Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang.

Ground.

Rumble——

Unlike the deathly silence underground, there was thunder and lightning and heavy rain on the ground.

Thunder came one after another, and the sound of thunder filled my ears, even covering up the sound of heavy rain.

The heavy rain washed the ground, and the huge raindrops hurt people's faces.

At the gap in the imperial mausoleum, mud flowed along the canal, mixed with bright red blood.

There were many people lying on the ground. Among them were the descendants of the Chang'an folk sect who followed Li Chongxi's call to guard the imperial mausoleum, and the Twenty-eight Stars who followed Jiaomu Jiaochuwu.

Chu Wu wanted to enter the imperial mausoleum, but Li Chongxi insisted on guarding.

The two sides faced each other with swords, causing heavy casualties.

Because there was a cordon outside and all the ordinary people inside were unconscious, the shopping spree between the two parties was not noticed by the outside world.

At this moment, the manpower of both sides has been reduced to a minimum.

Li Chongxi’s face was ugly. Because Chu Wu and others had the numerical advantage, and the Ghost King was helping them out, his casualties were relatively heavy.

But Chu Wu’s face was even uglier. He had all kinds of advantages, but he was still resisted by Li Chongxi and others for more than half an hour.

For them, time is more precious now.

What if Yan Shouyi got something like that in the imperial mausoleum...

Chu Wu felt a chill in his heart. If his action failed, Li Genmiao would probably not hesitate. Just kick him out of the team, right?

After all, Li Genmiao can employ a lot of people. In addition to the twenty-eight stars, there are also twelve Yuan Chen, four values ​​and five ghosts.

One more of him is not too much, and one less of him is not too much.

"How long can we hold on?"

Wang Jixiang was covered in blood, breathing heavily, and his voice was like an old scalper.

He turned back to look at He Xiping. He Xiping had just fought with a credit knife man. Although he killed the credit knife man, he was also cut open in the chest. He is now in Zhao Yiyao's Take care of him and retreat to the tent.

The others were also more or less unlucky, but the weakest one, Long Feicheng, was still intact because it had been wandering behind, shooting cold arrows and playing dirty tricks.

It’s just that the people on the other side have long hated this wretched guy Long Feicheng. If they seize the opportunity later, they will definitely cut Long Feicheng into pieces.

　“We can’t last much longer.”

A Gong frowned and said in a hollow voice: "My paper figures are almost used up, Luo Ning's zombies are all dead, and..."

He After taking stock of our own strength, we found that everyone was at the end of their strength and could not hold on for long.

"Brother Yan!"

Long Feicheng rushed to the gap in the imperial mausoleum and shouted inside: "Come out quickly, we really can carry it. I can't stand it anymore!"

In the dark corridor of the imperial mausoleum, only the echoes of Longfeicheng continued for a long time, and no response came from Yan Shouyi.

Shi Jing snorted coldly, turned around and said to Chu Wu: "A lot of your people died too."

"They are not important," Chu Wu said indifferently Said, "The top priority is to enter the imperial mausoleum."

"What is there in the imperial mausoleum that attracts you?" Yu Jinhong was interested in this.

He is simply a bereaved dog now, but a bereaved dog also has the heart to make a comeback.

Seeing that Chu Wu was so covetous of the treasures from the imperial mausoleum, Yu Jinhong also had an idea. If the treasures in the imperial mausoleum were powerful enough, he, Yu Jinhong, would have a chance to steal them and regain his strength!

Yu Jinhong, who was used to living a life of fine clothing and fine food, would never be able to endure the pain of being dependent on others.

Chu Wu was a little more defensive and ignored Yu Jinhong’s questions and said to Shi Jing:

“I will cast a spell to trap Li Chongxi and others. You and I each leave some men to delay them, while the others go into the imperial mausoleum! Once we enter the imperial mausoleum, we will do what we should do!"

Chu Wu's purpose is to find something, Shi Jing's The purpose is to kill Yan Shouyi, and the two parties only reached a temporary cooperation.

Shi Jing nodded and agreed to Chu Wu’s plan.

But there was no trace of cruelty flashing through his eyes.

For Shi Jing, just killing Yan Shouyi is of course not enough.

Only children make choices. The answer for adults is - want them all!

What’s more, Shi Jing is still a centuries-old ghost king. How could he not be interested in Chu Wu’s goal?

In Shi Jing’s plan, Yan Shouyi wanted to kill, Chu Wu also wanted to die, and even Yu Jinhong was on the death list. More importantly, he wanted to get everything in the imperial mausoleum!

This is the tomb of Qin Shihuang!

The best emperor in the world!

How could Shi Jing remain indifferent?

The two parties reached a cooperation, and Chu Wu immediatelylet's move.

He put his hands together, but he was not imitating the monk's salute. When he took his hands away, a string of small paper figures appeared in his hands!

These paper figures are no more than the size of a palm, with simple facial features painted on their faces. They hold hands and are connected in a string.

Chu Wu threw out the paper figures. These paper figures seemed to have been folded thousands of times. They were connected to each other and lined up in a long line, stretching for hundreds of meters, directly surrounding Li Chongxi and others!

"This is...!?"

The expressions of A Gong and Li Chongxi changed at the same time, their pupils almost shrank to the size of pinholes, and their eyes were full of fear!

“This is the unique skill of tying paper figures, and all ghosts will bury them!” A Gong said with a serious face, “Each paper figure in his hand has the soul of a living person sealed inside it. These souls hold hands, soul to soul, and can explode with huge power! Although I know this trick, but because I have to kill too many innocent people, I never thought of using it. This guy actually... "

The techniques of folk sects are so varied and endless that even seniors like Li Chongxi may not recognize them all.

But there is a way to estimate whether the opponent's moves are powerful or not. This method is to infer based on how many people the opponent has to kill when using his stunts!

The more people you kill, the more powerful your skills become!

Even Wang Ji, who didn’t know the trick of Ten Thousand Ghosts Ambush, went to them and heard that A Gong said that this trick could kill so many people, and he knew how dangerous this trick was!

Li Chongxi’s face was also extremely serious:

“You guys, please escape as soon as you can.”

Everyone listened. When Li Chongxi said this, his heart dropped even more.

Is even Senior Li ready to accept his fate?

Is there really no way to crack it?

But what Li Chongxi said next was: "I'm here to hold them back. How many of you can leave? This battle is not really over yet. The imperial mausoleum is your last battlefield!"< br />
Long Feicheng's eyes widened: "Did you agree for us to enter the imperial mausoleum?!"

"Why do you still care about so many rules at this time!" Li Chongxi shouted .

Everyone suddenly woke up and knew in their hearts that Li Chongxi was planning to sacrifice his life for righteousness and lead the successors of the folk sect in Chang'an City alone to hold back Chu Wu and others.

And their mission is to enter the imperial mausoleum to support Yan Shouyi!