I Really Want To Go Against The Sky

When the first wave of psionic bombers roared, Yang Fan’s eyes were blind, and the body that had been seriously injured was instantly torn into pieces by the overwhelming shock wave. The flesh and blood vaporized and the bones disappeared.

The entire wilderness, within a hundred miles, all turned into a ridiculous.

he died.

With endless unwillingness and hate, there is no dead body.

Zhu Huanan finally chose to go with the four demon kings, and the price paid was not only his own life, but also the lives of all people and monsters within a hundred miles of the West Chu City.

Xichu City has the protection of the psionic power array, which can resist the impact of the psionic bombs to the greatest extent. After the explosion, the surrounding area of ​​Xichu City is ridiculous and becomes a lonely city in the real sense.

"Your body is destroyed, and the spirit of the mind is free from the wind, and the spirit will be +3, and the spirit will be +2."

The sound of the sound coming from the ear will awaken Yang Fan, who is still awkward.

"What is going on here, am I not already dead, why can I still hear the sound and feel the things around me?"

Yang Fan struggled to open his eyes and found himself floating in the sky at this moment.

Nothing wrong, not flying, not swimming, but floating, like a balloon filled with hydrogen, rising with the wind, drifting with the wind, completely involuntary.

"Is the state of the soul? It turns out that after the death of a person, it will really become another form!"

Yang Fan stunned, and even worked hard to let go of his own thinking, expand his horizons, and eager to find other similar souls.

Since he can become such a state of soul, others may be fine.

"You picked up a memory belonging to Zhu Huanan, the integration of ideas, your mental strength has improved, spiritual strength +1, memory +1."

"You picked up a memory belonging to Huang Zhong, the fusion of ideas, your mental strength has improved, mental strength +1, memory +1."

"You picked up a memory belonging to Wang Zhe, the integration of ideas, your mental strength has improved, mental strength +1, memory +1."

"You picked up a memory that belongs to the flower month, the fusion of ideas, your mental strength has improved, mental strength +1, memory +1."

"..."

After the mind is released, the sound of the ear is like a rain and a banana, and the tick is ringing.

The soul is constantly consolidating, and there are many memories in the brain that are not their own.

Yang Fan’s thoughts became a bit confusing, and his head hurts a lot. He struggled and struggled in the same place, but he still kept the memory fragments in his brain.

Between the chaos, Yang Fan felt that his "body" was constantly expanding and becoming bigger. In just one minute, he was "strong" to control his direction in the wind. He could be free in the air. Moved.

I don't know if his own obsession is at work, or the memories in his mind are affecting him. Yang Fan's "body" involuntarily drifts in the direction of Xichu City.

The speed is very fast, and it is a thousand miles away.

At the same time that the Red Eagle King and the Mountain Demon King rushed to the West Chu City, Yang Fan’s “body” had passed through the psionic protective cover outside the West Chu City without any hindrance, and sneaked into the city quietly.

"Mom, how are you crying, is the girl making you angry?"

"No, Niu Niu is the most embarrassed, Mom loves you! Mom just hopes that you can grow up safely... Hey..."

Yang Fan saw a young mother clinging to her daughter and burst into tears.

"No, no! I don't want to die! I am only twenty years old, I still have a lot of years, I can't die!"

"Son, stand up your chest and put away the shackles in your heart! If you can live, who wants to die?"

"You remember to Lao Tzu, rather than die as a slave! Lao Ting would rather have no bones, and would not be the blood food in the mouth of the demon!"

The figure was floating, and Yang Fan saw a middle-aged warrior licking his wife and screaming at his son.

"The city owner, the 100,000 elite warriors at the bottom of the earth have been properly placed, and the fire plan is successfully completed!"

"How about you, why didn't you follow them together?"

"The city owners have no choice to evade, and they will sneak into the ground alone and swear to die together with the West Chu City!"

"You, it is not only your own choice, but the old man does not force it. Close the door, the resources of the underground shelter are enough for them to be in the middle for half a year. After the hope of breaking the city, they can continue to survive in this troubled world!"

"As long as people don't die, I will not be completely shattered in Xichu City! Although the fire is small, it will be puppet!"

"The city owner is doing a good job. Although the fire is small, it will be a puppet!"

In the city hall, Yang Fan saw that the city's Shangguan Yuchen was making a final screening with his own subordinates, and the memory of the underground shelters was also in his mind.

It is a large refuge built entirely of Class A special alloys. It is hidden within three kilometers of the ground. In theory, it may withstand a hundred times the power generated by the atomic bomb. It is the hard work of Xichu City for 80 years. The last security point to complete the operation is not activated when the city is not destroyed.

"The fire plan has already started. It seems that even Shangguan Yuchen did not report any hope for this sudden disaster."

Absorbing the memory of some of the South China Masters, Yang Fan is no stranger to the fire plan.

Although the plan is good, it can only save 100,000 residents.

Now, since the fire plan has been launched, it means that Shangguan Yuchen has made the final decision. Yang Fan’s heart is mournful. He seems to be able to see what will happen next in West Chu City. a mess.

"Humans will eventually rise, and my generation will not be slaves!"

"Long live the human!"

"Long live the Federation!"

"War! Fight! Fight!"

On the outskirts of the city, above the towering walls, Yang Fan saw countless devotees who were willing to die and inject all their psionic power into the big guard.

The determination to swear and the unyielding will have a strong resonance with the countless memories in Yang Fan’s mind. The original chaotic thoughts, at this moment, are surprisingly neat and unified. There is only one voice in Yang Fan’s mind:

"Humans will eventually rise, and my generation will not be slaves!"

"War! Fight! Fight!"

This is a cry on the bones of every individual, and Yang Fan’s “body and mind” is shocking.

"You have successfully combined all the memories, your heart is touched, your willpower is constantly improving, you have successfully realized the immortal will, the human race is immortal~www.wuxiaspot.com~ will forever! Spiritual will +100, spiritual power +20."

Click!

Click!

The psionic protective cover began to shatter, when the city’s airspace rang the last speech of the city’s Shangguan Yuchen:

"Compatriots, comrades, if there is an afterlife, I will wait for the flags to gather again, and swear by the demon! Farewell!"

"Humans will eventually rise, and my generation will not be a slave!"

After a shout, Shangguan Yuchen blew himself up, and the power of self-explosion triggered the psionic reserves of millions of units buried 100 meters underground in the city hall.

Boom!

The white light flashed and everything went to silence.

"You picked up a memory belonging to Shangguan Yuchen, the integration of ideas, your mental strength has improved, spiritual strength +1, memory +1."

"You picked up a memory belonging to Zhang Rao, the integration of ideas, your mental strength has improved, mental strength +1, memory +1."

"You picked up a memory belonging to Sun Zhipeng, the integration of ideas, your mental strength has improved, spiritual strength +1, memory +1."

"..."

At the moment after the explosion, Yang Fan’s mind began to have an inexhaustible memory inflow, and the speed and quantity were thousands of times just outside the city.

Rao is comprehending a trace of immortal will. Yang Fan’s current state of mind is unprecedentedly strong, but it is still unable to withstand the spiritual shock of this stock.

"what!!"

Yang Fan couldn't help but scream, holding his "head" and struggling in the air. The tears and shocks from the depths of the soul made him unbearable and unbearable.

Soon, his consciousness was once again chaotic, and the screams became weaker and weaker. In the end, his "eyes" were black, his mind was silent, and he could no longer feel any message from the outside world.