In the army, a group of cavalry wearing yellow scarves were rushing into Dong Zhuo's army.

Zhang Jue took the lead, pointing the Taiping Sword at Dong Zhuo in the distance, and said with a smile: "Black Maitreya! Your grandfather, I'm here to find you!"

Dong Zhuo smiled disdainfully and replied: "You god, you have indeed not forgotten your memories. You came to the world as an immortal. You are not afraid of the backlash and death!"

After saying that, he also rushed over with a group of cavalry.

Lu Yin grinned, "I didn't break any rules. I got all this by myself."

Dong Zhuo naturally didn't believe it, and even more disdainfully said in his heart: It must be the back door opened by the great immortal Huangjiao.

The two armies gradually approached, and their swords and swords were separated at one point, leaving only two groups of cavalry behind them fighting.

"Zhang Jiao, you ignore the law of heaven, commit rebellion, and do disobedient things. Not even Huang Tian can protect you!"

Dong Zhuo shouted loudly.

As soon as he made slight contact, he felt relieved. This Lu Yin had indeed passed through the tribulation and had not exceeded the limit. Otherwise, he would not be able to wander around Luoyang so easily.

As for himself, the worst he could do was abandon this body and kill Lu Yin here.

Lu Yin smiled slightly and pointed his sword at the sky, "Thunder is coming!"

Dong Zhuo's heart was trembling, and he ignored his demeanor at the moment. He turned over and got off his horse, lying tightly on the ground, letting the black mud wrap around him.

The black mud stained the whole body, as if wearing a thick layer of armor.

"Boom!"

Several thunderbolts fell in succession.

Dong Zhuo's formation was completely confused. Li Ru's figure was like a ghost, approaching Lu Yin. Zhang Ning also came out of the darkness, blocking him with a spear in his hand.

Li Ru and Zhang Ning fought against each other but separated.

The thunder stopped, and Dong Zhuo stood up in embarrassment, laughing as he listened to the sound of horse hooves in the distance, "Lu Yin! Have you ever thought that one day you would also be hunted down?"

"Do you hear the sound of horse hooves in the distance? That is the will of the big man, the minions of the red dragon!"

This short period of glory made Dong Zhuo look like a madman. Yes, Black Maitreya, who had been on the run for many years, never expected that he would become a human being after walking around the world. Not only was he blessed by destiny, but he was also protected by the fate of the country.

Lu Yin, who was riding a white horse, turned around and took a look, and couldn't help but shake his head slightly.

You see, good guys have to be held at gunpoint.

What a world!

He reached out and picked up Zhang Ning and put it in front of him. The Taiping Sword was dancing in his hand, and he saw yellow wind blowing everywhere, heavy rain pouring down, and thunder and lightning.

When the wind stopped and the rain subsided, not only Zhang Jiao and Zhang Ning disappeared, but also the cavalry team.

Dong Zhuo stood up and bent down to pick up a soybean. He couldn't help but admired: "Such a gift of magical power is really scary."

Not only a small soybean, but also a cavalryman was transformed into a lifelike creature. Even I, a master of playing with souls, couldn't tell the difference between the real thing and the fake one.

Huangfu Song's army came in front of them. They were all disgraced and covered in mud and water, but their eyes were full of anger. Just now, spies came to report that Zhang Jiao and his army were already approaching Luoyang.

Zhang Jiao's army here is nothing more than a cover-up.

Zhang Jiao tricked them again.

Huangfu Song jumped off his horse and looked at Dong Zhuo with an ugly expression.

Dong Zhuo returned to normal, shook his head and said: "Just now there were strong winds, thunder and lightning, but now Zhang Jiao has disappeared again."

Huangfu Song paused and faintly heard the generals subconsciously swearing.

"Forget it, gather the troops quickly and march towards Luoyang."

Dong Zhuo bowed in return, and the group packed up their troops and horses and set off for Luoyang.

Outside Luoyang City, the Royal Forest Army had already seen Zhang Jiao's army from a distance.

It was a yellow ocean, gradually approaching.

"Woo!"

The trumpet sounded and the beacon was lit together.

Luoyang City quickly entered a state of martial law.

Outside the city gate, Cao Cao and others looked annoyed. Yuan Shao stood in front of the gate and cursed: "You can see it all clearly!"

"I am Yuan Shao! That Yuan Shao, the Fourth Third Duke! Hurry up and open the city gate!"

Someone responded from the city gate tower.

"General Yuan, please come back in the evening. Emperor Ling has issued an order that you are not allowed to travel!"

The meaning of this is obvious. If you try it at night, it will be inconvenient for everyone to watch during the day.

Yuan Shao cursed a few more times, but did not dare to wait until night.

"Zhang Jiao's army is getting closer and closer. If it turns out to be night, our lives may be in danger."

Yuan Shao said angrily.

It was quiet on the city gate tower.

The old Taoist-looking person on the side shook his head slightly and said: "Forget it, I will take you into the city, Taoist."

"you?"

Yuan Shao was stunned for a moment, and then he saw the old Taoist hit the dust with his hand, and everyone floated slightly, and followed the old Taoist across the city gate.

The people in the city were dumbfounded, and the people outside the city were also wide-eyed.

Yuan Shaogang wanted to go back and punish the big soldiers, but then he thought about it and said, "It's more important to enter the palace to face the saint. Let's act quickly."

Cao Cao and Liu Bei both nodded, and Guan Yu also bowed his hands to the old man.

The old Taoist hurriedly avoided it. If Marshal Guan hadn't been there on this trip, he would never have left the mountain.

Guan Yu also knew this very well.

The group of people rushed to the palace, first gathering Cao Cao's relatives, and then Yuan Shao's relatives. Before nightfall, the old Taoist saw Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty.

Inside the palace.

Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty sat high on the dragon chair, and the old Taoist just bent down and saluted, and then stood aside.

The concubine beside Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty showed a surprised look.

Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty looked at the old Taoist in front of him, who had a boyish face with white hair, square green eyes, gleaming light, and a body like an ancient cypress, and asked: "Who are you? Are you the person who floated across the city gate just now?"

The old Taoist shook his fly whisk and smiled, "That's right."

"My dear Li Yi, I am a hermit in the mountains and a descendant of Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty. I am here this time at the invitation of several friends."

"Li Yi? Emperor Wen of Han?"

Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty showed an unexpected look.

This aroused the interest of Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty, and he asked many questions about the time, place, and stars in the universe. This experienced man could tell a thing or two.

Finally, he said: "Why did you come here this time?"
Chapter completed!