Ten Thousand Races Invasion: All The People Join The War, I Stay Behind

At that time,

Since April 4th, the oppressive atmosphere on the front line has been more and more broken,

Conscription has stopped, and the Eighth Defense Line officially issued a notice,

There are a total of 1.5 million ordinary soldiers and 100,000 people with supernatural powers.

[Eastern Alliance Frontline Network]: "Conscription is stopped, the eighth line of defense is finally reinforced, the formation of fighter planes, anti-aircraft guns, and formations of supernatural beings are ready"

[Eastern Logistics]: "Aura has increased dramatically, and the world has really changed. Now a small grass can stab people, and the era when humans were the overlords is gone."

boom!

boom!

boom!

5:30 pm on the 4th, evening.

As the sun recedes, anti-yang comes.

The seventh line of defense is the coastal cities in the south. Thousands of peoples have migrated for 5 years, and the population is not large. Now the seventh line of defense, the people of more than a dozen cities are all stunned, looking at their eyes in shock,

Looking at a distance of a thousand kilometers, a series of void gates floated up, and then stood majestically above the sky and the earth. The aura was so amazing, as if tearing the sky and shaking the vast universe!

boom!

boom!

The gate of the void, glowing with the aurora and stars, stands a thousand meters high,

One after another, the gates of the void reappeared, floating majestically, in the shape of a dome, appearing in all directions of the battlefield of thousands of races, more shocking, more sweeping all the breath, forming the shock wave of the nuclear bomb explosion, circle after circle!

Exploded!

The seventh line of defense in Haicheng, the glass of every household is cracking inch by inch. The people of Haicheng are terrified and start hiding behind the walls.

The voice of the city lord of Haicheng sounded,

[The battlefield of ten thousand races, the gate of the void has opened ten times again, there are suspected A-B alien bloodline inheritors, the gate of the dark ancient times has opened, all people are requested to register in the community and start to withdraw

inland

The sound of evacuation, the collapse sounded.

Many people in Haicheng have sad eyes, looking at the front, too close, even thousands of miles away, but the oppressive breath seems to be swallowing.

"Evacuate!"

"Evacuate!"

The retreat was a disaster, beginning to play out in mourning.

The sixth line of defense is some cities in the southwest, such as Yancheng.

Now millions of people in Yancheng have all walked out of the gates of the four major city walls. Their eyes are somewhat pessimistic looking at two directions. One is the battlefield of thousands of races in the distance, three thousand kilometers away.

The giant, deep into the sky, the towering void gate is too mighty, soaring into the sky, mighty and mighty.

"A catastrophe!"

"People in coastal cities on the seventh line of defense have begun to evacuate, and it's our turn to do so." Yancheng City Lord Li Chusheng said bitterly.

At the same time, he was looking at the endless wilderness in front of him, coming from the northwest of Yecheng City, three million beast hordes were passing through the wilderness, forming a terrifying beast horde, which was different from the evacuated crowd. The group rushed to the front line, resolutely.

This scene is even more sad, because the number of void gates means that the defense line is about to collapse again, which directly affects the mainland.

"City lord, it's time to give an order, and it's time to evacuate inland early, otherwise once the eighth line of defense breaks down, the seventh and sixth lines will break apart inch by inch almost instantly, and then the massacre will begin~

The municipal secretary spoke.

"Order."

"But tell the people I'll be the last to leave.

boom!

In Yancheng, a million-scale, ancient city, the radio rang again, resounding through every community and every household.

[The battlefield of ten thousand races, the void gate of foreign races appears, and the next big battlefield will be placed outside the fifth line of defense. On the 10,000-kilometer battlefield, the people of Yancheng will start to be distributed according to the community, and the whole family will evacuate]

【Evacuation of the whole family】

Beep beep.

[Ten thousand gates to the void reappeared on the battlefield of all races, and the battlefield was completely opened]

[The coastal cities on the seventh line of defense are evacuating, and the last batch of 1.8 million people will be evacuated to the third line of defense]

[Fifteen cities including Yancheng on the sixth line of defense began to evacuate, and the last group of two million people evacuated to the second line of defense factory

[Three million beast hordes have reached the sixth line of defense, heading straight to the battlefield of all races]

On the evening of the 4th, almost all day long, Nan Ziying stood on the rooftop, listening to the news one by one, watching the changes in the concentration of spiritual energy in every place as far as he could see, like seeing a chronicle.

Now, his gaze rises vertically, as if he has turned into the Peng of the Kuntian, cruising in the stratosphere, seeing the countless evacuated sorrows in the chronicle,

Now, the sixth line of defense and the seventh line of defense have no more people, only the defense line arranged by the military is left!

Beyond the fifth line of defense, there is a battlefield of 10,000 kilometers, a battlefield of thousands of miles, and the fifth line of defense, the ten cities in the northwest, bear the brunt of it.

call.

Looking back, his apartment is on the edge of Yecheng, which is considered to be the highest rooftop, overlooking the whole Yecheng.

Following the announcement of the news, the faces of the people in Yecheng completely changed.

Women and children holding their children pale,

Many children were terrified and excited,

In the north of Yecheng, the construction team once again had thousands of old people, and many old people came out again and volunteered to join the team, because next, the eighth line of defense will collapse, and this will be the eighth line of defense, and it will be the last battlefield.

Nan Ziying watched, he saw the end of many people here, most of them were on the way to escape, and they were killed by countless alien flyers,

Now,

It's getting dark, the gray sunset is fading,

Nan Ziying held a lollipop representing "Promise" in his hand,

I also looked at the three major projects that Yechengbei officially "gambled on",

There are also ten cities in the northwest where factory lights are still burning.

Now, he is about to keep the appointment. With the power of one person, all ten cities in the northwest, with millions of people, will awaken the undead-branch talent,

clatter.

Putting on the black gown, Nan Ziying took out a video receiver, then turned into a Shura, easily jumped to the office of Yu Lie, the lord of Ye City, and stayed behind, with Risi Shura's evil spirit attached.

There is also a piece of white paper with beautiful fonts,

[Ten Northwest Cities, you can see]

Before it was dark, Yu Lie frowned deeply. He looked at the screen receiver, there was Shura's evil spirit, and the font, and then passed it to the official TV station of Daye City, and then the ten cities in the northwest began to connect to the screen, waiting to be broadcast.

He didn't know what Shura Tianjiao was going to do and what he was going to show to the world.

And Nan Ziying, in Shura state, left the city under the last ray of sunset.

This time it was eight hundred kilometers away, the tomb of Wu Zetian!

At 7 o'clock in the evening, the breath of Shura arrived. There are huge tombs of the Tang Dynasty connected one by one. Behind the underground palace, there are countless bones of ancient warriors.

Asura status dissipated, Nan Ziying's aura gradually became dark, strange, and cold, as if he did not belong to the world, as if he was walking in the world indifferently,

The breath of the undead talent tree,

boom,

The dark aura that came from hell glowed, and the sound of blood bursting seemed to be whispering inch by inch, piece by piece of undead.

There is no moon in the sky, only dim stars are left,

Shining, suddenly shining on the sky,

Nan Ziying is weird, strange, he stretched out his hands, the power of undead summoning, little by little, formed a dark breath, and gradually began to fall to the ground,

The power of the source stone fell to the ground and entered the underground palace,

There was a sound of cracking from one bone to another, cracking and cracking, and the bones began to reorganize and fuse. .

Afterwards, clusters of flames burst out from the head, extremely blood red, the scorching flames were too intense, as if they could burn everything.

Then the bones grabbed the rotten Mo Dao, decayed, and then began to crawl out one by one, cracking the bones, and the hideous breath burst, the bones one after another were too terrifying,

Even if the boneless soldier holding the Mo knife has been dead for thousands of years, the breath of incomparable despair will burn everything,

The ground was cracked, and countless white bones were holding mo knives, forming a piece of military system, crawling out ferociously, extremely ferocious,

Then a two-meter-long, extremely burly bone appeared, holding a giant Mo Dao, Tang Demon General Li Jing, the bloody aura was so terrifying, he almost wanted to roar, soaring into the sky, oh)

[Demon General Li Jing: The breath of a half-step respected king and demon general, the breath of revival of the undead, the ancient breath of a demon general is terrifying to the limit, and has the breath of leading soldiers with bones and soldiers]

boom!

The underground palace really burst open, a huge golden coffin, inside that huge coffin, a tall, jade-like bone slowly fused and reorganized, it was a female emperor,

Wu Zetian,

The Emperor of Bones, holding a jade sword.

[Bone Empress Wu Zetian: Respecting the king, the souls of the undead come calling, leaving only the endless fighting spirit, can command the giant formation]

There are too many bones, tens of millions, vast and vast, almost invisible.

Baigu Modao, there are hundreds of ancient Tang Baigu generals, all of them lined up indifferently, holding giant blades, waiting to be attacked and killed.

Nan Ziying stood strangely, whispered, and sang long and low.

Moxibustion under the command of eight hundred miles, and the sound of fifty strings turning outside the Great Wall.

[return right]

Then he headed towards the northwest, the first spiritual mountain in the Northern Wilderness "... Baiji Mountain".

A person dressed in black, under the darkness without a moon, alone with an army of tens of thousands of white bones from the Tang Dynasty...  

This is a game of chess!

That is, going to the appointment and opening the ten cities in the northwest are all undead supreme talents,

If the city in the northwest is ferocious, why be afraid of everything!