Bank of The Universe Chapter 444: 9 great emperors! (2)
The stone city that appears in the barbarian city probably contains fire in the stone.
But Li Xiandao is not in a hurry. Now that he has the absolute dominant position, what is the hurry?
Looking at the lord of the Mandala Temple, Li Xiandao asked: "How many forces are going to share a piece of soup?"
The Lord of the Barbaric Temple said bitterly: "There are fifteen first-class great forces, and there are countless second- and third-rate people who want to have some soup."
Li Xiandao asked again: "What is the most powerful of these 15 forces?"
The lord of the barbaric temple was bitter, he wanted to say a little weaker, but Li Xiandao stared straight at him, making him afraid to lie.
"There are pinnacle emperors, several of them have a realm of destiny." The lord of the barbaric temple sighed.
"How many emperors and destiny does the opponent have? How many emperors and destiny do you barbarians have?" Li Xiandao continued to ask.
The lord of the barbaric temple calculated it silently, and he was shocked by himself, only to find that the gap was so big.
“We have nine emperors in the barbarian family and one in the realm of destiny.” The master of the barbarian temple is really about to cry, and he discovered that the barbaric temple is so weak.
"The fifteen forces of the other party, the emperors on the bright side add up, there are forty, and there are more than ten destiny realms."
Li Xiandao listened silently and couldn't help feeling emotion. This power gap is really big.
"Now that we know the difference in strength between the two sides, our world bank can help you through this crisis, what price will you pay?" Li Xiandao asked.
He is not in a hurry now, but this is an opportunity to make a lot of money.
"I don't know what the world bank needs?" the lord of the barbaric temple asked carefully.
"Spirit stone, spirit vein, or magic weapon, rare ore, or other things?" said the master of the barbarian temple.
"I want it all." Li Xiandao threw a voice.
The Lord of the Barbaric Temple looked stiff and looked blankly.
"Forty emperors, a dozen destiny realms, can sweep your barbarians, you think we can resist such a huge force, do not pay more resources, treasures, how can I agree?" Li Xiandao calm Road.
The Lord of the Barbaric Temple thought carefully, as if Li Xiandao was right.
Forty emperors and a dozen destiny, this is indeed a force so large that many people are desperate.
"I can give you all the treasures accumulated for tens of thousands of years." The master of the temple shook his teeth and said in a deep voice.
"As long as you can resist them, leave this ruin to us barbarians." The barbarian temple master added.
"How many treasures have accumulated over tens of thousands of years?" Li Xiandao asked calmly, without being confused by the words.
The accumulation of tens of thousands of years is given to Li Xiandao.
It sounds like a lot, but who knows how much he has accumulated over tens of thousands of years?
"The best aura dragon veins, five million." The lord of the barbaric temple firmly said.
Li Xiandao felt that this contract seemed to be signed.
"Various kinds of rare ores, refining materials, 50 million tons." The main shrine of the Mandala Temple gritted his teeth.
Li Xiandao wants to ask Xiao Qi to prepare the contract.
"Countless rare herbs, heaven and earth treasures one million tons." The lord of the barbaric temple said, his heart was bleeding.
Li Xiandao snapped her fingers and said, "Primary seven, contract."
Needless to say anything else, Li Xiandao was impressed by the five million top-quality Aura dragon veins alone.
Not to mention other things.
Little Seven immediately prepared the contract and handed it to Li Xiandao.
Li Xiandao took a closer look at the contract and found that there was one less regulation in it.
"Make up one, once we help you resist these forces, in the ruins of the stone city, we will take away a flame." Li Xiandao said.
This is the goal of Li Xiandao. Although the Dragon Vessel is important, it is still a bit worse than Shi Zhonghuo.
Little Seven immediately reinvented a contract with this added.
Li Xiandao handed the new contract to the Lord of the Manchu Temple. He said: "Sign it, once you sign it, our contract will take effect. Your treasure house of the Manchu Temple is ours, you can’t take things outside. Now."
The Lord of the Mandala Temple carefully checked the contract. This was a gamble. He used the Mandala to accumulate treasures close to one hundred thousand years, betting on the treasures in the Stone City this time.
Once there are many treasures in the stone city, or it can help the barbaric temple and help the barbarians, then you win by gambling.
On the contrary, there are no more treasures in the stone city than the treasures paid to Li Xiandao by the barbaric shrine, then you lose.
The price of gambling loss is the accumulation of nearly 100,000 years in the Barbarian Temple, which is completely gone, and it has to live a hard life.
But if the bet wins, the barbarian shrine and barbarian will go to the next level.
As the head of the contemporary barbarian temple, who is leading the barbarian's advance, he is full of courage, confirms that the contract is ok, and signs decisively.
"Cooperative Entertainment." Li Xiandao stood up and extended his hand.
"Happy cooperation, I don't know when you can see the power of Tiandi Qianzhuang?" The main man of the Mandala Temple asked immediately, feeling impatient.
Li Xiandao handed the contract to Xiaoqi, let her put it away, and then said: "Call them all, the monk of Tianxin, the four angels, the mentor of Tianguangming, the blood dragon, and the lord of the north."
Xiao Qi nodded, turned around gracefully, and called out.
The Lord of the Mandala Temple looked silently and secretly expected that these people would be very fierce when they heard it.
A minute later, a group of people came in the trading hall.
The monk of Tianxin took the lead, the monk with a clear eye, and a monk wearing a crescent moon, with a shiny head.
Behind him, the four angels have their own styles, the beautiful and beautiful moon angels, the ruthless fallen angels, the upright archangel chief, and the fighting angels who always maintain fierce fighting spirit.
Behind the four angels, there is the sky of pride that holds his head high, his hands behind his back, and his burly figure, which is higher than the head of the sky.
Behind them, there is a blood dragon in red clothes and the North King indifferent.
All-in-one emperor.
Except for the sky light, everything else is at the peak level of the emperor.
These nine great emperors appeared, stunned the lord of the barbarian temple.
The peak of the emperor!
The peak of the emperor!
The peak of the emperor!
Just look at a person, they are the peak of the emperor.
When seeing the light of the sky, the emperor's second floor.
The Lord of the Mandala Temple quickly removed his eyes~IndoMTL.com~ Without any thought, there was no shocked expression, and gave Tianguangming to the depressed, it was simply not to take the second layer of the Emperor seriously.
"Master!" Nine people came to Li Xiandao, all kneeling on one knee, shouting respectfully.
Li Xiandao nodded with satisfaction and looked at the Lord of the Barbaric Temple. He said: "The nine great emperors will go back with you and help your barbarians resist the invasion."
"What if it's not enough?" the lord of the barbaric temple hesitated.
Although they are the pinnacle of the emperor. (Except Tianguangming)
But there are forty emperors on the opposite side.
It's still clear.
"I play five by myself, you can rest assured." Li Wuya stood up, arms crossed his chest, proudly said.
The Lord of the Mandala Temple still looked at Li Xiandao.
"They are okay. If something happens, I will do it." Li Xiandao nodded and said.