The fifth talent tree involved multi-elemental forbidden spells and the use of the power of heaven and earth.
After Nan Ziying saw Po Tu, he heaved a sigh of relief and fell asleep. He was too tired. All this time, he had been fighting, building infrastructure, subduing, and keeping an eye on the direction of the great era. The burden of the era pressed down on him.
Now that his five talents had awakened, it was the first time he had a good rest.
March 22nd, 7 AM.
The sky above Wan City was no longer bright. Instead, like the entire world, it began to show ominous signs. It was dark and overcast. Raindrops began to fall from the sky. They were red raindrops, demonic and mysterious.
At ten o'clock in the morning, the dark clouds in the sky began to turn dark red, and finally blood-red. Although the sun was still there, the piercing blood-red dark clouds covered the entire world.
In every city, every street, and every hill, humans were looking up, dazed, and dazed. They all felt their souls being crushed.
In front of the floor-to-ceiling window of Ye City's apartment, Nan Ziying was also watching. He sighed.
As the battlefield of the myriad races gradually opened, the Void Gate began to stabilize. Some foreign races that were close to half-ancient bloodlines appeared. They were truly ancient bloodlines that had been traced back to millions of years ago. They were eternal and mysterious, as if they did not exist in the human world.
The B-class bloodline alloy giant had a terrifying body that could be considered a nightmare defense.
The B-class Bloodline Demonic Butterfly was rumored to be the most demonic butterfly. When it flapped its wings, it would create a storm.
A-class Bloodline Blade Warriors were too ancient, and Nan Ziying didn't have many of them in his memory. This was because the A-class Bloodline Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races only fought for 20 years.
Half-ancient bloodlines, ancient bloodlines, and even gods and foreign races began to appear.
The dark clouds in the world foretold the despair that would come next. The aura of the non-humankind radiated across the world. The drops of blood contained the blood of the humans who had died in battle, the blood left behind by the countless races. The bodies of the non-humankind armies that had died in battle condensed and evaporated, falling on the entire world.
After that, these ancient bloodlines wouldn't directly charge at the humans. To be precise, they didn't care about these low-level human beings. They would fight on the battlefield of the ten thousand races. However, occasionally, the remnants of their might would enter the human territory and begin to kill as they pleased.
All in all, this meant that the battlefield's defensive line was getting closer and closer. Those low-level races would retreat from the battlefield's defensive line, so they would start attacking the human defensive line.
In this vast world
In the year of the blood moon
Activate!
...
When she walked down the apartment, the elderly, women, and children in the neighborhood looked at the sky nervously.
Nan Ziying melted a total of nine million Origin Stones last night. This time, he took a bus to Qin Cemetery.
Military trucks came one after another.
The military cranes were all lifting them up.
The ancient civilization was being transported back.
When the archeological director, Yi Jianghe, saw Nan Ziying, he couldn't help but hesitate.
" Mister Nan, we can transport the relics, but what about the coffins underground? The alien races are crazy, and they might tear the coffins apart.”
Yi Jianghe was a person who was truly dedicated to the cause of archaeology. Nan Ziying patted his shoulder.
"If the ancestor of the Qin Clan was still alive, he would not retreat. Even if he died, we should speed up the transportation. The weather is strange, the Great Era is ominous!”
Qin Lingyuan had finished transporting the last cultural relics for the day.
Until the sky darkened.
The convoy left.
The searchlight left,
The huge Qin Mausoleum looked extremely desolate, but on a hill, a young man in a blood-red robe stood.
Nan Ziying muttered as the sky grew darker.
The invasion of foreign tribes is a failure of the country.
Over three thousand years, vast and mighty,
I've experienced the shame of our poor lives,
Call upon my ancient spirit, with the sun and moon appear,
Call my ancestors, guard the mountains and rivers,
My noble spirit has turned into a storm;
My soul has become a sun star.
Resurrection!
Return!
Awakening!
The lonely voice was as soft as the moonlight and as bright as the sun, resounding through the vast and quiet Qin Mausoleum.
At the same time, the summoning power of the nine million spirits spread out from Nan Ziying's fingers.
In an instant, the murderous aura of the undead surged, covering everything and wreaking havoc.
Undead, mysterious and dark, began to rush into the clouds.
Grand, ancient, and life-and-death aura spread across the sky.
.....
At that time, the night was quiet.
Before dawn, in the fourth defense line, the valley valley.
A black-robed human was walking with his hands behind his back. Behind him were 100 evil ghosts with various ferocious postures. Behind him was a Level-1 alien Steel Slaughterer.
The core energy of that non-humankind steel body had already collapsed, and it had lost its vitality.
Behind the black-robed man, the Hundred Ghosts let out a cackle.
He was known as the fourth line of defense, the King of Hell on Earth. He was a half-step Supreme King and had the talent of Hundred Ghosts and Evil Spirits. He was Su Changge.
He walked forward and killed those non-humankind beings who tried to attack him. However, he felt an even more terrifying aura locking onto him. He had no choice but to enter the valley and hide his aura.
But at this moment!
Boom!
Behind him, the hundred ghosts wailed. Those ferocious, green-faced evil ghosts and evil spirits wailed, as if they had sensed the most desperate and terrifying aura.
A storm of undead that reached the heavens gathered in the heavens and earth, covering the sky and all living beings.
Wave after wave of attacks!
This was the strongest aura of the undead, enough to be a king. It was ferocious and torrential, as if countless, hundreds of thousands, or millions of vengeful souls were roaring.
Su Changge's face instantly turned pale. He suppressed the aura of the dead and looked northwest.
The aura of the undead gradually faded and then disappeared.
At this moment, the hundred ghosts in front of Su Changge stood up with a buzz, their blood-red eyes still looking on in fear.
"Fiendish Qi!"
"Heroic Qi!"
" Soul of the Battlefield."
Listening to the wails of the ghosts, Su Changge's eyes turned black, and his body began to be surrounded by evil spirits and ghostly qi. He became more and more like an ancient spirit.
Ghost Qi floated as hundreds of ghosts walked. Su Changge looked to the northwest.
"There's another undead. supernatural. The special ability prodigy has been born."
......
At this moment, it was midnight.
Beneath Qin Mausoleum, there were countless of them. Even if their bones were broken, they were struggling. Their skulls were burning fiercely, and these undead skeletons were roaring as they walked out.
Kacha! Kacha!
The ground seemed to be about to split open. Under the entire mountain range, the thousands of skeletons of the Qin Hu Battalion let out hoarse noises of breaking through the ground.
Different paths lead to the same destination, and the same bloodline leads to the same destination.
In Nan Ziying's mind, the fourth Undead Talent Tree was growing amazingly, and he had officially entered his youth.
The numbers on the screen also appeared in shock.
Ancient dynasty. Undead
[Undead Summoning Points: 0]
[Summoned Undead: 10,000,000/Level 8 Qin Huben Camp. Special property: Bones can be reconstructed. Unless burned to ashes, the bones will be broken and reconstructed. Endless battles.]
[Ability Level: Level 8]
[Talent: Enhanced, Military Formation]
[Special ability upgrade requirement: 40 million undead]
Right now, under the mountains, millions of White Bone Tiger Battalion soldiers were waiting, waiting to be called out, waiting to break out of the ground, and then they began to use the ancient army formation, shouting,
How can I say that I don't have any clothes to wear? I'll wear the same clothes as you!
Wind!
Gale!
When Nan Ziying finished summoning the spirits, he exhaled and looked at Qin Lingyuan again.
"Many people have forgotten about Great Qin's might!”
"Next, you can show it in this era!”
Nan Ziying looked down. He was talking to the tens of thousands of White Bones of the Tiger Battalion.
A Level 8 Skeleton was equipped with a tenfold amplification array and a fiendish array. A terrifying power that had been amplified enough, coupled with White Bones Eternal Life's reconstruction and slaughter, this would be the most brutal killing chess piece in his hands!
Nan Ziying disappeared into the night.
In the third month of the 10th year of the Myriad Tribe, in the desolate Qin Tomb two hundred miles west of the city, the bones of the Tiger Troop Battalion lit up with the fire of their skulls. They were waiting, waiting to be born.
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