I Really Want To Go Against The Sky Chapter 99: The greedy Yang Fan

Yang Fan looked at Xiao Daotong with a look of vigilance, and his spiritual power cut off 90%. Was this guy finally showing his true face?

Yang Fan’s eyes flashed fiercely, and he even had plans to let Tiger King and the Black Lion Dog come together for a fight.

No matter how rare the Ling Zhi is, and no matter how gentle, it is also alien, and we can’t believe it all the time.

Besides, only a scent of pine tree can absorb his strength, Yang Fan has some hope in his heart, if he can get the fruit of this pine tree, or its wood spirit core, he will definitely be able to give him Bring more and more beneficial benefits!

Wealth is touching, what kind of friendship and kindness are pretended to be?

Yang Fan knew that he was not a saint. If he had just secretly identified this spiritual plant just now, to see its strength has reached the level of the fourth-level spiritual plant, and he also has a self-destructive spirit body and a skill of a thousand miles, I don't know if he, Tiger King and Dahei can hold it together, Yang Fan will definitely be the first one to make trouble.

So, in my heart, Yang Fan has always been a bit undecided about whether or not to get a black hand.

He even vaguely hoped that the Lingsongzi was really not well-intentioned, and could take the lead, so that he would rise up to resist, and when he was killing monsters and treasures, he would be more justified and more reasonable.

Little Daotong’s reaction is very sensitive. Almost immediately, when Yang Fan’s heart appears malicious, he has already sensed it. He can’t help but take a step back carefully. What does this human want to do to kill the tree?

It's too irritable. What's wrong with humans now, are they all bitten by mad dogs, do you want to slay the demon and remove the devil?

Especially the human in front of me is just greedy and irritable. The body is still like a bottomless hole, absorbing psychic speed fast, it is really not dare to let him **** it all the time, totally unable to withstand it.

Oh!

I really shouldn’t have brought him in before!

The poor way is really too anxious, you should wait again, maybe there will be better candidates passing by later!

"Dao friends are slow!" The Daotong suddenly said regretfully: "If you are angry because the supply of spiritual power has been reduced, maybe I can explain it to you!"

Everyone is civilized, there is no need to be so violent!

It is a peaceful pine tree! Although the strength is strong, but really not good at fighting!

Looking at the little Taoist seems to be more tense than himself, Yang Fan raised his brow slightly, and decided to give it a chance: "You talk about it!"

Ling Songzi eased his breath, and looked at Yang Fan bitterly, saying, "The speed at which Taoist friends absorb refining spiritual power is too alarming, and the poor Taoist spiritual reserve is limited, and it cannot be supplied to Dao without restriction. Friends alone."

Lying, Lingsongzi lifted up his white, tender and tender meat, and pointed at Zhu Zhengqi and Zhu Caiwei next to him, saying, "Since these people are friends of Taoist friends, they do not want to come to Taoist friends because they want to come. The existence of them, and let them have no spiritual power to absorb, to cultivate for nothing, right?"

Yang Fan was stunned, what is this **** logic, the speed of absorbing spiritual power is too fast, blame me?

Moreover, why can't all the spiritual power be concentrated on him alone?

High-quality resources should be given priority to the best human race. This is one of the survival rules that all races in the last days must abide by. No one will feel wrong.

The human race needs not a group of mediocre low-end warriors, but one after another high-end combat power that can bless one side.

Let some of the best talented warriors take the lead to become stronger, build a safe and powerful strong barrier for the human race for each city, and also be able to go out of the city to hunt monsters and beasts, rob more survival resources to feed the low-end warriors and Ordinary people, this is a virtuous circle, and it is also the consensus of the Federation and human warriors.

The big pot rice or what is evenly distributed will not work at all in the last days. High-end combat power, no matter when, is an indispensable existence of a city and a country.

It is like the Western Chu City. After the defeat of the South China Grandmaster, the warriors under the hundreds of thousands of Grandmasters in the entire city have no resistance at all, and can only watch the demon kings raging in the head of the city.

If there is a big city, there is no way but to detonate the spirits and the monster king outside.

This is not a kind of sorrow that lacks high-end combat power. If there was a second Wuzong strongman in Xichu City at that time, or if Wuzong strongmen in other surrounding cities could come in time, how could the four demon kings dare So unbridled?

In the final analysis, it is still the lack of high-end warriors among the human races, so the tragedies of the city-destroying wars often appear.

Yang Fan is a person who has walked through the end of the world. Many of his ways of thinking have become eschatological. The talented and capable people should get more training resources. This is not selfish. It is a heavy responsibility!

"Then stop their spiritual power supply, let me absorb it first! When my strength is strong, I will naturally search for more spirits to compensate them!"

Yang Fan's expression was very serious and he said this very selfish and shameless expression to Ling Songzi.

He has a systematic presence, he has a dominating monster that is destined to become an emperor in the future, he also has the memory experience of countless human warriors in Xichu City, on the potential of the future, on the role of the human race, all present here No one is as good as him, so here and now, Yang Fan is fully qualified to enjoy these resources alone.

Others said that he was selfish and that he ate single food, and he was worthy of his conscience.

Being stronger, he will return to the end of the world and live again!

Ling Songzi heard the words and couldn't help but want to fan himself a big mouth.

How did it get fascinated by ghosts before, how could it be thought that such a selfish thing would be brought to Anpingguan?

Is it something wrong with my spiritual consciousness?

When he released his breath and lured these people over, it clearly felt that the people sitting in the helicopter were all good people with good hearts in their hearts. What happened to Mao once all changed?

This guy is not only greedy and selfish, but also very irritable. From the beginning, the evil thoughts in his heart have never ceased, and he is constantly striking his body's idea. The tendency to violence is very serious.

If it wasn’t for Ling Songzi that Yang Fan’s eyes were pure and her will was extremely pure, perhaps there was a possibility that he could communicate and coexist. He had already rooted and fled, not playing with these bad guys.

"Absolutely not!" Xiao Daotong simply refused, "You are not my destiny, just let you absorb so much spiritual essence, it is already the limit of the poor."

Although I don’t want to fight, Lingsongzi has its own principles and bottom line. There is no return on investment. Even a pine tree is unwilling to do it.

"However!" Seeing Yang Fan immediately change his face, the murderous look boiled, Ling Songzi was very embarrassed, stretched out his hand, and found an egg-sized pine nut from his arms and handed it to Yang Fan: "I have one here A pine cone can be given to a Taoist friend, I hope that the Taoist friend can raise your hand and give the poor a little thin side."

Yang Fan opened his eyes suddenly, staring closely at the pine cones in the hands of the little Taoist, and felt a strong and almost insoluble energy of life contained in it, which was more than the spirits and spirits he had been in contact with before. Medicine is much more powerful!

"Meow~!"

"Baba!"

At the same time, the tiger king and the black lion dog, 30 meters away, also stood up at the same time, their eyes staring directly at the pine cone that suddenly appeared in front of Yang Fan, and the corner of the mouth was harrassed.

Yang Fan reached out to take the pine nuts and threw them into his mouth.

"You have taken a millennium spirit pine cone, the strength of qi and blood is greatly improved, the strength of soul is greatly improved, the strength of qi and blood is +1000, the strength of spirit is +50, the strength of soul is +20, and the life span is +20."

A thousand more hours of strength of blood and blood, and a full fifty points of spiritual strength improvement, it is really awesome!

Of course, compared to the improvement of strength, what makes Yang Fan feel even more incredible is the last attribute.

Life expectancy plus 20 years!

It’s just awesome.

Like this kind of spirit fruit that can directly increase the life span, even in the later generations, it is a rare and proper legendary thing!

Yang Fan licked his lips, meaning that he still said: "Isn't it enough to have only one?"

"Look, we have so many people present, and my two little pets, at least one person is right!"

You might as well go grab it!

Is it true that the poor pine cones are Chinese cabbage, can I grab a lot?

Xiao Daotong's complexion changed, and he had a new understanding of Yang Fan's greed.

"Dao You laughed." Xiao Dao Tong Road said: "This is a thousand-year-old fruit, the number is extremely limited. Moreover, one person can only take one at most, and the user's cultivation behavior is also limited. Among these people present , Only Daoyou you are barely qualified to take it."

Originally thought that this spirit fruit could support this abominable human being, but I didn’t expect that this human’s absorptive capacity was so perverted, that he instantly refined all the medicinal powers into his body. Little bit inside is repaired.

Yang Fan didn't take it seriously: "It doesn't matter if I can't take it now, I can store it for them temporarily, and wait for their strength to come, it's not too late to take it again."

Lingsongzi:……

I have never seen such a brazen person. How is this different from a robber?

Lingsongzi is very indignant. It kind of wants to uproot and leave.

"Otherwise," Yang Fan didn’t want to force the little Taoist too tight, and stepped back: "The others are just that, the two little girls are my disciples. Stay, I will leave here, and I will never absorb one more spiritual force, how?"

"This..."

Lingsongzi frowns and looks tangled, but Lingguo is gathered by its own essence of life, each one is equivalent to its child, it is really reluctant to send too much~IndoMTL.com~ Okay, at most Give two more! "Lin Songzi thought for a moment, and finally nodded his answer: "If you are not satisfied with the two pine cones, then the poor way is really welcome! "

The spiritual energy on Ling Songzi instantly exploded, giving Yang Fan a small warning appropriately.

Don’t think of its compassion and friendliness as weakness and bullying, its pine nuts are not soft persimmons, they are amazing!

Yang Fan's heart shattered, and her body stepped back.

The strength of this plant is really strong, and the cultivation of his martial arts peak cannot be resisted at all.

However, he is more curious that Ling Songzi obviously has such a strong strength, and his mental strength is not very weak. There is no need to compromise and compromise, but why does it accept such unreasonable demands, which is unscientific what!

It stays here so persistently, grievances and dedication to dedicate pine cones, and provides a continuous stream of spiritual essence for Zhu Zhengqi and others. What is the picture?

The fate of the fate is all nonsense, who believes who is stupid, and Ling Songzi helps several people to improve their strength without any loss, it must be someone else’s.

But the question is, in addition to the spiritual flesh and blood of Zhu Zhengqi, what else can make a fourth-level spirit plant so worried?

Ling pine nuts took out two more pine cones and slowly passed them to Yang Fan. Yang Fan's gaze moved away from the pine cones, staring at the little Taoist near him.

It seemed as if he saw the little priest's body as if there was a layer of light gray light constantly converging, blending into it a little bit.

When these rays of light merged into it, the little Taoist’s small, stiff and solemn face unconsciously revealed a ribbon with a slightly indifferent smile.

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