I Will Transmigrate In 10 Days; Fortunately I Have A Cultivation Emulator

The first emperor Ying Zheng's order was quickly conveyed to Meng Tian.

Meng Tian didn't have any hesitation, and immediately started to wake up the warriors of Qin who were sealed in the Terracotta Warriors.

The densely packed terracotta warriors and horses began to smash. One by one, the warriors of the Qin Dynasty who fought in the six countries in the past, broke out from the warriors.

The 300,000-strong army was neatly arranged, the gloomy wind was blowing, and the murderous aura filled the sky.

Without too many words, everyone knows their next mission. For this moment, they have been waiting for more than two thousand years.

Standing on the city wall, Meng Tian was wearing black and gold armor and a battle helmet, and slowly drew out the long sword in his waist.

"Today, let the people in the world see the advantages of my Qin Bingfeng."

"Wind... strong wind..."

The 300,000 army shouted in unison, and the sound spread throughout the ground.

Inside the Xianyang Palace, when the first emperor Ying Zheng heard about this life, there was a rare smile on his serious face.

All the civil and military officials were all shocked, but these three simple words seemed to inspire the fighting spirit of these people.

"Your Majesty, I invite you to fight..."

"Your Majesty, although the old minister has not recovered his cultivation, he can still fight."

"Your Majesty..."

. . .

A splendid civil servant and military general who was once in Daqin, stood up as much as possible, but no one could understand, when that "wind, gale..."

When the three words were shouted, the blood in the hearts of these old Qin people was so burning.

This is the glory of the empire, this is the glory of sweeping away the six kingdoms and making the world together. .

"Hahaha, this is the solitary Daqin, who is afraid of his head and tail, how is it the habit of my Qin people, all the ministers will go with the solitary person to see the style of Daqin Ruishi in the past."

Ying Zheng laughed and said, then waved his dragon robe, and the figure flew out of the palace. Then, nine huge figures appeared in front of the First Emperor Ying Zheng in an instant. They were actually nine dragons, each with deep scales and a hideous head.

Among them, the one in the middle is covered with golden scales, surrounded by brilliant divine brilliance, like a golden flame burning. Different from the other eight Flood Dragons, this one has two distinct horns on the top of the head, bifurcated and entwined with golden light. It is very handsome and martial, and it has the appearance of a dragon.

Ying Zheng sits on top of the jade chariot pulled by Jiulong.

Nine Flood Dragons instantly understood what their master meant, and headed towards the 300,000 army that had been led out of Xianyang City by Meng Tian.

With Ying Zheng's departure.

All the civil and military officials in Xianyang Palace also walked out, some summoned pets, some vacated directly, all followed Ying Zheng's footsteps and headed outside.

. . .

"Wind... strong wind..."

When this loud voice came from within Lishan.

All the power users and soldiers resting in the camp opened their eyes in unison.

At this time, it is midnight, and there are still several hours before dawn, and it is the time when the strangeness is strongest.

And just at this moment, there was a sudden loud noise from Lishan, who had been silent for a long time. How could this make these people not vigilant.

Zhao Hao was still cultivating at this time, and he did hear the two huge slogans. However, at this time, Zhao Hao was on the verge of breaking through.

Originally, he was only in the late Jindan stage. After several hours of wholehearted cultivation, his cultivation base was about to reach the peak of the Jindan stage.

The battle was imminent. He didn't improve his strength by a single point, but it greatly strengthened himself, so Zhao Hao didn't pay attention to it.

"Ring, bell, bell..."

A loud siren rang through the entire Lishan Camp.

All soldiers will enter the combat state within 2 minutes and arrive at the designated location.

All the power users also received the notification at the first time, quickly assembled, and prepared to fight.

"Boom."

Zhao Hao was also inspired by spiritual energy in his body, and he successfully broke through and entered the peak of the Golden Core Stage.

"Wow."

Zhao Hao's room door was opened from the outside, Bai Bing ran in in a tight battle suit and said to Zhao Hao.

"Why are you still here, hurry up and gather, it's just you."

Saying that, Bai Bing took Zhao Hao's hand and rushed out the door.

Zhao Hao didn't resist either, and followed Bai Bing to the place where some of them gathered.

At this time, there are many power users gathered in Lishan.

Zhao Hao doesn't know how much, but he only knows that there are four major camps, one in each of the south, south, and northwest, which surrounds Mount Li. In each camp, there are at least 100,000 abilities, and there are also There is a ninth-level, and a number of eight-level powerhouses sit in town.

At this time, standing in front of Zhao Hao, Bai Bing, and the others was the commander-in-chief of the spiritual team, a ninth-level power user, Ma Qiusheng.

Seeing that all the power users were assembled, Ma Qiusheng also said directly.

"The strange detector just issued an early warning, there are 300,000 strange people, and they are moving quickly towards the periphery of Mount Li? Come on, it is the ghosts in Qin Shihuang's mausoleum who are about to start. This battle is about the life and death of hundreds of millions of people in our country. Therefore, in this battle, only victory is allowed, not defeat.

"Anyone with supernatural abilities will fight to the death heroically. Once the battle begins, it will be a battle to the death."

"The one who shrinks before the battle will be cut."

"Those who violate the order will be executed."

"Maybe many of you have opinions, but it doesn't matter. The world has never had a quiet time. There are only people like us who have been moving forward with a heavy burden."

"When the war starts, I will take the lead in survival. If you all die, I will never live alone."

Ma Qiusheng's words were extremely warm-hearted, but with a very serious attitude.

What kind of terrifying existence he will face in this battle, he doesn't even know.

However, no one knew the horror of the First Emperor's mausoleum better than Ma Qiusheng.

Afterwards, he was shot at random by someone. Although he was only slightly injured, Ma Qiusheng knew that someone with such strength was definitely above the tenth level.

In the current world, only one tenth-level powerhouse has been found, and that is the patriarch of Longhu Mountain, Zhang Tongxuan.

However, at this time, Zhang Tongxuan, because of the loss of the fire date and the misunderstanding of the nuclear bomb, is retreating to break through the gods.

Even the contemporary Celestial Master Zhang Zhiwei had no way to get in touch with him.

Although there is a last resort, the nuclear bomb is exploded in an intensive manner.

But this method, not to mention how big the problem is with the sequelae, whether it can really eliminate the weirdness in it is still unknown.

I have had a similar experience before. Although the nuclear bomb can eliminate the weirdness on a large scale, it also has some special weirdness. Under the action of the nuclear bomb, it has changed and evolved into a stronger existence.

Therefore, the intensive blasting of nuclear bombs is the last resort option.

Therefore, under the words of Ma Qiusheng, the superpowers let go of all the fears in their hearts, and turned to murderous aura and high fighting spirit.

"Boom..."

at this time.

A loud bang came out. Above the towering Mount Li, the gravel kept falling, and a city gate slowly opened from it. . .

"Tread, step, step."

The sound of footsteps treading neatly on the ground came out. .