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Chapter 577: The Birth of the Dramatist

"Two clan leaders, I didn't expect that I would be able to see you again."

Dong Zhuo's expression was very strange, like nostalgia and hatred.

Nostalgic, naturally, I miss my previous life in Tianxuan Realm.

Hatred, but there is a reason.

If it weren't for these two guys fighting to break the void, come to this world, and then die in this world, bringing the spirit of gods and demons to this world, this world would not be able to flourish, let alone give birth to many sages.

So many years ago, it in turn destroyed the Tianxuan Realm.

Now, he can only stay in this body and survive. It can be said that it is all thanks to the two clan leaders!

After watching for a long time, Dong Zhuo waved his hand and was about to say something, when he saw the sky-blue electric light shining one after another, splashing out with brilliant sparks, and bursting out with powerful power.

At the same time as the lightning flashed, the Xiliang soldiers under his command were wiped out, and the collection of death energy suddenly slowed down a lot.

"The Magistrate of Hao County... Gu Xian..."

Dong Zhuo's eyes turned cold. If it weren't for this guy, Lu Bu, who had been resurrected by himself, could bring him endless energy of death with his powerful immortal body.

However, precisely because he killed Lu Bu, he did not earn back the death energy he consumed, but instead lost a fortune in blood.

"I was about to leave Luoyang and move to Chang'an. I thought I would never be able to take revenge, but I didn't expect you to come to my door!"

Dong Zhuo turned his five fingers into claws, grabbed them out of thin air, and shouted coldly: "Claws of Death!"

The breath of death formed a sharp claw, and at a speed exceeding 50 times the speed of sound, it instantly penetrated Luo Zhi's chest, bursting out a streak of blood in the sky.

The sky-blue lightning completely disappeared, and a person fell from the sky.

Dong Zhuo sneered ferociously and ordered: "Come here, go and capture Gu Xian!"

He was merciful and did not kill him directly, but seriously injured him.

Haha, I lost so much blood and consumed so much death energy, how could I let him die so easily?

In a blink of an eye, Luo Zhi was brought to Dong Zhuo. A big hole was opened in his chest, and there was too much air coming in and too little air coming out. He was about to die.

Dong Zhuo laughed loudly, bent down and looked at Luo Zhi, and said: "Gu Xian! A small county magistrate has actually become a prince. Speaking of which, you are also a great person in this world. It's a pity that you are blind, and you actually want to

What kind of Han room are you going to help? Can that thing be lifted up?"

In the sky, Zhang Liang was driving a stream of pure energy and was rushing to Luoyang as fast as he could. At the same time, he was monitoring Dong Zhuo's actions with the Eight Formation Diagram.

He felt happy when he saw Gu Xian fly directly to Luoyang and massacre Xiliang soldiers. In the blink of an eye, he saw Dong Zhuo take action, seriously injuring Gu Xian with one move.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: "A tiger general has just fallen!"

Although he had suffered defeat at his hands before, Zhang Liang did not feel angry at all, not to mention that this time Gu Xian suffered such misfortune because of the people of Luoyang City.

Zhang Liang naturally felt regretful and a little guilty.

"But your sacrifice will definitely not be in vain. Dong Zhuo took action directly because of you, and I am afraid that his aura belonging to the Tianxuan Realm has been exposed. Once the formation spirit detects it, it will take action directly to kill Dong Zhuo!"

Zhang Liang hurriedly communicated with the formation spirits, but the result he got was beyond his expectation.

No!

The formation spirit did not notice the aura belonging to the Tianxuan Realm!

How is that possible?!

That move is not a move that belongs to this world at all. How could it not be checked?

Zhang Liang stared at the Eight Formations with wide eyes, and suddenly his eyes fixed on the two corpses in the hall of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Divine corpse!

Demon corpse!

As early as more than 1,000 years ago, it had already come to this world and brought great changes to this world.

Could it be that...

"Dong Zhuo is currently next to two corpses, and the strong aura of the two corpses covers Dong Zhuo's own aura, which prevents the formation spirit from detecting it! Damn it, so to speak, unless Dong Zhuo uses a weapon that transcends two corpses,

The ability to retain the aura of a corpse, otherwise the formation spirit would not be able to detect it at all?

This Dong Zhuo has actually calculated so deeply that in order to use his full strength, he specifically took out the corpses of gods and demons from the palace! Damn it, is Gu Xian's life going to be sacrificed in vain?"

In the prime minister's house, Luo Zhi raised his head and looked at Dong Zhuo, scolding: "Thief Dong, you have brought trouble to the world, you will not die a good death!"

"Don't want to die a good death? I'm talking about you, right! Lingchi, the car was broken, and the five horses were torn into pieces. One of them is your fate!"

"You! Thief Dong!"

Luo Zhi roared and struggled to stand up. Blood was flowing from the big hole in his chest. His face was pale and he looked like he was about to die.

"Even if I risk my life, I will kill you to eliminate harm for the country!"

As he spoke, Luo Zhi raised his fist tremblingly and punched Dong Zhuo in the head!

"Hahahaha," Dong Zhuo laughed wildly and said, "Just you? Want to kill me? Come on, come on, I'm right here!"

Luo Zhi said nothing, raised his fist, and walked toward Dong Zhuo step by step.

The big hole in his chest was bleeding, and as Luo Zhi moved, a blood path formed.

"I'm going to... kill you!"

He used all his strength to throw a punch.

Dong Zhuo didn't care at all. Based on Luo Zhi's current state, the punch he threw was at least 10 meters away from his body, so it was impossible to impress him.

Even if it hits, the remaining strength will not be enough to break his skin, and it may not even be able to bend a hair.

So, why worry?

Zhang Liang looked at the eight formations and felt sad. A man sacrificed his life and blood for the sake of the Han Dynasty. His last strength before his death was spent on killing Han traitors.

With such characters and such deeds, how could he not feel sad?

Ten meters away from each other, Luo Zhi punched tremblingly.

However, the moment the fist was punched, it was covered with two layers of armed colors and turned completely black.

Stomping his feet, Luo Zhi turned into an arrow amidst the cracking sound of the floor, using his fist as the tip of the arrow, and hit Dong Zhuo's head.

With a 100% utilization rate, all the power was concentrated on this fist, bursting out Luo Zhi's most powerful punch so far.

A strike from the Meteor God!

The expression on Dong Zhuo's face changed from laughing wildly to being horrified at this moment.

How is it possible?

Gu Xian, who had been seriously injured by him and was on the verge of death, and who was trembling when he walked, actually burst out with such terrifying power at this moment!

Is it a real explosion before death, or is it a complete deception?

Dong Zhuo was no longer in the mood to think, and he didn't even have time to defend himself.

Ten meters!

It’s too short for Luo Zhi!

The jet-black fist struck Dong Zhuo's head in an instant.

And Dong Zhuo, because of his previous negligence, not only did he not have the slightest defense against such a powerful punch, he even stood calmly and allowed Luo Zhi to attack any weakness in his body.

Now, the consequences of this negligence hit.

But he couldn't resist!
Chapter completed!
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