Fantasy: I have a Mall of Worlds

He just wanted to use the spiritual power in his body to break through the restriction, and when he was struggling to get up, Yang Fan's eyes flickered and his mind moved.

The patriarch wailed and fell to the ground, struggling continuously and screaming in pain.

The severe pain from his limbs and bones made him feel worse than death, which was hundreds of times stronger than any damage he received in previous battles.

But now is the ancestor of an ordinary person.How could he bear such pain, his lips were bitten off immediately.

"I advise you to be honest, your dynasty is doomed."

Yang Fan, who controlled the life and death talisman to stop the pain in the ancestor's body, said indifferently.

Stand with hands behind your back.On the top of this mountain, Yang Fan is like a king planning strategies like a king in the world.

He controls life and death, controls everything.

The ancestor's eyes were full of ashes, and the eyes that were originally muddy but suddenly bright were also dimmed at the moment.

He actually lost, losing to a young guy in his 20s.

What's more, his dynasty has already made an all-out move this time, and even connected with several other dynasties, but it still can't shake Yang Fan's Linhai area by half a point.

This innate aura of king left the ancestor with nothing to say.

"It's still useful to keep you."

Yang Fan, who glanced at the battle situation not far below, directly took out the rope from the space.

Lifting the ancestor was as easy as lifting a chicken. After tying him up, he directly carried him and flew to the battlefield below.

Capture the thief first, capture the king, and their king has already fallen into Yang Fan's hands, so they still haven't surrendered?

"Brother Yang Fan! Look, Xiao Yu is very powerful, right?"

Just when Yang Fan flew into the battlefield and stood in front of the city gate of Linhaiyu, Chen Xiaoyu was the first to spot him.

She ran over bouncingly with her ponytails raised, and said coquettishly as if asking for credit.

"Of course, we, Xiaoyu, are the best."

Feeling helpless, Yang Fan stretched out his knuckle fingers, rubbed Chen Xiaoyu's soft hair, and then looked at the battlefield in front of him with calm eyes.

Countless people died, and the land was also stained red with blood, and there was a trace of blood in the air.

"Zhuang Tian, ​​how are the casualties in Linhai?"

Yang Fan withdrew his hand, and casually threw the ancestor to the dirty ground aside.

No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free from Yang Fan's rope.

"Recently, the fighting power of the common people has skyrocketed, and the casualties are zero!"

Zhuang Tian, ​​who was called by Yang Fan, knelt on one knee, and his body was more tall and straight with his gray armor.

Zhuang Tian, ​​who was reporting to Yang Fan, looked excitedly at the people in Linhai who were still fighting.

Such a situation was beyond their expectation, and it was also thanks to the pill hall established by Yang Fan.

Everyone has several bottles of pills with different effects in their hands, which can save lives on the battlefield.

And their cultivation base has indeed risen very fast recently, and it is not a problem to crush these soldiers.

"That's good."

Yang Fan felt very relieved.

Afterwards, he raised his energy and circulated his whole body's spiritual power, and carrying the ancestor who fell to the ground next to him, he stood directly on the tallest building above the city of Linhaiyu.

"You guys, get caught without a fight!"

2 Chapter Eighty

Originally, the following was an overwhelming victory on the one hand, and now Yang Fan held the ancestor with infinite hope in their hearts.

For a while, the scene was chaotic.

"How is it possible? How could the ancestor be defeated by this kid!"

Voices of disbelief and unwillingness came one after another, but the reality was in front of them, and they had to believe it.

Standing on the top floor of the city, Yang Fan glanced at the patriarch beside him with tearing eyes, and sneered.

Now that we are here.You should think of today's results.

"Is there any impossibility, can you old men compare with my brother Yang Fan?"

When Yang Fan didn't make a sound.It doesn't mean that other people won't speak.

I saw Chen Xiaoyu in a princess dress with her double ponytails raised, directly controlling an oversized ghost, passing through the body of the person who just spoke.

Loli's lovely face was full of anger and sarcasm.

Why, only their ancestors can win.Can't Yang Fan from our Linhai area?

"I shouldn't have come into this world, fleas are worse than me..."

The man suddenly became negative, and fell to his knees on the ground, his head almost buried in his crotch.

The helpless Yang Fan couldn't help laughing, this girl is really protective.

"Big man, you take people to search for the gold and silver treasures of their dynasty. Don't leave them a dime, the cleaner the better."

Glancing at Zhuang Tian who had already begun to clean the battlefield below, Yang Fan said to the big man next to him.

This old ancestor has already been defeated by him, what else can he not take?

The most important harvest today is the soul-calling banner.

This baby can definitely play a full role in my hands!

Yang Fan, who was in a good mood, brimming with joy.

"okay."

Chen Hai was also full of energy, and immediately clasped his fists at Yang Fan, and after agreeing, he took a pair of brothers towards the direction of the imperial city and began to search and encircle him.

As for the people there, Yang Fan will not interfere too much.Go wherever you want.

"Xiaoyan, the ultimate monster, you all go with Chen Hai."

But in order to prevent accidents, Yang Fan still called back his two monsters and let them go with the big guy.

Who can guarantee that there are no other threats in the dynasty? It's better to be on the safe side.

Haw Haw!

As soon as he heard that Xiaoyan had something to do.Immediately, he rubbed towards Yang Fan's cheek excitedly, and left after a good deal of intimacy.

"What's your plan next?"

Zhuang Tian, ​​who was wearing a silver-white armor, recruited the remaining troops, whose morale had long since been demoralized.

Coupled with the oppression of the dynasty itself, many people have long wanted to leave.

But for the sake of their families, they had to work for the dynasty.

Zhuang Tian walked over slowly.Standing behind Yang Fan.

"Cut off the left and right arms of this dynasty, and all the dynasties that came today will be destroyed."

Squinting his eyes, he looked at Yang Fan, who was facing the dusty battlefield ahead, and said without hesitation.

He will never leave any hidden dangers by his side.

If he walks out of this continent in the future.Only father is left alone in the sea area, and it will be difficult for him to come back when some dangers arise.

Therefore, to avoid these scourges, it is better to uproot them directly.

The remaining dynasties are not afraid, and their strength has been greatly halved in this battle.

For the rest, leave it to Zhuang Tian and the others.

And explained some other things.Only then did Yang Fan return to his own city.After closing the door, silence returned.

The ears also quieted down.

He rubbed his tired eyebrows.Yang Fan was lying on his back on the couch, thinking about something in his unfathomable eagle eyes.

Suddenly.A gleam flashed in Yang Fan's eyes.

"System, can I activate the soul-calling banner now?"

Yang Fan, who glanced inside the space, looked at the dark red flag lying quietly on the green grass.

He quickly took out the stone he had snatched from the ancestor of the dynasty. According to the previous system, with this stone, he could activate the soul-calling banner.

Isn't now the best chance to activate it?Anyway, nothing to do now.

"Yes, the host needs to provide spiritual support and cannot be interrupted."

The voice of the system gradually came to Yang Fan's mind, and it was particularly pleasant to Yang Fan's ears.

I am about to have a powerful magic weapon.Whoever is not moved.

"No problem, let's get started."

Yang Fan, who waved his hand, didn't care. Now he doesn't know that the spiritual power support that the system is talking about is something that will almost empty him out.

call--

suddenly.Yang Fan, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, slowly closed his eyes, and quickly formed a complicated imprint on his heart with his hands.

This is completely instilled in him according to the system.

But in the originally quiet room, there was a sudden gust of wind at this moment, which made the surrounding tables, chairs and benches and the tea sets placed on them tremble continuously.

Although he closed his eyes, Yang Fan listened to all directions, and the surrounding movements could not escape his perception.

It seems that this summoning banner is really awesome.

Before the official activation started, it was already so powerful.

"Please ask the host to fuse the stone with the soul-calling banner."

Just when Yang Fan felt that the timing was about right, the voice of the system came from his mind at the right time.

Hearing this, Yang Fan directly lifted the two objects in front of him into the air with spiritual power.

The stone exuding a dark aura and the blood-stained and cold soul-calling flag beside it resonated instantly.

"This movement is too big."

Yang Fan, who was taking a break from his busy schedule, did not open his eyes at this moment, but relied on his body's various senses to perceive some inexplicable symbiosis between these two things.

Their breaths collided and merged constantly.

But this kind of fluctuation also affected the spiritual power diffused by Yang Fan himself.

Not to mention anything else, just because Yang Fan controls the spiritual power to keep these two things within a certain distance, the degree of control has been weakened.

And this move undoubtedly accelerated the consumption of Yang Fan's own abilities.

Gradually, an hour passed.

Beads of sweat slowly overflowed from Yang Fan's forehead, but he has not given up yet. If the transmission of spiritual power is interrupted at this time, all previous efforts may be in vain.

He was unwilling to give up such a good opportunity, and then directly threw out two bottles of spirit pills from the space, and swallowed them whole.

It calmed down the spiritual power in the body that was about to be exhausted.

Oh, I don't believe it anymore, just these two things can make him exhausted?

Since crossing over, Yang Fan has never encountered anything that could exhaust his spiritual power.

This time, there will be no exception!

Jie Jie——

As the degree of fusion between the stone and the soul-calling banner increases, the spiritual power required will also increase.

Yang Fan's sweat has already dripped from his chin to the skirt of his clothes along the sharp-edged outline.