Cold wind,
Yellow Sand.
After walking out of Tiance City, the ruined world was completely desolate. It was filled with scorched earth and despair. One could imagine how tragic the scene of this future Earth was.
Ying Jiulong looked behind him. The three hundred blade warriors had already been killed.
Star Shen was laughing loudly as he waved his long saber.
Chen Ziye's two long swords fell to the ground. He was also laughing.
Those who were still alive revealed long-lost smiles.
On the ground, there were pieces of the bodies of the Blade Warriors, and Ying Jiulong was laughing wildly.
"Very good!"
He carried the coffin on his right shoulder. The wound on his back was still bleeding, and the fascia was still healing rapidly. As he moved forward, he smiled arrogantly.
"You guys are the best!"
"Excellent!"
"These are all your own fights. All the glory you earned!”
His voice was arrogant and savage.
Ying Jiulong looked at everyone who was covered in wounds. Tears were almost flowing out of their eyes. He was very serious. He patted each of their shoulders and walked to the battlefield.
This time, 50 Eastern soldiers died in battle.
Then, he stopped and saluted.
Then, he turned around and looked at the remaining 150 people. His voice was very serious, and every word was sonorous and powerful.
"Let me tell you!"
"We don't have any reinforcements or any help. We can only rely on us, but behind us is a great country!”
"Remember, from now on, you are no longer fighting for yourself, but for this country!”
"Bury them, give them a good burial. They are our brothers, even if they die!”
Ying Jiulong looked at everyone and said word by word,
They dug holes and buried them neatly.
Before leaving, Ying Jiulong looked at these lonely graves, his voice echoing in the wind.、
"Wait for me."
"If I die next, I'll be buried with you. Don't despise me.”
With that, he carried the black steel coffin, mounted his horse, and left.
At this moment, the army was only left with a loud and wild military song.
"Didn't you see that the Hanzhong army, the weak crown, is asking for a long tassel?”
"Jun Bujian, Ban Dingyuan, Absolute Domain Light Cavalry, Zhan Yun!”
"A man should value dangerous actions. How can he let a scholar miss his life?”
"Qiyue Wuyi, I will be your comrade!"
Boom!
Everyone who was still alive scattered their soul points. Their battle will and combat techniques were rapidly improving.
This was the price of life and death.
Now, many people in the East were watching. Some people couldn't help but shed tears of excitement, and their hands trembled.
There are too many bullet comments
Countless.
"Once this army grows up, who knows how powerful it will become? Probably no one can imagine it!”
"It's unimaginable. If this commander can survive, he might really become the nightmare of all races in this ruined world. He might even be able to kill the gods of all races in the end!”
"It has been too long in the east. The ten thousand races have been defeated too miserably in the past ten years. Now, an ultimate expert has finally appeared…"
"It's been too many years. Many people haven't seen such an expert!”
There were many bullet comments, and many Eastern citizens were crying.
And now…
The army marched through the junkyard for a day. It was evening, followed by a gray sky, and then midnight.
After 12 o'clock, there were only 120,000 players left in the Ruins World, and nearly 67,200 players had died.
Then, everyone heard the notification again.
The last three days of the Day of Awakening, the current death rate is 99.7%.
When the world mechanism notified him.
Many players in the Ruins World heard it. In front of the live broadcast on Earth, many…
Some cried bitterly, some cried in despair.
There were also wails, sadness, and so on.
Because the death rate was still increasing, it gave people endless despair.
This kind of death suppression that pressed on step by step simply made people collapse!
Except…
Ying Jiulong had a strange expression on his face. A smile appeared on his devilishly handsome face.
Her eyes were bloodshot as she looked at the night sky.
He seemed to be looking forward to it.
After that, it was the last three days, the talent draw.
Daily talent draw activated, talent can be randomly drawn.
At this moment, the talent pool appeared in front of the remaining 120,000 contestants.
This time, they were all level 7 talents.
Blade of the Arm, Mutated Talent.
Sonic Roar, Elemental Talent.
Flaming Tyrannosaurus, Elemental Talent
And so on were being rapidly extracted.
In Mobei, Ming Xing Shen had drawn a Level 7 talent, the Berserk Hammer. His body was also 1.9 meters tall and extremely burly. Coupled with the Thunderstorm Hammer and the array formation, it could be said to be stunning!
Chen Ziye had drawn a level 7 killing element talent, the ultimate sword aura, which was to wield two swords and consume spiritual power to slash out a sword aura.
After that, the rest of the team might have more or less combat talent.
Then, many people looked at Ying Shuai.
At this moment, Ying Jiulong sent out a black sphere.
[You have obtained the talent: Ferocious Devour]
Level 7 talent. After using it, the entire body will temporarily become a devouring demon. It has a huge mouth with fangs and can bite other races. It can devour crazily and increase its bite rate. Its sharp claws are 2,000 times sharper. It consumes a lot of willpower and can only be activated in a super-willpower state.
This was a transformation talent, but it was too brutal.
Now, Ming Xing Chen, Chen Ziye, and the other soldiers couldn't help but worship and look at Ying Jiulong in shock. This crazy demon, the king who carried a coffin and smashed three rotten giants.
He had completely walked down the path of crazy talent!
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