I Really Want To Go Against The Sky

The next day and night, Yang Fan and Anle have never had a chance to meet. ?щЩ

Everyone is very busy, busy and save people from the city to save people and save people. People outside the city continue to have people in the city being transported into the city. Before and after, at least there are already more than 100,000 people because of them. The effort to return to the city in advance.

It was until the noon of the third day.

It’s almost twelve o'clock.

Without warning, the mountains are undulating, the earth is shaking, and the sun in the sky suddenly bursts with a ray of ten times more than usual. All the creatures in the heavens and the earth are dark, as if the whole world was in a black hole. Among them.

Dark, dull, and at a loss.

Even if I was hiding in the house, I pulled the curtains, or got into the cave and hid in the cave. As long as there is light, it can be refracted. The senses of all animals and even plants are all suddenly. The glare instantly lost the perception of light.

When the glare broke out, Yang Fan was driving the eagle on the way back to Rongcheng. The top of the head was a void. The sky was cloudless and there was no trace of it. The dazzling glare did not have any precautions to shine on them. Make their eyes instantly blind.

At this moment, even the mental power was disturbed and a short pause was reached.

"唳!!!"

"Hey!!"

"喵~!"

In an instant, the eyes were in a darkness. All the people and the beasts became blind, the vision was out of balance, the spirit was out of balance, and there was another whistling beast around Yang Fan. Even the small flowers in his arms were shocked. The tiger hair is upright.

Many birds have started to roll over because of this sudden shock, and the scene is confusing.

"Silence! Keep me steady!"

Yang Fan screamed coldly, and immediately the soul of the soul ordered the king of the tiger to stabilize the mind of more than a hundred birds and beasts in the air, even if they were flying in the same place, they could not arbitrarily rush in the panic.

These demon birds can carry six or seventy lives, and there must be no difference.

"You are invaded by the strong light from the sun, the pupils contract sharply, and your vision is blind."

"You absorb the original spiritual power that overflows due to the vibration of the heavens and the earth, the physical quality has been greatly improved, the source of the soul is greatly improved, the body +200, strength +200, agility +200, blood intensity +5000, mental strength +100, spiritual will +100."

When I heard the prompts from the system, Yang Fan’s spirit suddenly shook, and the spiritual tide was like this! No warning, sudden attack!

This is just the case, so that his overall strength has more than doubled. The spiritual tide is really a great creation for all things in this world.

It is no wonder that after experiencing this spiritual tide, the number of monsters on the earth has risen sharply, and even the pet slaughtering event, which is known as the "human race, the beginning of the last world", has exploded.

This sudden wave of spiritual power is definitely an unprecedented disaster for most ordinary people.

I don’t know the results of the “killing orders” in the cities. Are all the pets cleared in time?

After a few seconds, Yang Fan’s vision recovered, and the small flowers in his arms shook his body comfortably. He stretched out and yawned, and then he hurriedly said to Yang Fan: “Master, I feel I am about to advance, and now I need an absolutely quiet place to absorb the sudden emergence of the spiritual power between the refining and the world!"

The implication is that you want to strike.

Yang Fan turned to look at the hundreds of other birds and beasts around him. After the initial panic, it seemed to be addicted to the absorption and refining of the origin of this world. Many of them have started to sleep. Drowsy, the flight status is no longer stable.

For the spiritual tides, the monsters are more eager than humans, absorbing refining, and have been completely immersed in their instincts.

"First send people back to Rongcheng, and then you can practice each other."

Yang Fan whispered a word.

The spiritual tide has already exploded. Whether it is a monster or a human being, it will quickly enter a silent period in a short period of time, sleeping, absorbing, evolving, and if you don't go back soon, they may have to sleep outside the city.

"喵~!"

The small flowers screamed and the spirits were scattered, urging all the monsters to fly to Rongcheng at the fastest speed.

Three minutes later, in the stadium in the city of Rongcheng, 120 flying monsters landed from the sky at the same time. After landing, all the big birds went to the ground like that, and instantly fell into a deep sleep.

On their backs, the comatose humans continue to stun, but in their bodies, the aura is constantly gathering, through their breathing, immersing and releasing their physique little by little.

In Yang Fan’s arms, the same is true for the small flowers. After controlling the safe landing of the monsters, its heart glimpses, and squats in the arms of Yang Fan, and screams.

Yang Fan held it and jumped over the eagle's back. He looked around and found all the soldiers in the stadium and the people who had been transported back and had not had time to get out. At this moment, all of them were lying on the ground in the open air, and they were sleepy.

At this moment, except for Yang Fan, almost all the creatures were under the influence of the spiritual tide and fell into deep sleep.

The whole city was silent, the air seemed to solidify, and even the wind was quiet, no longer blowing a leaf.

“Why didn’t I fall asleep? Is it because my mental strength is strong enough, or because of the system?”

Yang Fan looked up at the sky, the dazzling sun's rays were already weak, and the sky was like a baptism. Whether it was before the end of the world or after the end of more than a hundred years, Yang Fan never saw it as blue and clear today. Sky.

"Well? There are still people like me!"

It seems that there is some inspiration. Yang Fan’s spirit is moving, and he can’t help but float out of his air. His eyes are going to the north of Rongcheng.

Then he saw a military transport plane, and the next white fat man in the transport plane wearing a red suit. At this moment, he was trying to lift the transport plane, but he struggled to fly to the stadium.

Across the distance of a kilometer, Yang Fan can still clearly sense that this little fat man seems to have reached the limit. The spiritual tide has become more and more serious to his spirit. His upper eyelids have begun to keep falling, as if I will go to sleep at any time.

"He should be the one that Qin Pei soft said in his mouth?"

Yang Fan quickly made a preliminary judgment on the identity of the little fat man. At this time, he could still insist on not sleeping, and tried to carry a military transport plane to the guy flying in Rongcheng. It seems that only this was praised by Qin Peirou. The director of the comfort.

Seeing that Anle has been physically weak, and even some of the power is not enough, Yang Fan did not dare to delay, and flew directly to Anle and the transport plane.

"Too... great! Finally saved, but exhausted... tired and handsome!"

Seeing that Yang Fan only flew toward him, he felt the strong breath from Yang Fan's body. The spirit of peace and joy was alive, and the baby's fat face showed a relaxed smile.

This way down, he almost didn't exhaust him, and, sleepy, he never looked like the pair of pillows that he missed his bedside today.

Yang Fan was close to the side of Anle, releasing his own spiritual strength, fully lifting the transport plane, and then sighing with ease in one hand, whispering comfortably: "The Director of Comfort, your mission has been completed, now you can take a good rest. After this spiritual tide, your strength will definitely go further!"

Anle tried hard to turn over his eyelids and looked up at Yang Fan with a listless look. "You are the Yang Fan, the old demon who Qin Peirou always mentioned. It is really good. The strength is only a little worse than the handsome!"

Yang Fan’s mouth is pumping. At this time, I still don’t forget to brag. No wonder that every time I mention this fat man, Qin Peirou is a pair of admirable and gnashing teeth.

Waiting to say a few more words to him, Yang Fan found that the little fat man had bowed his head and slept heavily.

Yang Fan shook his head slightly. He did not expect that even the spirit of the third-level spirited master would escape the fate of being attacked by the spiritual tide.

Slowly put the transport plane on the open space in the stadium, then sailed and walked into the reception room not far away.

In the reception room, Qin Peirou, Qian Hai, Zhao Hongkuo and Shi Wannian, the deputy commander of the 13th Military Region, were all on the side.

They either sit on the floor with their knees, or lean back on the chair, or lie on the sofa bed sideways. Without exception, they all sleep and sleep, and everything is external.

Yang Le also gave a one-side sofa bed, and Yang Fan glanced at the reception room, and soon found a **** that had fallen into a deep sleep under a corner of the table.

All the people and animals are all awake, and even the flowers and trees outside are as quiet as they are.

This time, the tide of spiritual power is a global outbreak. If you want to come here, you should be more than just a place in the city of Chengdu. The whole earth, wherever spiritual power is, should be the same.

This is the silence before the storm, Yang Fan does not know how long it will last, but he is very clear, once the spiritual tide is completely stable, all the creatures have adapted to this spiritual concentration, this rare tranquility will be very It is about to be broken.

At that time, the end of the human race will really be the source.

Put the small flowers on the side of the big black, Yang Fan did not sleep, the mood is difficult to calm, an unspeakable sense of loneliness emerged from the heart.

Everyone is drunk and he is sober. Now that the whole city of Rongcheng, and even the whole world, everyone has fallen asleep in the tide of spiritual power, it seems that he alone is still awake.

The calmness around him made him feel some inexplicable flustered, above the top of his head, in the depths of the endless sky, as if an invisible big hand was waving to him constantly, his heart could not help but want to float above. .

"How could this be? What is calling me?"

Yang Fan tried hard to concentrate his attention again and again, and wanted to keep his mind steady and not be confused by that illusory consciousness.

But no matter how hard he tried, he could not resist the call of the invisible consciousness.

Even the system that he has always relied heavily on ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ has become a dumb at this time, without a hint of hints.

Yang Fan’s heart is flustered. He feels that he can’t seem to persist for a long time. His mind is constantly spreading upwards, and his soul is also uncontrollably trying to break through his sea of ​​knowledge.

The gravitational pull in the sky is getting bigger and bigger, and everything is gradually getting out of his control.

"This is definitely not the role of the spiritual tide. What is affecting my soul? What is its purpose?!"

Yang Fan was extremely upset, but he was now unable to struggle. His body was completely out of his control, as if something was forcibly stripping his soul.

"Hey! The game time is over and all players are forced to quit!"

At the moment when his soul was completely stripped, Yang Fan’s ear suddenly sounded a strange cold tip.

Game time, it's over!

(End of the first volume)