"Since the leader of the 'Multiple Lives' clan is quick to speak, I will speak frankly..."
Huang Di nodded and stretched out two fingers: "Everyone who dies will be compensated with 200 million Qi and blood. Today's incident will be wiped out and we will no longer cause trouble to your [Soul] clan."
"How much is the compensation?" Duo Ming jumped up with a 'Whoosh!'
Eyes widened.
Looking at Huang Di in disbelief.
His chest was rising and falling, he was gritting his teeth and breathing "huh", "huh", "huh..." continuously.
Two hundred million blood? Are you kidding me? What is the least valuable thing in the world? It’s human life.
You know, if you just go out and wander around, you will encounter all kinds of strange ways to die.
As for fighting, the 'ten thousand tribes' fight against each other every year, and countless people have died at the hands of each other.
This kind of thing has been going on for tens of millions of years.
Who is not numb?
He died, only because of his poor methods...
"One life, two hundred million energy and blood." Tongtian Cult Leader muttered "Tsk", "Tsk..." a few times, and said: "If you want to say he has a dark heart, it has to be him."
Ying Zheng, Shennong and others.
He couldn't help but nodded in agreement.
Not just them.
The other [soul] tribes in the 'Little Broken City' were also shocked by Huang Di's lion's wide opening.
However, due to the opponent's strength, they didn't dare to speak randomly. They didn't dare.
But those emperors at the 'Ninth Grade' realm were different. An emperor who looked half-to-six times similar to Du Ming looked at the Yellow Emperor who was very close at hand.
He sneered again and again and said: "What kind of life is worth 200 million energy and blood? Xuanyuan, if you like it, I can give you some soul clan. Not to mention more, one life will be worth 50 million energy and blood. How about it?"
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"The [Soul] clan is also worthy of it?" Ying Zheng sneered.
"You..." The 'ninth-grade' emperor was so angry that he was about to retort when he saw Bai Qi, who still had a copper knife in his hand, looking at it with evil intentions.
Regarding the killing god of [Xian Qin].
There are almost no aliens that I hate. Even though he is only an 'eighth grade', his killing methods are far superior to those of the ninth grade.
"Don't blame me, clan leader, for having many lives. This is not my lion's fault." Huang Di shook his head and said with a calm face: "In fact, the number of our 'human' clan is too small. Each one grows up and consumes a lot of money."
provided countless resources.”
"Yinghuang, count how many people have been lost."
"Okay..." 'Ying Zheng' nodded, raised his hand and took out a [Military Book].
This is the destiny book of [Xian Qin].
It is filled with the names of all the soldiers.
Once someone dies, their name will turn gray. 'Ying Zheng' glanced at it a few times and said: "This time, a total of more than 117,000 people were lost."
"That is, two hundred and thirty-four hundred billion." Huang Di said slowly.
"No..." Duoming's face darkened and he refused directly. He was joking. Even if the [Soul] clan were to refine all the [Soul] clan's entire body, they would not be able to produce so much.
Look beyond the horizon.
Even if all the 'ten tribes' were added up, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to produce so much energy and blood.
"So, you are planning to default on your debt?" Huang Di's tone suddenly turned cold.
What is default?
When did this emperor admit it?
Seeing the people from 'Tongtian', 'Shennong...', they gathered around calmly.
And Bai Qi that guy.
He stood in front of the great emperors of the [Soul] clan.
The 'many lives' also went crazy: "I really can't get it. Not to mention tens of trillions, even 100 million points of vitality and blood, our [Soul] clan doesn't have it now."
Huang Di was startled: "Then what do you think we should do? It can't be done. We were tricked by you in vain, and our death must have been in vain."
Duoming gritted his teeth, with a face full of unwillingness, and said: "I can cooperate with you to fight for the treasures in the [Psionic Society] ruins. It can be regarded as forming an alliance."
"Of course, I also have a condition." Duoming added.
"What are the conditions? Tell me." Huang Di said.
Duoming stretched out a finger and said: "No matter how much you gain this time, I will take 50% of it. If you don't agree, then we will break up."
"If you want to be beautiful, you still need 50%."
Ying Zheng curled his lips and said: "Are you afraid that you have forgotten that you paid more than 20 trillion points in compensation?"
"At most 10%." Huang Di said.
"No, at least 40%." Duoming said.
"Two percent." Huang Di shook his head.
"Thirty percent..." he said, unwilling to give up.
"Okay..." Huang Di didn't waste any time and agreed directly: "When will the ruins of the [Psychic Society] be opened? Please tell me the details."
"There are still two days." Duoming said.
"Um?"
I heard time is so tight.
Everyone was startled.
"Where?" Ying Zheng said.
"The depths of [Tianwai Battlefield] can be passed now before it's too late. I have a map."
"Let's go back." Huang Di did not delay. No matter it was the danger of the [Tianwai Battlefield] or fighting for the ruins, just this few people were not enough.
What's more, their [prehistoric ancient tribe]'s camp.
It's not a piece of cake either.
Instead, it is divided into several forces, including the ancient demon, the ancient beast of chaos, the secret realm race, etc. When it comes to the [Psychic Society], their 'human' race cannot eat alone.
Otherwise, the camp that was finally united may fall apart at any time. Huang Di turned his head, glanced at this [Soul Palace], and said: "Just take this treasure of your [Soul] clan and go there."
'Duo Ming' nodded depressedly: "Should we leave these small tribes behind?"
"Leave it behind." Huang Di said, "Hmm..." These people didn't even fight against the small tribes, so what's the use? They're not even cannon fodder.
It's no nonsense to have more lives.
I just saw it and waved my arm.
Millions of 'small tribes...' flew straight out like kites.
The small broken city began to tremble slightly.
It will rise from the ground at any time.
"..."
At this moment, Ying Zheng, who had been paying attention to the direction of the 'hanging stone', suddenly spoke and said: "Wait a moment."
Duo Ming was stunned for a moment.
The small ruined city that had been lifted up several meters high fell heavily to the ground.
"Ying Huang, what's wrong?" Huang Di asked.
"There is... a familiar smell in this city. I can't tell what it is exactly." Ying Zheng frowned and looked for a long time, but couldn't see any clues. He had to turn his head and look at Duo Duo.
Ming asked curiously, "There's something I forgot to ask. You've been preparing the formation for so long, why did something suddenly go wrong?"
Hear this.
‘Shen Nong’, ‘Tongtian Cult Leader…’ and others also looked over curiously.
Not just them.
Even the great emperors of the [Soul] Clan were like this, looking at Duoming in confusion.
Everyone was holding back anger in their hearts.
However, due to his identity as a man with multiple lives, he has not asked out...
To say that I don’t have any knots in my heart is definitely a lie.
After all, this 'remnant formation...' was built by the [Soul] Clan after they exhausted all their resources. Due to emotional and rational reasons, they should be given an explanation for the extra lives.