For the next day and two nights, Yang Fan and An Le never had the chance to meet.

Everyone was very busy, busy saving people from outside the city and then saving people. Outside the city, refugees were continuously transported into the city. Before and after, at least tens of thousands of people had returned to the city early due to the efforts of the two of them.

Until noon on the third day.

It was almost twelve o'clock.

Without warning, the mountains were undulating and the earth was shaking. The sun in the sky suddenly burst out with light that was ten times more dazzling than usual. All the creatures in the world felt dark before their eyes, as if the whole world had fallen into a black hole.

Dark, light, and at a loss.

Even if I hid in the house, pulled up curtains, or got into caves, and hid in the cave, as long as there was light that could be refracted into, all the feelings of animals and even plants were shining by the sudden strong light and instantly lost their perception of light.

When the strong light broke out, Yang Fan was driving the eagle on the way back to Rongcheng. There was a void above his head, and the sky was cloudless without any obstruction. The dazzling strong light shone on them without any defense, causing their eyes to be blinded instantly.

At this moment, even his mental power was disturbed and he had a brief pause.

"Cry!!!"

"Zhazha!!"

“Meow~!”

In an instant, a darkness fell in front of him, and all the people and monsters turned blind. Visually unbalanced and mentally unbalanced. A panic sound of beasts came from around Yang Fan, and even the little flower in his arms was so shocked that the tiger hair stood upright.

Many birds have already started to roll and fall because of this sudden fright, and the scene is in chaos.

"Silent! Stay calm!"

Yang Fan shouted coldly, and immediately sent a voice to the soul of the tiger king to stabilize the minds of the more than 100 birds and monsters in the air. Even if they were flying in the air in the air, they could not rush around in panic.

These demon birds bear sixty or seventy lives, and there must be no mistake.

"You are invaded by the strong light from the sun's rays, your pupils shrink sharply, and your vision is briefly blind."

"You absorbed the original spiritual power that was scattered due to the vibration of heaven and earth, your physical fitness was greatly improved, your spiritual source was greatly improved, your physical fitness +200, strength +200, agility +200, Qi and blood strength +5000, mental power +100, spiritual will +100."

Hearing the system's prompt, Yang Fan's spirit suddenly shook, and the spiritual tide came like this! Without any warning, he suddenly attacked!

Just this moment has doubled his overall strength. The spiritual tide is indeed a great fortune for all things in this world.

No wonder after experiencing this spiritual tide, the number of monsters on the earth increased sharply, and even a pet city slaughter incident, which was claimed to be the "mortality of the human race and the beginning of the end of the world", broke out.

This sudden spiritual power tide is definitely an unprecedented disaster for most ordinary human races.

I wonder what the result of the "Feel Destruction Order" in each city is, has all the pets been cleaned up in time?

A few seconds later, Yang Fan's vision recovered, and the little flower in his arms shook comfortably, stretched, yawned, and then sent a voice to Yang Fan, "Master, I feel that I am about to advance. I now need an absolutely quiet place to absorb and refine the original spiritual power that suddenly emerges in the world!"

The implication is that this girl wants to strike.

Yang Fan turned his head and looked at the more than a hundred other birds and monsters around him. After the initial panic, he seemed to be obsessed with the absorption and refining of the original spiritual power of the world. Many of them had already started to doze, drowsy, and their flight status was no longer stable.

For spiritual tides, monsters are more eager to absorb and refine than humans, and have been completely immersed in their instincts.

"Send people back to Rongcheng first, and then you can find a place to practice."

Yang Fan gave a soft command.

The spiritual power tide has already broken out. Whether it is a monster or a human, they will quickly enter a period of silence in a short period of time, sleeping, absorbing, and evolving. If they don’t go back quickly, they may have to sleep outside the city.

“Meow~!”

Xiao Huahuan screamed, her mental power dispersed, urging all the monsters to fly to Rongcheng as fast as possible.

Three minutes later, in the stadium in Rongcheng City, one hundred and twenty flying monsters landed from the air at the same time. After landing, all the big birds lay on the ground and fell into a deep sleep in an instant.

On their backs, coma humans continued to fall into coma, but in their bodies, spiritual energy continued to gather, and through their breathing, they merged into and released their physiques bit by bit.

The same is true for the little flower in Yang Fan's arms. After controlling the monsters to land safely, it became lazy and lying obediently and quietly in Yang Fan's arms, pulling up a little snore.

Yang Fan hugged it and jumped off the eagle's back, looked around, and found that all the soldiers in the stadium and the people who were transported back had not had time to evacuate them. At this moment, they were all lying on the ground in the open air, sleeping unconsciously.

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

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

"Why didn't I fall asleep? Is it because my mental power is already strong enough, or because of the system?"

Yang Fan looked up at the sky. The dazzling sunlight had weakened, and the sky was clear. Whether before the end of the world or after the end of the world more than a hundred years later, Yang Fan had never seen a clear and blue sky like today.

"Hmm? There are actually people like me!"

As if something was felt, Yang Fan's mental thoughts moved and he couldn't help but float out of thin air, looking towards the north of Rongcheng.

Then he saw a military transport plane, and the next one, the white and fat man in a sexy red suit, was trying hard to hold the transport plane, flying towards the stadium with difficulty but persistence.

A thousand meters away, Yang Fan could still clearly sense that the little fat man seemed to have reached his limit. The spiritual tides invaded him more and more severely. His upper eyelids had begun to fall from the ground, as if he would fall asleep at any time.

"He should be the happiness that Qin Peirou said, right?"

Yang Fan quickly made a preliminary judgment on the identity of the fat man. At this time, he could still not sleep and try hard to fly to Rongcheng with a military transport plane. It seemed that the only Director Anle, who was highly praised by Qin Peirou.

Seeing that Anle was exhausted and even felt a little overwhelmed, Yang Fan did not dare to delay any longer and flew towards Anle and the transport plane quickly.

"That... so good! I'm finally saved, but I'm so tired... so tired!"

Seeing Yang Fan flying towards him alone, I felt the powerful aura coming from Yang Fan, and my peaceful spirit was refreshed, and a relaxed smile appeared on my baby's fat little face.

As he went along the way, he almost exhausted him. Moreover, he was so sleepy that he had never missed the pair of pillows on his bedside as much as he did today.

Yang Fan approached Anle's side, released his spiritual power, fully lifted the transport plane, and then supported Anle with one hand and comforted softly: "Director Anle, your mission has been completed, and now you can have a good rest. After this spiritual power tide, your strength will definitely go further!"

Anle tried hard to flip his eyelids, looked up listlessly and looked at Yang Fan, "You are the Yang Fan that the old witch Qin Peirou always mentioned. It's really good. Her strength is only a little worse than that of this handsome!"

Yang Fan's mouth twitched, and he still didn't forget to brag at this time. No wonder every time he mentioned this fat man, Qin Peirou looked both admiring and gritting teeth.

Just as he was about to say a few more words to him, Yang Fan found that the little fat man had already bowed his head and fell asleep deeply.

Yang Fan shook his head slightly, and unexpectedly, even Anle, who was already a third-level spiritual master, did not escape the fate of being attacked by the spiritual tides.

He slowly placed the transport plane on the open space in the stadium, then set sail and carried Anle into the reception room not far away.

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

They either sat cross-legged on the ground, leaned back on the chair, or lay sideways on the sofa bed. Without exception, they all closed their eyes and fell asleep without any sense of anything outside.

He put Anle aside on the sofa bed. Yang Fan glanced at the reception room again and soon found Dahei, who had fallen into a deep sleep under a corner of the table.

All the people and animals were sleeping, and even the flowers, plants and trees outside seemed to be silent.

This time the spiritual power tide was a global outbreak. I think it is not just the quiet place in Rongcheng, but the entire earth, wherever spiritual power can reach it.

This was the silence before the storm. Yang Fan didn't know how long it would last, but he knew very well that once the spiritual tide was completely stable and all creatures adapted to this spiritual concentration, this rare tranquility would be quickly broken.

At that time, the disaster of the end of mankind will truly come to its source.

Putting Xiaohua at his side casually, Yang Fan was not sleepy, and his mood was difficult to calm down. An unspeakable sense of loneliness emerged from his heart.

Everyone was drunk and he was awake alone. Now, the entire Rongcheng, and even the entire world, everyone is sleeping and evolving in the spiritual tide. It seems that he is the only one who is still awake.

The quietness around him made him feel a little inexplicably panic. Above his head, deep in the endless sky, it seemed that an invisible hand was constantly waving towards him, and his mind couldn't help but want to float upwards.

"How could this happen? What exactly is calling me?"

Yang Fan tried hard to concentrate his attention again and again, wanting to stabilize his mind 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 been extremely focused on has completely become mute at this time, without any hint.

Yang Fan was panicked. He felt that he could not hold on for long. His mind continued to spread upwards, and his soul was uncontrollably trying to break through his sea of ​​consciousness.

The gravity in the starry sky is getting bigger and bigger, and everything is gradually breaking away from his control.

"This is definitely not the effect of the spiritual tide. What exactly is affecting my soul and what is its purpose?!"

Yang Fan was extremely uneasy, but he was unable to struggle now. His body was no longer under his control, as if something was forcibly stripping away his soul.

"Ding! The game time has ended, all players are forcibly quit!"

At the moment when his soul was completely stripped away, an extremely unfamiliar cold reminder suddenly rang in Yang Fan's ears.

The game time is over!
Chapter completed!