the terrain and direction of the mountains and rivers, and laughed and said, "So that's it. You have not cultivated an immortal soul, but have just preserved your spiritual thoughts with the formation of the Mangshan Emperor's Tomb!"

"Liu Xiu, it would be fine if you don't take action. Now, as soon as you take action, your power will begin to be consumed continuously. You only have three strikes. If you take action three moves, your mind will collapse and disappear completely!"

Wang Mang noticed the other party's background and felt a little relieved. He smiled and said, "It's just three moves. Even with the Chixiao Sword, you can't kill me! Liu Xiu, just wait for the Han Dynasty to be destroyed by me!"

Liu Xiu didn't say much, and swung his sword again, and with a swish, he cut Wang Mang's black dragon and giant python into two halves, and the red divine light penetrated the void.
Chapter completed!