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The gate slowly opened in front of Su Heng, with rolling air and white mist.

But the scene inside did not remind Su Heng of a cold tomb, but more like a wide square.

Under his feet was a thick blue-black stone floor, on which tall guards were lined up.

Each of these warriors was more than three meters tall, like clay sculptures, but every detail on their bodies was lifelike.

They were neatly arranged together, exuding a terrifying aura of advancing and retreating like a mountain.

Su Heng stepped forward into the square.

Above the dome was not a ceiling, but a thick, rolling bright yellow haze, from which the light emanated.

On both sides of the square stood huge dragon columns and screen walls, all carved from precious white marble.

At the end of the square was a raised staircase, and on the staircase was a gorgeous vermilion palace.

Su Heng stopped.

His eyes inevitably fell on those screen walls.

A huge mountain is depicted on a screen wall, and a giant in military uniform stands on the mountain.

He is wearing the clothes of the grassland people, decorated with metal sequins and beast teeth, riding boots on his feet, and a narrow ritual scar on his face. His eyes are like a hawk, full of energy.

There is a familiar hunger in those eyes that Su Heng can never get satisfied.

Some people need water and food to live.

And some people need something else to live, blood, slaughter and endless war.

There is also a line of inscriptions written in ink on this huge screen wall, and the color has not faded even after thousands of years - "This is the bow of the world. Conquering this place is conquering fate."

"Anshelie doesn't seem to be a local." Su Heng looked at the clothes on the portrait and touched his chin.

He should have thought of it earlier, after all, the name Anshelie sounds a bit weird.

"He comes from the grasslands of Tarkas." An Ran appeared quietly beside Su Heng, and her eyes fell on another screen wall.

A golden sun casts into the sea, and the green reflects the fire lake.

The screen wall shows another landscape, which is equally magnificent, but there is no human figure.

"Tarkas Prairie... I have never heard of this name." Su Heng pondered for a while, but failed to collect more information from these screen walls.

"Tartas, in the local language of Anshelie's hometown, is called 'Dragon Abyss'."

An Ran explained, "Legend has it that it is the burial place of a real dragon."

"If the dragon blood in Anshelie's body is really obtained from the grassland, then this legend is not groundless." Su Heng showed an interested look on his face. As for dragons, this kind of creature standing at the top, any information about them is precious.

The "Sky in the Clouds" secret realm, just because the Tyrant Dragon left footprints there, attracted countless strong men to shed blood for it.

"If there are really dragon bones buried on the Tarkas grassland, why have I never heard of it?"

"These are all myths and legends that have been passed down for thousands of years. Who knows whether they are true or not? There are also rumors that Canglong Mountain is transformed from a real dragon, but so far it has not shown any magical places." An Ran explained, "Another point is that the Tarkas grassland is outside the borders of the empire."

The Great Zhou Dynasty was a dynasty with an extremely strong desire for expansion.

Since its birth, thousands of years ago.

Wars have never stopped.

The reason why it was not included in the territory of the dynasty was mostly because the environment was too harsh, just like the Skull Plain.

And An Ran's next words also confirmed that Su Heng was right.

"Liuzhou is to the south of Jiangzhou, and Hunxi Mountain is to the west of Liuzhou. To reach the Tarkas grassland, you must try to cross Hunxi Mountain. And Hunxi Mountain..." An Ran shook her head and explained, "Hunxi Mountain is a barren land of 800 miles, with no grass growing. If you want to cross this mountain, even if you have a copper head and an iron body, you will be boiled alive into juice."

"You seem to know a lot about these things." Su Heng said calmly.

"After An Shelie fell, the rest of the An family descendants have thought about going to the grassland to explore the source of dragon blood. But so far, the attempts of several generations have all ended in failure."

An Ran explained.

She followed Su Heng step by step.

At this time, the two of them walked and talked, and had crossed the square and came to the bottom of the stairs.

On this ancient staircase, a giant in golden armor held a spear, with a solemn expression on his face, exuding a heavy breath like a mountain. They were defending their master, waiting for their king to defeat death and return again.

Crack!

An Ran stepped on something, making a noise.

The two stopped at the same time, looked down, and a broken bone suddenly appeared in front of Su Heng.

"Interesting..." Su Heng took a glance and judged that it had been dead for about three to five hundred years. Its owner was quite powerful, and there were obvious martial arts changes on the bones, and lines produced after the second development.

"Before us, someone came here?" Su Heng said in surprise.

"This..."

An Ran shook her head, "I can't say for sure about Changshengtian. Maybe it was through some kind of coincidence that he happened to enter the tomb."

"How did he die? There is no mechanism here."

An Ran's delicate brows were also deeply frowned. These things were beyond her understanding.

She took a step back and came to the other side of Su Heng's body.

Looking down, I could see that the corpse of this person was divided into two parts, as if he had been dragging on the ground for a while. His death was extremely tragic, and I could see the black marks left after the blood dried up.

"It seems to have been cut into two by a huge sharp blade." An Ran stuck out her tongue and suddenly realized something.

She raised her head blankly and looked at the giants wearing golden armor on the steps.

"No way!" An Ran swallowed her saliva with a stiff face.

The next moment, the giants moved.

Bang!

It took them less than half a breath to recover from recovery to full strength.

The golden blade in the giant's hand fell from the sky with a sharp and piercing sound of breaking through the air, and smashed down on An Ran's forehead.

Some inexplicable force blocked the surroundings.

An Ran's strength was mobilized, but she couldn't break free from such a blockade.

She could only stare with wide eyes and watch the golden blade rapidly enlarge in her sight until it occupied her entire field of vision.

Swish!

The front suddenly went dark.

The expected severe pain did not come.

Su Heng stretched out his hand like a sky curtain in time and pressed it against the chest of the golden armored giant.

The force vibrated, and the muscles burst out like a spring full of power.

The three-meter-tall giant was wearing golden armor, and his body size was not much different from Su Heng in normal state.

But the difference in strength between the two was too big.

Su Heng seemed to just lightly stretch out his hand and push forward, but the giant was hit by a cannonball and was knocked down without any resistance.

He flew backwards and hit the steps.

A huge dent appeared on the golden armor, almost pierced through.

But the giant did not seem to suffer any serious injuries. He struggled to get up from the ground with a tooth-grinding friction sound, and then more golden armored giants woke up from their slumber on the steps.

"Interesting." Su Heng showed an interested look on his face.

Although it was just a casual attack, the power that burst out was enough to severely injure Tiangui, but it failed to cripple the giant.

Su Heng looked around.

There are a total of seventy-eight giants revived on the steps.

The giant that was just knocked out by Su Heng is the tallest. He has a red tassel on his head and the most gorgeous armor. He seems to be the leader of this group of warriors.

"I remember." An Ran's face is pale. It is not known whether it is because of fear or because of excessive blood loss when opening the tomb just now.

"These are the dragon guards who once followed An Shelie to make great military achievements. After An Shelie's defeat, these dragon guards also disappeared. I thought they were destroyed by Taizu's army, or chose to retire to the countryside somewhere. I didn't expect that they were directly led by An Shelie into the tomb."

"An Shelie has been dead for thousands of years, but the dragon guards he left behind are still there. This is incredible."

Su Heng looked at these giants, and his face showed a faint excitement.

It was not because of the excitement of war.

Although the strength of these dragon guards is not weak, they still cannot pose any threat to Su Heng.

Mainly because of their sturdy bodies and sophisticated armor and weapons, it was like a collector seeing a limited edition gilded figurine.

And Su Heng really needed such powerful followers. After all, Su Heng had to personally deal with any random person who came out to provoke him, which was really embarrassing.

"Be careful." An Ran didn't know why Su Heng suddenly got excited.

She rubbed her cheeks and reminded him dutifully, "These dragon guards have been given dragon blood, and their strength is very strong. And they share thoughts and advance and retreat in unison. Even if ordinary Tiangui strongmen rush into their camp, they will be cut into fine pieces and can be mixed with a large bowl of noodles."

"An Shelie controlled you with dragon blood?"

Su Heng thought as a matter of course, "His era has ended, kneel to me. When I kill An Shelie, I will let you regain your freedom."

"He didn't force me to wait." The leader of the dragon guards pointed his weapon at Su Heng, and the remaining dragon guards surrounded Su Heng in a circle.

"He is the Dragon King, the conqueror among conquerors, and we are his blood relatives."

The leader of the Dragon Guards said calmly, "Give me all I can give, serve me all I can serve. One life, one hundred lives, one thousand lives, we will give him as much as he wants."

"He is indeed a monarch worth following." Su Heng laughed, and then said with some regret, "In that case, I can only grant you death."

"With pleasure."

Roar!

As soon as the leader of the Dragon Guards finished speaking, Su Heng roared.

A large amount of black smoke exploded from his body, and the vast power like the abyss was like a black wave, covering the entire mausoleum in an instant.

And in the black smoke that covered everything.

Su Heng's eyes turned red, his arms transformed into ferocious dragon claws, and he had already pounced forward.