Late at night, it was a rare good weather, with bright stars and a silver moon hanging high. There was no wind or rain in Chang'an City. After March, the temperature gradually rose at night.

In an inconspicuous building in the city, it is brightly lit.

On the top of the building, a reconnaissance antenna with strange shapes is set up, covering the entire city for 24 hours.

As the central city in the northwest region of the country, the Huaxia Hall has far more people than ordinary cities. There is one Yan Luo alone.

Situated in Chang'an and radiate to the surrounding areas.

After the Tokyo incident broke out, the branches of cities across the country entered a state of tension, with gray windbreakers taking turns to ensure that anyone can deal with accidents at any time.

"The shift has changed, there is no situation?"

At two o'clock in the morning, a team of gray windbreakers walked into the residence and asked with a smile.

"No, everything is normal." The extraordinary people who stayed up late on duty replied, stood up, put on their coats, and walked downstairs together.

Although they are extraordinary people, they are all young, but sitting on duty without emergency tasks is also a very depressing thing, so many people are yawning.

"Nanfeng, your car has not been repaired yet, right? Take my car, let's go along." Zou Fang said to a very young colleague, who hurriedly nodded: "I'm sorry, Brother Zou."

"Hi, it's a matter of the way." Zou Fang smiled, took out the car keys and walked towards the parking lot.

As the first member of the Chang'an Hall, Zou Fangxu was a few years older than him. He was the one who led him when he joined the company.

Classic old and new.

Therefore, although they are not much older than each other, their relationship is somewhat organized, and the meaning of "master-apprentice" in the company is.

"Brother Zou, with your qualifications, there is actually no need to be on the night shift." Nanfeng was so idle that he couldn't help but say as soon as the car drove out of the courtyard.

"Yeah," Zou Fang admitted frankly, and then asked with a smile: "Do you think the night shift is not good? I think it's good."

"Why?" Nan Feng was curious.

Zou Fang turned onto the cold street and said, "There are few people on the streets in the black sky, unlike during the day. If there are demons at night, they will not be so restricted when dealing with them."

He paused and added: "Also, we can watch some people die without having time to save them."

Nan Feng was stunned. The atmosphere in the dashboard lights in the car was a little dreamy. He suddenly felt that Zou Fang's seemingly plain words were a bit heavy.

In silence, the vehicle was driving in the city at two or three in the morning. At this time, there were no cars on the street, and only the vehicle engines were ringing in his ears.

Nanfeng tried to liven up the atmosphere and began to tell himself about his recent experiences and the latest happenings on the Internet. He knew that Zou Fang didn't read these things very much.

As an elite who can stand alone in the branch, they are almost always training without the arrival of demons.

According to him, if you put in more effort in training now, you will have a better chance of winning and surviving when facing demons in the future.

As a newcomer who has just joined the company, Nanfeng has experienced very few battles and lacks personal experience of this. He often feels that Zou Fang is a bit too serious and serious.

Just like now, I had just told a proud joke, but the only listener frowned:

"Nanfeng, do you feel something is wrong?"

"Ah? No." Nan Feng was puzzled, and the light from the phone screen shone on his blank face.

Zou Fang held the steering wheel and the vehicle was driving at a constant speed, but his eyes gradually became sharper:

"Do you think it's too quiet?"

Nan Feng was stunned, observed carefully, and his expression became serious:

Yes, it's too quiet.

Although it is approaching three in the morning and most people are sleeping, they can see through the car windows, and the whole city is silent as if there is no movement.

The darkness surged, and a mysterious feeling of loneliness surged.

The whole world seemed to be the only car left.

"Squeak--"

Suddenly, the car under the seat suddenly made a sharp and sharp braking sound, and the body trembled. Zou Fang turned the steering wheel hard, and without warning, forcibly slowed down, completing a drift at the intersection ahead.

Nanfeng was caught off guard and was about to ask, but Zou Fang roared: "Look outside!"

He looked in a daze, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

I saw that the road where the car was originally driving was suddenly interrupted, and replaced by steel and concrete buildings, but a red palace wall!

Just like in a movie and TV drama, the exterior wall of the palace stands tall and cuts off the path ahead. Above it, there happened to be a corner tower.

The towering city walls were covered with lights, faintly, and a knife-wielding guard patrolled with armor, but seemed to turn a blind eye to the modern city on the other side.

"Where is this?" Nan Feng was frightened, and before he could react, Zou Fan had already stepped on the accelerator tightly, and the black car roared like a beast.

In the night, a roar sound came out, like an arrow running away from the string, galloping in the opposite direction!

Just a few seconds after the car left, the asphalt oil-plate road was suddenly replaced by blue brick and stone roads. The modern intersection with signs and traffic lights suddenly disappeared.

The world overlaps at this moment, modern cities and facilities are silently replaced by another world that looks quite similar to ancient imperial cities.

"Di-Di-Di-"

The sharp horn of the car echoed, and the pointer on the dashboard inside the car had already stepped on the far right.

Inside the car, Zou Fang's expression changed from cold to a bit hideous. Through the rearview mirror, he clearly saw what was happening behind:

Classical pavilions and houses rose from the ground.

The long street lights disappeared one by one.

The residential building has become a classical restaurant with fiery red lanterns.

Modern commercial buildings have become ancient houses.

cover!

cover!

If you raise your perspective, look down from the sky with extraordinary sight.

You will find that at this moment, the central area in the huge Chang'an city has been replaced by ancient buildings.

And this area is still spreading in all directions.

Modern architecture disappeared, and an ancient city replaced it.

It's like a painting, covered by another little by little.

And in a corner where the scroll spreads, on the boundary line between the two worlds, a black car is running away from the city streets.

"Brother Zou! Is it a demon?! The demon appeared?!"

In the car, Nan Feng, who was sitting in the co-pilot, had no blood on his face. He was just a newcomer who had just joined the company and had the biggest "battle" he had experienced. He was just to cooperate with the large army to hunt down a second-level head.

The current scene is completely beyond his experience.

"The lowest level three! Even higher!" As the engine roared, Zou Fang paused:

"If I guess correctly, behind us is the spiritual demon, the dream of the realm that unfolds, it will involve everyone in it!"

"Let's go back to the branch! Du Yanluo and the others must have sensed it!" Nan Feng said nervously.

Zou Fang stepped on the accelerator tightly, but his words were a little heavy:

"Not necessarily! This time the situation is not right! It is definitely not an ordinary level 3, otherwise, there is no possibility of no warning!"

After a pause, he suddenly said, "We can't get stuck in it. Does the communicator have a signal?"

"It's gone!"

Zou Fang's heart sank: "It's trouble."

After the words fell, a sudden change occurred.

Behind the vehicle, black figures jumped out of the city since ancient times, rising in the wind, and suddenly turned into a giant three meters tall, holding a decapitation knife that was also condensed from black shadows in his hand.

It reminded Zou Fang of the executioner in the ancient execution ground.

"Hu..." In the cold night wind, the black shadow giants made a scream like a night owl, carrying the beheading knife, jumping along the streets, chasing and slashing at the car.

"Bang!" A white "window flower" was instantly shot out from the rear window glass, and then a series of sparks were drawn from the metal body.

"Damn it!" Zou Fang turned the steering wheel violently, swam, and threw the shadow giant away, but he could not get rid of it completely.

Sometimes when you touch and attack, the rear of the car quickly became riddled with holes.

"Brother Zou! I can't get rid of them like this!" Seeing this, Nan Feng held his sword and said anxiously.

He is a power-based evolver, sitting in the car, unable to exert his abilities at all.

"Change! Come and drive!" Zou Fang suddenly said, then he pulled out the Nanfeng sword with his spare right hand and slashed at the roof of the car.

With the sound of "tearing", a piece of iron flew backwards and hit an executioner.

The cold wind poured in, and Nanfeng subconsciously pressed the accelerator with a scabbard according to Zou Fang's instructions. Then, the liberated Zou Fang jumped up, turned over and climbed onto the roof of the car, while Nanfeng replaced the driving task.

“Buzz—Bang!”

As soon as Zou Fangfu appeared, his right hand spread toward the rear. The air shook, and yellow "boiling shells" flew out, smashing a executioner.

Then, with both hands, the whole person turned into a turret, and the earth element shells were fired.

Let the car shake, the attack in your hands is always stable and accurate.
To be continued...