National Fortune Survival: Do you call this Plants vs. Zombies?

At this altitude, it began to dive north, avoiding the impact of the explosion!

In the meeting hall, there was a moment of silence.

In the globally synchronized live broadcast room, the barrage completely dissipated.

It took a long time to fly past the barrage: "Humanity is over..."

Back in the team conference hall, the representative of the Bald Eagles stood up and left the field first. He explained, "Sorry, the mission failed. I need to hand over to the higher-ups."

Clean and tidy, the representative of the White Bear Group also left without explanation.

Only the Zhou delegation representative was still sitting here, with his hands crossed and his head propped up, as if he was listening to the latest news.

A few minutes later, the conference hall was in complete chaos.

To be precise, the representatives of each group expressed their panic to each other and asked for help from the large group that was still present.

And on the Internet, people who were caught in panic suddenly grasped the last straw—the most powerful and mysterious player, Yaoxian!
"Yaoxian, I have engraved you on the ranking list! Please save us!"

"Who can go to another world to make an announcement, his hometown is about to be stolen!"

"Although I don't think Yaoxian can defeat that dragon, I hope he can..."

For a while, Yaoxian suddenly became people's last hope.

The time came to January 1th, and the war in Faxia Continent came to an end.

With only a few rootless degenerate zombies left to clean up, it's only a matter of time before the final victory.

And Lin Qingfeng finally escaped from the negotiations with the Zombie Association and the Taoist League, ending the future development and construction pattern of Faxia Continent.

Needless to say, the entire Faxia Continent now has a sacred team and an established team, and the strength is even greater than that of the entire Gaia Continent.

And Faxia Continent has experienced this invasion of fallen zombies, and the people feel at ease.

With such a favorable time, place and people, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the next step is to unify.

After settling the affairs of the other world, Lin Qingfeng wanted to accompany Elena to give birth wholeheartedly, but Xiaoni started reminding him about the affairs of the Celestial Dynasty again.

"That dragon is going out of control."

"Uh-huh……"

"They all put you on the throne and hope you can solve the problem."

"clear."

"are you going?"

"Oh... I know, let's go, let's go."

Xiao Ni stared at Lin Qingfeng, who was lying on the sofa, and frowned helplessly.

This guy is very reliable when he wants to be reliable, but he is always out of tune. Even in the current urgent situation, he will fall ill.

Fanbu was giving Lin Qingfeng a massage, but she didn't care about the crisis of the celestial dynasty that Xiaoni said.

Elena sat aside and watched him helplessly stroking his eyebrows, and persuaded, "If you can solve it, then go and deal with it?"

Lin Qingfeng was still squinting his eyes slightly, but now he opened them, stood up and stretched.

The sail department put clothes on him.

Then he said: "I just broke through the sixth level, and I borrowed my divine power before I got used to it. It's so tiring!"

He really wasn't lying when he said that. The golden light state a few days ago was actually far beyond level six, even close to level eight or nine.

If it's just his own strength, it can only be compared to level seven.

What was borrowed was nothing but the blue remnant spirit and the control power of the true god in his body.

This kind of saturated, power beyond his actual strength also made him very tired.

"Okay, it's time to solve the problem on the side of the Celestial Dynasty."

After finishing speaking, Lin Qingfeng's expression immediately changed from decadent to energetic and radiant!
[System: Teleportation is in progress...]

hum!
In the blink of an eye, Qingfeng Lin returned to the Celestial Dynasty.

He took out his phone and watched the news fly by like snowflakes.

"The red dragon has arrived in the north of the sandbar..."

"The western regiments formed an allied army, hoping to snipe the Red Dragon on the coast of the Central Sea."

"The 'Kraken' in the middle of the Pacific Ocean began to spread, and major sea routes were seriously affected..."

"Zhounan Peninsula, according to incomplete statistics, the tree spirits have caused thousands of deaths and tens of thousands of injuries..."

"Is the stone giant hostile? The stone giant's dilemma in the Central Ya area."

Lin Qingfeng rubbed his chin, waved his hand, and the clothes on his body changed back to white clothes Shengxue, a white fox mask.

He whispered to himself: "Even if I don't make a move, the red dragon will be sniped and killed by the coalition forces of various regiments, but the losses are heavy, which indirectly led to the subsequent Rama Rebellion."

"So, should I take the shot?"

West, China Sea.

With the failure of the team's plan to snipe the red dragon, the red dragon began to advance northward, and the western world had to reunite to deal with the coming crisis.

Battleships sailed into the northern coast of the sandbar, and all kinds of long-range weapons were ready.

On the back of the sandbar, on the long coastline, many figures appeared densely.

Those were refugees trying to escape from their own group.

On the ship of the commander-in-chief of the fleet, the non-commissioned officer ran in and reported to the leader: "Leader! A large number of refugees are coming towards us."

"Did they swim here?"

"No, they're in old wooden boats..."

The refugees hoped that the fleet would rescue them and take them to safety.

The red dragon has come to their team, the order has collapsed, and everyone is running away for their own lives!

Bang bang bang!
They approached the smaller ships and beat the walls with their paddles.

But the regiment members above turned a blind eye to them and didn't hear them, as if they didn't exist.

Angry refugees yelled a few words, seeing that it was meaningless, they had to continue thinking about heading north, begging to reach the western world smoothly.

In the past, the Western regiments would pretend to be sympathetic, but now they are facing a catastrophe, and even the Holy Mother dare not say a word.

Compared with his own life, that fragile vanity seemed very ridiculous.

Under the overwhelming pressure of Mount Tai, the order of Western society is also on the verge of collapse.

"We all have to die!"

"Hahaha... die!"

"I go!"

A group of useless youths and so-called losers took to the streets one after another, beating, smashing, looting and burning, wantonly letting go of their temperament.

It's the same as the "zombie disease" crisis two years ago.

Under the broken window effect, the local public security bureau chose to give up maintaining overall stability.

The security guards retreated to important departments in various places, such as wealthy areas, or official buildings.

Reporting to the police did not get a positive answer, so people could only curl up at home and protect themselves with weapons with high lethality as much as possible.

Turn on the TV and watch the frontline battles broadcast on all channels...

The vast ocean, the huge fleet, and the fighter planes that fly across the sky from time to time - seeing these can calm their fearful hearts a little.

They hinted like this: Such a powerful force will definitely not fail...

Anyone who thinks this way is subjectively and actively forgetting that the team's plan to encircle and suppress the Red Dragon failed a few days ago.

And on the system's global network, another group of people is discussing, or praying, intensely.