I Really Want To Go Against The Sky Chapter 120: Game time is over!
The next day and night, Yang Fan and Anle never had a chance to meet. ?шщЩ
Everyone is very busy. They are busy saving people from outside the city to save people and then saving people. Outside the city, there are constantly suffering people being transported into the city. The two of them worked hard to return to the city early.
Until noon on the third day.
It's almost twelve o'clock.
There is no warning, the mountains are ups and downs, the earth is shaking, the sun in the sky suddenly shines more than ten times brighter than usual, and all the creatures in the world feel that it is dark in front of them, as if the whole world is sinking In a black hole.
Dark, no light, at a loss.
Even if you hid in the room, drew the curtains, or got into the cave and hid in the burrow, as long as there is a place where the light can be refracted, all the animals and plants, even the plants and animals, are all affected. This sudden glare instantly shone away from the perception of light.
When the glare broke out, Yang Fan was driving the eagle on his way back to Rongcheng. There was a void above his head, the sky was cloudless, there was no trace of obstruction, and the dazzling glare shone on them without any precaution. 'S body made their eyes blind instantly.
At this moment, even mental power was disturbed and a short pause came.
"Well!!!"
"Tell!"
"Meow~!"
In the blink of an eye, all the people and monsters became blind, visual imbalance, mental imbalance, and a panic beast sound came around Yang Fan, even the little flower in his arms. It was also shocked to stand upright.
Because of this sudden fright, many birds have started to roll down and the scene is chaotic.
"Quiet! Keep me steady!"
Yang Fan gave a cold drink, and immediately sent a voice to order King Tiger to stabilize the mind of more than one hundred birds and monsters in the air. Even if he was flying in the same place, he could not rampage in a panic.
These demon birds are all carrying 60 to 70 lives, and there must not be any difference.
"You are infested by the strong light from the eruption of the sun’s rays, your pupils contract sharply, and your vision is temporarily blind."
"You have absorbed the original spiritual energy spilled by the shaking of the earth and the earth, the physical quality has been greatly improved, the spiritual soul has been greatly improved, the constitution +200, strength +200, agility +200, qi and blood strength +5000 , Spiritual power +100, spiritual will +100."
Hearing the prompt of the system, Yang Fan's spirit shook suddenly, and the tide of spiritual force came like this! Without warning, the sudden attack came!
Just this way, his overall strength has more than doubled. The tide of spiritual power is indeed a great creation for all things in this world.
No wonder that after experiencing this spiritual tide, the number of monsters on the earth has risen sharply, and even a pet slaughtering event called "the death of the human race, the beginning of the end of the world" even broke out.
This sudden tide of spiritual power is definitely an unprecedented great disaster for most ordinary human races,
I don’t know the result of the “pet extermination orders” in all cities. Have all the pets been cleaned up in time?
After a few seconds, Yang Fan’s eyesight recovered, and the little flower in her arms shook her body comfortably, stretched her waist, yawned, and then eagerly told Yang Fan: "Master , I feel like I am about to advance. I now need an absolutely quiet place to absorb the original spiritual power that has suddenly emerged in this world!"
The implication is that this girl wants to strike.
Yang Fan turned his head to look at more than 100 other flying birds and monsters around him. After the initial panic, it seemed that he was also indulging in the absorption and refining of the world’s original spiritual power, and many of them had already started to fight. After dozing off, lethargy, the flight state is no longer stable.
For the tides of spiritual power, the monsters are more eager than humans, absorbing refining, and have completely immersed in their instincts.
"Send the people back to Rongcheng first, then you can find your own land and practice."
Yang Fan said softly.
The tide of spiritual power has already erupted. Whether it is a beast or a human, it will quickly enter a period of silence in a short period of time, sleeping, absorbing, evolving, and if they go back sooner, they may be sleeping outside the city. .
"Meow~!"
Small flowers shouted and their spirits scattered, urging all the monsters to fly to Rongcheng as quickly as possible.
Three minutes later, in the stadium in Rongcheng, 120 flying monsters landed from the sky at the same time. After landing, all the big birds lay on the ground like that, and instantly fell into a deep sleep.
On their backs, comatose humans continue to comatose, but on their bodies, auras are constantly converging, and through their breathing, they blend in and release their physique little by little.
Yang Fan's arms, so is Xiaohua. After controlling the monsters to land safely, her mind slackened and lay in Yang Fan's arms quietly and quietly, pulling up a small grunt.
Yang Fan held it and jumped down the eagle's back, looking around, and found that all the soldiers in the stadium and the people who had been transported back had not had time to evacuate them.
At this moment, with the exception of Yang Fan, almost all the creatures fell into a deep sleep under the influence of the tide of spiritual force.
The whole city was silent, the air seemed to freeze, 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 is it because of the system?"
Yang Fan looked up to the sky, the dazzling sun light had faded, and the sky was blue, no matter before the end of the world, or after the end of the world more than a hundred years later, Yang Fan had never seen anything like today. Such a clear blue sky.
"Well? There are people like me!"
There seems to be a sense. Yang Fan's spirit and thought moved, and he couldn't help rising from the sky, his eyes turned to the north of Rongcheng.
Then he saw a military transport plane, and, next to the transport plane, a white and fat man wearing a small red suit, now he was struggling to hold the transport plane, and flew to the stadium side with difficulty but perseverance.
After thousands of kilometers away, Yang Fan could still feel clearly that this little fat man seems to have reached the limit, the spiritual tide has increasingly intruded on his spirit, and his upper eyelids have begun to beat constantly Fall, as if going to sleep at any time.
"He should be the kind of peace Qin Peirou said, right?"
Yang Fan soon had a preliminary judgment on the identity of the little fat man. At this time, he could still stay awake and work hard to carry a military transport plane to Rongcheng. It seemed that this was the only person who was Qin Peirou. Give the respected Director of Anle.
Seeing that Anle was already stunted, and even a little unable to do so, Yang Fan dared not delay any further and flew directly towards Anle and the transport plane.
"Too... so good! Finally saved, but exhausted... exhausted!"
When I saw Yang Fan flying towards him alone, I felt the strong breath from Yang Fan's body, the spirit of peace was refreshed, and the baby's fat face showed a relaxed smile.
This way, he almost didn't exhaust him, and, so sleepy, he never missed the pair of pillows on his head like he did today.
Yang Fan approached Anle's side, released his spiritual strength, fully lifted the transport plane, and then held Anle in one hand, gently comforting: "Director Anle, your task has been completed, now you can take a good rest Now, after this spiritual tide, your strength will definitely go further!"
An Le rolled his eyelids diligently, and looked up Yang Fan listlessly, "You are Yang Fan, who is always mentioned by Qin Peirou, the old witch, it is really good, the strength is only as bad as the coach. Lost!"
Yang Fan's mouth twitched, and he didn't forget to brag at this time, no wonder every time he mentioned this fat man, Qin Peirou was both admired and gritted.
Waiting to say a few words to him again, Yang Fan found that the little fat man had bowed his head and fell asleep.
Yang Fan shook his head slightly, and he didn’t expect that even the happiness of being a third-level spiritual teacher did not escape the fate of being invaded by spiritual tides.
Slowly put the transport plane on the open space in the stadium, and then, sailing with ease, walked into the reception room not far away.
In the reception room, Qin Peirou, Qian Hai, Zhao Hongkuo and the deputy commander Shi Wannian of the 13th Military Region were all on the side.
They either sit cross-legged on the ground, lean back on the chair, or lie on the sofa bed sideways. Without exception, they all sleep with their eyes closed, and there is no induction of everything outside.
Giving easy comfort to the sofa bed on the side, Yang Fan glanced at the reception room again, and soon found the **** that had fallen into a deep sleep under a corner of the table in the back.
All people and animals are awake, and even the flowers and trees outside seem to be silent.
This time the tide of spiritual power is a global eruption. It’s not just the city of Rongcheng that wants to be silent at this moment, the whole earth, wherever spiritual power is, it should be so.
This is the silence before the storm. Yang Fan doesn’t know how long it will last, but he knows that once the tide of spiritual power is completely stable, all creatures have adapted to this concentration of spiritual power, this rare tranquility Will be broken soon.
At that time, the scourge of mankind's last days is really the source.
Putting Xiaohua on Dahei's side, Yang Fan was not sleepy, her mood was hard to calm, and an unspeakable sense of loneliness emerged from her heart.
Everyone is drunk, he wakes up alone, and now in the entire Rongcheng, and even in the whole world, everyone is sleeping and evolving in the tide of spiritual power. It seems that he is the only one who is still sober.
The quietness around him made him feel some inexplicable panic. Above his head, deep in the endless sky, there seemed to be an invisible big hand waving to him nonstop, his mind could not help wanting Floating upward.
"How could this happen? What is calling me?"
Yang Fan worked hard to concentrate his attention again and again, wanting to stabilize his mind, and not to be confused by that illusory consciousness.
However, no matter how hard he tried, he could not resist the call of the invisible consciousness.
Even the system that he has always been extremely dependent on~IndoMTL.com~ This time has become completely dumb, there is no hint of it.
Yang Fan’s heart is flustered. He feels that he doesn’t seem to be able to persevere for long. His mind is constantly spreading upward, and the soul of the soul is uncontrollably wanting to break through his sea-knowledge space.
The gravity in the star 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 is extremely disturbed, but he is now struggling, and his body is no longer under his control, as if something is forcibly stripping his soul.
"Ding! The game time has ended, all players are forced to quit!"
At the moment when his soul was completely stripped, a very strange cold reminder suddenly sounded in Yang Fan's ear.
Game time is over!
(End of the first volume)