"These people are actually dead, but they can be awakened to fight like puppets. They don't know pain, are not afraid of death, and don't even have consciousness. Their realm is much lower than when they were alive..."

When Mo He Che said this, everyone was shocked. What kind of secret method is this that can preserve a corpse puppet for tens of billions of years?

"Tens of billions of years ago, countless heroes from the ancient tribes died in battle. They also knew that the abyss demon would come back sooner or later... Knowing that death was imminent, many heroes from the ancient tribes were willing to be made into puppets by their masters using secret methods, just to survive.

These long years can be fought again."

"After they are awakened, they can maintain their 'life' for about three days, but it takes too long. To awaken these puppets, not only requires the secret method of Shura Heaven, but also consumes too much life energy. If the master is here, it will be better.

, but now, the owner’s condition is unknown, and it can even be said that his life or death is uncertain. If we two old guys come to wake them up, it will be very reluctant..."

Those are corpses that have been sleeping for tens of billions of years. To wake them up suddenly requires injecting a large amount of life energy, which is normal.

From Mo and Che's words, the thirty-three-day warriors heard some hidden meanings.

"It's very reluctant? Is it still possible?" someone asked. His voice was a little excited. If these sleeping ancient heroes of the ancient clans could be awakened, it would naturally be a powerful help.

"Yes, it can indeed be done, but to awaken those ancient heroes, we need at least one mid-level true god, two low-level true gods, and more than fifty heavenly gods to cooperate with us, and these people all need to sacrifice their life sources.

, that is to say, through the Shura secret method, their life energy is transferred to the corpses of those ancient heroes, in exchange for their three days of vitality... In other words, all those who cooperate with us will die...

"

Mo He Che's words made everyone's hearts tremble.

Will die!

The three true gods, along with more than fifty Heavenly Lords, had to sacrifice their lives in exchange for the three-day resurrection of the ancient hero!

In fact, people have vaguely realized that those who cooperate will die, so as the casters, Mo and Che will probably have to pay a heavy price...

Mo and Che sighed softly. They looked at the warriors of the Thirty-Three Heavens. These people are all overlords. If they can survive such a battle, they will become the heroes of the Thirty-Three Heavens and spend the rest of their lives comfortably.

.

The life of a warrior above the Tianzun realm is one in which countless people admire him, he can have whatever he wants, and he has great power and high status. Such a life is naturally extremely wonderful.

And once you stand up, you will die and there is no possibility of survival.

No one wants to die, and Mo and Che don't force anyone.

The crowd was silent for about ten breaths, and a voice suddenly sounded: "I...willing to cooperate with you!"

The sudden sound made everyone startled.

They followed the sound and saw a middle-aged man in white robes standing among the crowd, his hands hanging naturally and his expression calm. He was - Haoyu Tianzun!

Haoyu Tianzun is an ordinary Tianzun in the human race. Compared with those dazzling heroes, he does not have much talent.

He has been cultivating for so long, but he is only in the middle level of Heavenly Lord. Even if he later entered the Shura Road and used the resources of Shura Road, he could only practice to the point where he was close to the peak of Heavenly Lord. He was still a huge gap away from the true God, and

This natural chasm is enough for him to be unable to cross in his lifetime.

Among the many masters of the human race, Haoyu seemed very inconspicuous, and people subconsciously forgot about him.

But today, he was the first to stand up.

People subconsciously gave in, and Haoyu gently straightened his blood-stained white robe. Through the crowd, his eyes fell on Shenmeng.

Looking at Shenmeng, who was covered in blood and pale, Haoyu had a complicated expression.

Finally, he smiled, his smile was extremely pure.

A middle-aged man with a simple smile like a teenager.

Haoyu has been silently watching the woman in front of him, but he watched her getting farther and farther away from him. Although he could only see her back, he never looked away.

"Haoyu..."

At this moment, Shenmeng felt as if his heart had been stabbed by a knife.

How many years have passed, she can no longer remember that Haoyu has never revealed anything to her, and Shenmeng has vaguely sensed it, but her feelings for Haoyu are just pure friends...

"Originally, I thought I could watch you silently until the end of my life... I have been unable to help you for so many years. This time, I can finally make a difference..."

"From now on... take care of yourself... The burden on you is too heavy and your life is too lonely. If possible, find someone to accompany you and go on together..."

Haoyu sent these words into Shenmeng's ears using true energy transmission.

Two lines of clear tears flowed down silently along Shenmeng's cheek...

Guard without words...

Shen Meng opened her mouth, but in the end she couldn't say a word...

After Haoyu, God Lord Tongtian also stood up, "I am also willing to cooperate!"

Lord Tongtian is 80,000,000 years old, and he has not yet achieved breakthrough to the True God on the Shura Road this time, so he does not have much life left.

"I don't have many years to live. It's better to die on the battlefield than to die of old age!" Lord Tongtian said in a heroic voice.

"Let me be the third one..." A Heavenly Lord from the Soul Clan stood up. Most people didn't even know his name.

"And me! I was rescued by Lord Lin Ming from the Dark Abyss. This life has long belonged to the leader and Lord Lin Ming!" A female Heavenly Lord from the ancient tribes came out. He came from the Dark Abyss.

He was a slave that Lin Ming rescued from the Black Sand City Slave Market of the Demonic Society, and later joined the Mu Qianxue Ancient Clan Rebel Army.

Lin Ming had long forgotten her, but she would never forget the scene when Lin Ming bought her from Black Sand City. Lin Ming was her great benefactor. Just like Haoyu was watching Shen Meng from behind, she also

I was willing to watch Lin Ming silently from behind.

"I do too!"

"Count me in!"

"And me!"

…

One after another, the Heavenly Lords stood up, and their answering voices were very calm and soft, without any heroic words. However, such voices became more and more shocking!

Mo He Che took a deep breath, and his thoughts fluctuated in his heart. "That's enough. Fifty Heavenly Lords are enough! Next... we need three true gods!"

"One mid-level true god, two low-level true gods."

Even if the ancient heroes in the deserted man's tomb are awakened, it is impossible to completely annihilate the demon army. The warriors of the Thirty-three Heavens will still have to fight and fight. Therefore, the upper true gods cannot be sacrificed, and the sacrifice of one middle true god is already the limit.

As soon as Mo He Che finished speaking, Lin Huang stood up. However, as soon as he took a few steps, he was pulled back by a big hand.

"what you do?"

The voice of Shenmiao Tianzun spoke with a slightly old voice.

"Your father has done so much for Thirty-three Days, how can we let his son die?"

Shen Miao couldn't help but stand directly in front of Mo He Che, "Let me do it, there is no one here who is more suitable than me!"

Shenmiao took away the Holy Emperor of Creation, and his cultivation level dropped to the mid-level true god. And because the soul is much weaker than the body, Shenmiao cannot perfectly exert the power of the Holy Emperor of Creation's body, and it is impossible to improve his cultivation through practice in the future.

Just now, Shenxu died. Shenmiao witnessed Shenxu's death with his own eyes, but he did not feel happy at all. Instead, he felt that his heart suddenly became empty.

Perhaps, he has given up his hatred. Shenmiao's sect and his family are gone. His remnant soul has survived until now, which makes Shenmiao feel like God allowed him to continue his life just to follow him.

Lin Ming met.

Those lonely years in the Valley of Death made Shenmiao look down on everything. Now, he is even more carefree. The reincarnation of fate, life and death, glory, everything is just a passing cloud.

In this case, being able to die on the battlefield may be a good destination...

"Senior Shenmiao..." Lin Huang wanted to say something else, but Mo and Che had already acquiesced to Shenmiao, "There are two more people, two lower-level true gods..."

Di Wuhen, who had already thought carefully about it, stood up. He had just been seriously injured due to the self-destruction of the Demon God and had not yet recovered.

"Let me do it. I have injuries on my body, but I haven't hurt the source of life."

Di Wuhen belongs to the legacy of the Thirty-three Heavenly Gods. If it weren't for Lin Ming, this legacy of the Ancient Gods would have been destroyed. Di Wuhen has always been grateful to Lin Ming. Now is the time to repay his kindness.

Already.

To repay Lin Ming, he was actually fighting for himself...

(The 5500-word chapter is considered a merged chapter. The Tomb of the Deserted Man is the pit of Chapter 1161. I think everyone has forgotten it)

...(To be continued...)
Chapter completed!