Luoyang City.

The fire in the palace of the Han Dynasty is soaring, and in the north of the city, the tombs of the emperors and harems of the Eastern Han Dynasty have all collapsed, and the tombs have all been dug up. The qi of the dragon veins escapes everywhere, surrounded by endless powerful ghosts, a huge imperial city, with the vast mountains, almost becoming the hell of Shura.

The army of the princes of the Eighteenth Road, including the Cao army, which had just retreated from defeat, had already entered the city of Luoyang.

Each of them set up camp.

Bang!

Thundered!

In mid-air, there was a muffled thunderstorm.

In an instant, a torrential downpour fell on the blazing Luoyang Imperial Palace, slightly suppressing the fire. It took another two hours for the fire in the palace to slowly subside, and finally it was completely extinguished. But at this time, only the ruins of the Luoyang Palace remained, and the billowing smoke escaped and went straight to the sky.

Without the threat of fire, countless ghosts wandered back and forth in the palace.

The sound of ghosts crying is endless.

Yuan Shao, Liu Bei, Sun Jian, Gongsun Zhan, and even Cao Mengde, who had just returned from the defeat of Xingyang, all stood in front of the gate of the main hall of the South Palace of the Imperial City. Yan Liangwen Chou, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, Han Dang, Huang Gai, Xiahou Brothers and other generals stood behind the princes of all parties.

"Unexpectedly, my two brothers retreated for a few days, and Lu Fengxian took the lead in canonization. The first martial saint powerhouse in heaven and earth, he seized a wisp of luck and suppressed our great grandmasters. Now Dong Thief and Lu Bu retreated and burned the imperial city to the ground, in a vain attempt to destroy the luck of the Luoyang royal family. It's a pity that even if the imperial city is razed to the ground, there will still be a trace of luck left in the imperial city. ”

"When we enter the Imperial City, we may be able to taint a wisp of luck to counteract the suppression of Lu Bu Wusheng!"

Yan Liang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he spoke in a deep voice.

Yan Liang is eight feet long, his face is slightly thin, and his eyes are shining like a wolf and leopard.

The ugly man beside him was huge, with a resolute face, a scarred face, and a bloodthirsty glow from his eyes.

"If you are suppressed by Lu Bu's luck, it will be difficult to become a martial saint within ten years!"

"Enter the Imperial City first and seize a wisp of luck!"

The ugly voice of Wen was like a bell, and he stepped out and stepped towards the main hall of the South Palace of the Imperial City.

"Huh, Yan Liangwen is ugly, you want to enter the imperial city first and seize the luck of the royal family?"

"I can't wait!"

Guan Yu frowned slightly, and the two of them also moved quickly and stepped into the imperial city.

Bang!

However, in the next moment, the muffled sound of explosion and thunder suddenly erupted.

Yan Liangwen, who had recently entered the imperial city, flew straight upside down as if he had been hit hard, and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, the two of them cultivated strongly, barely stabilized their figures, and after landing, they retreated, stepping on huge holes in the bluestone ground.

"Poof!"

The two opened their mouths and spurted blood directly.

At the same time, Guan Zhang and the others also retreated from the imperial city, both of them were slightly pale, and their eyes showed extreme surprise.

"In this imperial city, there are people who are coerced!"

Zhang Fei shouted loudly.

"Immortal coercion?"

Sun Jian and Gongsun Zan were about to enter the imperial city, but when they heard Zhang Fei shouting, their faces changed slightly, and they subconsciously stopped.

Guan saw the phantom of the human immortal's head, suspended in the sky above the mountain, reflected in the imperial city, and suppressed the luck of the imperial city. If Guan is not mistaken, this person's immortal head must be Wang Mang, the emperor of the Han Dynasty two hundred years ago. The person who controls Wang Mang's head must be a strong man in the Dao Law of the Han royal family. ”

Guan Yu spoke slowly and said in a deep voice.

"Human Immortal Wang Mang?"

Hearing these four words coming out of Guan Yu's mouth, everyone present changed their color.

"Wang Mang is the ancestor of the new dynasty, claiming to be the emperor of the earth, usurping the Han family that year, Emperor Guangwu and the Empress Dowager Xiaoyuan joined forces to suppress it. Today's person who manipulates Wang Mangren's immortal head and suppresses the fortune of the royal family must be the Thunder Tribulation Divine Thought left by the Empress Dowager Xiaoyuan. Liu Bei's eyebrows lowered and he spoke slowly.

"The immortals suppressed the luck of the Imperial City, if we forcibly enter the Imperial City, I am afraid that we will be suppressed. ”

Liu Bei said.

"Human immortal suppression?"

"Brother Xuande, is there a way to crack it?"

Cao Cao looked at Liu Bei and asked.

Liu Bei smiled indifferently.

"There's nothing to crack. ”

"We are all Hanchen, and the Empress Dowager Xiaoyuan won't let us enter the imperial city, so it's okay if we don't enter. ”

"Brother Gongsun, Yun Chang, Yide, let's go. Dong thief has been expelled by us, with the Han Emperor fled to Chang'an, except for Brother Meng De, no one pursued Dong Zhuo, just stayed in this Luoyang City, watching the luck of the imperial city. The Eighteenth Route Princes Alliance exists in name only, if you stay here, I'm afraid there will be changes, let's go back earlier!" Liu Bei looked cold, his voice was low, and he strode away.

Guan Yu and Zhang Fei did not hesitate and immediately followed.

"Huh?"

At this moment, Cao Cao's eyes narrowed slightly.

"To enter the Imperial City, it is actually very simple. ”

"Wang Mangren's immortal head, suppressing the luck of the royal family, can suppress us, but it will not suppress the young man under the weak crown. "Zhou Li" said: Twenty crowns and words for men. Only a weak crown can be considered an adult, since a teenager who is not a weak crown is not even an adult, the coercion of human immortals will naturally not be deliberately suppressed. ”

"Liu Xuande is over thirty years old, and at his age, he can't enter the imperial city. He has no heirs to leave, so what can he do if he doesn't leave?"

Cao Cao said slowly.

"Let's go!"

Cao Cao also strode away.

"Yuan Rang, you tell Ang'er to let him enter the imperial city, whether he can seize a wisp of luck depends on his creation!" At the same time, Cao Cao said to Xiahou Tang beside him.

"A young man under the age of a weak crown can enter the imperial city?"

"Quickly inform Tan Er and let him come to the Imperial City immediately!" Yuan Shao's face was gloomy, and he instructed Yan Liangwen Chou.

"Hahahaha, who can compare to my grandson Sun Wentai's son Sun Ce?"

"Cheng Pu Handang, please come quickly!"

Sun Jian's eyes flashed with confidence.

Among the princes of the Eighteen Roads, except for Cao Cao, Liu Bei, Yuan Shao, Sun Jian, and Gongsun Zhan, the rest were all mediocre and did not dare to watch the imperial luck in the imperial city of the Han Dynasty. is as ambitious as Yuan Shu, and he is afraid of the two generals under Yuan Shao's account, Yan Liangwen and Chou, and he does not dare to make a mistake. These princes entered Luoyang, plundered the empty city, and then left.

Including Cao Cao, Yuan Shao, Sun Jian and others, they also retreated.

Only the proud son of heaven among the descendants of the princes who are less than the year of the weak crown secretly went to the imperial city to seize a trace of luck.

Yuan Shao's son Yuan Tan.

Cao Cao's eldest son, Cao Ang.

Sun Jian's eldest son, Sun Ce.

It is the most powerful contender for the luck of the Imperial City.

Before the imperial city, Zhao Yun and Ding Wu came quickly.

"Huh?"

Just before rushing to the gate of the Imperial City Nangong, Zhao Yunhu's body was shocked, and his brows were slightly furrowed.

Although the Empress Dowager Xiaoyuan was forced into the depths of the mountain by Lu Bu, she manipulated Wang Mang's immortal body to suppress the luck of the imperial city...... I am a half-step great grandmaster-level powerhouse, once I enter the imperial city, I will inevitably be severely oppressed by the power of human immortals, and I will be seriously injured at least and I will die at worst. Zilie, this Luoyang Imperial City, I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany you in!" Zhao Yun stopped, his face was solemn, and he said in a deep voice.

"The ghosts of the mountains poured into Luoyang, and there was a dead silence in Luoyang City. If Ren Hongshang was still in Luoyang, he must have entered the imperial city. Zilie, you have not yet reached the age of a weak crown, and the coercion of human immortals is ineffective against you. This time, you need to use your own strength to seize the royal treasure and find Ren Hongsheng. ”

"Providence is so, I should also leave!"

Zhao Yun said.

Zhao Yun was about to leave, and Ding Wu was naturally a little reluctant.

But he also knew that he couldn't always walk with Zhao Yun, and he needed to go through the world by himself in order to grow rapidly.

"In the near future, maybe you and I will see each other again. ”

"Zilie, where will you go after leaving Luoyang?"

Zhao Yun asked Ding Wu.

"Boundary Bridge!"

Ding Wu quickly wrote two words on the ground.

A year later, Gongsun Chan and Yuan Shao fought fiercely at the Jieqiao. At that time, the two great masters of Yan Liangwen and Chou will take action. Ding Wu wants to use the secret method of "passing on the torch" to obtain martial arts, and he must participate in the battle of the boundary bridge.

"Boundary Bridge?"

"There is the junction of Jizhou and Youzhou, Yuan Shao and Gongsun Zhan are interested in dominating the north, and they will inevitably fight at the boundary bridge in the future. Yuan Shao has Yan Liangwen and Chou under his account, and Gongsun Zan also has three brothers, Liu Guan and Zhang. I can take refuge in Gongsun Chan temporarily, and perhaps, I can also have the opportunity to make friends with Liu Guanzhang. ”

"Zilie, there will be a period later!" Zhao Yun did not stay any longer, urging the horse to leave quickly.