Chapter 1187: Disaster Leads to the East, and the Stock Market Crashes
"The strong men of the Heavenly Aegis Bureau obviously won't make a move, and the people of the Heavenly Heart Alliance are all weak chickens, and they won't help us."
The mask of the Yaqi Orochi, trembling a few times, came out with a deep voice: "You can only wake them up in advance." β
"Ahh
Emperor Xianwu almost jumped up: "She told you not to forcibly wake her up, otherwise, there will be danger." β
"My remnant soul, getting weaker and weaker, won't help you much."
A sigh came from the mask: "If you want to win, kill all those pigs, this should be the only way."
Of course, if you're really worried, you can wake up her servant first, and if that fails, you can find another way. β
"Okay!"
This is not only a battle of dignity, but also a battle of life and death, and it is a matter of dignity for the country, the nation and the emperor.
In order to survive, for the sake of dignity, it is necessary to win.
If you want to win, you have to take a risk.
If they don't take the risk, once they lose, everything will be destroyed, and the five of them may not have a chance to wake up.
"Tiancong Cloud Sword, I got it back, if she can fuse this sword, she should be able to wake up normally."
The remnant soul of the Yaqi Great Snake threw the Heavenly Cloud Sword to Emperor Xianwu: "Since it has been decided, don't hesitate. β
"Understood."
Emperor Xianwu grabbed the Heavenly Cloud Sword, went to the depths of the cave sky, broke the seal, and entered an independent space.
Except for him and the remnant soul of the Yaqi Great Snake, no one knew about the existence of this space, and Tamako didn't know about it.
Tamako doesn't even know who a god is, and of course she is not qualified to know this secret space.
This is Emperor Senmu's biggest secret, and it is also one of the means to save his life, and of course he will not let others know about it casually.
Even if Tamako is his daughter, he can't let her know.
In this secret space, five real saints are sleeping.
It can also be said that they are five cold corpses, no breathing, no heartbeat, no body temperature, no different from corpses.
However, the five of them were really alive, and their souls were overdepleted and almost collapsed, so they fell into a deep sleep.
It's been more than 2,000 years, and all the ways they can think of are in vain, and the five of them are still asleep.
"Xianwu, don't be so naΓ―ve, Tiancong Cloud Sword, can't wake them up."
Just when Emperor Xianwu had a headache and was about to mess around, a voice with obvious sarcasm sounded in his ears.
"Who are you?"
Emperor Xianwu was taken aback, this was his own cave world, and no one could break in except for the saints.
"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that I have a way to revive the five of them."
The mysterious voice continued to tempt: "They are all real saints, and once you wake up, you will win." β
"What do you ask for?"
The consciousness of the other party can enter his cave heaven, 100% yes saint, to the saint, must not be neglected.
"You win, I want the body of the Oriental Boy, remember, it must be intact and not damaged."
The mysterious voice said the conditions, and the way to awaken the sleeper: "One person, a thousand Martial King souls."
If it is a Martial Emperor, it is estimated that five hundred is enough, the higher the talent, the higher the rank, the stronger the soul power. β
"One person has a thousand Martial King souls, if you awaken the five of them at the same time, you will need five thousand Martial King souls."
Emperor Xianwu took a breath of cold air, and the entire island, now I am afraid that there are only a few thousand Martial Kings.
"No wonder you have become a climate, a few thousand martial kings, you are a hair."
The mysterious voice sneered: "Thousands of dispensable ants, in exchange for five saints, you kid earn blood."
The five of them woke up, you can not only kill the Dongfang boy, but also counterattack and level the Dongfang Xianmen.
The Celestial Empire is nothing without those immortal sect powerhouses, and when the time comes, you can take down the Celestial Empire.
Think about it, how big is the territory of the Celestial Empire? Conquer the Celestial Empire, and you don't have to wait here to die.
If nothing else, in five years' time, the island here will sink, and you will have to wait for death. β
"Thank you seniors, juniors understand."
Emperor Xianwu still calculated this account clearly.
For a while, I just didn't turn a corner, and I didn't feel kind.
The mysterious voice is right, only 5,000 ants, if you can awaken the five saints, you will earn 100% blood.
With five saints, plus their own henchmen, they can sweep the world, and the Aegis Bureau has to stand aside.
"There's not much time, don't waste it, hurry up and do it, it's best to start devouring it tonight."
The mysterious voice passed on the mental method of the "Soul Eater Formula" to Emperor Xianmu: "What the result is, it depends on your creation." β
"Please rest assured that as long as the juniors wake them up, they will definitely kill the pig and hand over the corpse to you."
Emperor Xianmu came out of the secret space and called 12 mutants and 21 ghost guards over.
The combat power of each ghost guard is similar to that of Yamada Hisei, and they hide in the shadows like ghosts.
Even Prince Tamako only knew about their existence, but he had never seen them, and he was as mysterious as that god.
In addition to the remnant soul of the Yaqi Great Snake, the Ghost Guard is the last hole card of Emperor Xianmu and a means of saving his life.
But at this time, in order to catch the five thousand martial kings as soon as possible and wake up the sleeping saints, they could only send them out.
These people are his henchmen, trustworthy, and powerful, even if they are discovered, they will not be exposed.
After talking about the task, I repeatedly emphasized that try to grasp the high-level, if the high-level is not enough, you can catch some low-level martial emperors.
In a word, tonight, we must catch enough people, strive to do it tonight, and resurrect the saint as soon as possible.
As long as the saint is resurrected, Luo Xiaohu's garbage is a fart, and the saint can cripple them with one hand.
"Understood!"
The 12 mutants and 21 ghost guards hurriedly left the space and quickly disappeared into the dim night.
"I hope this method really works, otherwise, this time it will be really dangerous."
Looking at his henchmen who disappeared into the night, Emperor Xianwu took a breath: "Zhina pig, you will regret it." β
The five saints, not to mention all resurrected, as long as two or three are resurrected, they can kill Luo Xiaohu and them.
After the mutant is alienated, the energy is comparable to that of a saint.
But after all, he is not a saint, and he has no original power.
The true saint has the power of the origin, the combat power is against the sky, and the saint sweeps everything.
On this night, Xiao Dao inexplicably disappeared more than 3,000 high-level martial kings and more than 1,000 low-level martial emperors.
When the news was confirmed, everyone panicked.
Not to mention the cultivator world, even the citizens panicked.
No one knows where these people went, whether they were arrested or whether they disappeared themselves.
Toshiyuki Matsuda, the leader of the mutants, hurriedly led the trouble to the east and pointed the finger at Luo Xiaohu.
said that in order to win, Luo Xiaohu cultivated evil skills, captured the Martial King and the Martial Emperor, and wanted to absorb their energy.
The citizens of the island exploded at once, and began to flesh Luo Xiaohu, and they were busy for a long time without finding anything.
The people of the Celestial Empire were furious and began to fight back, and the two sides started an unprecedented battle online.
Keyboard warriors and various water armies have finally come in handy.
Both sides invited the water army, frantically flooded, one side blamed, the other side refuted, and the contradictions became more and more acute.
After the orange was discovered, a minor operation was performed, which caused the stock prices of several large companies on the island to plummet.
Seeing that the stock price has plummeted, and many people are unemployed, the citizens of the island have no heart to fight with time.
There was no money to hire people, so the navy naturally disappeared, and the small days were cowardly, and the people of the Celestial Empire began a major counterattack.
Just when the people of the Celestial Empire won a complete victory, the martial arts powerhouse of the King Kong family successfully arrived at Peking University.