God of Life and Death

Chapter 1813: Gene Lock

The long sword pierced through, and a **** hole was poked into the chest of the black-faced man.

However, what is strange is that there is no vitality in the body of this black-faced man.

On the surface of his body, chain after chain rushed out.

This is the shackles of his life, locked in potential, locked in his talent and future!

"This is... Gene Lock, no, this guy is going to make a breakthrough!"

Someone's mouth came from an unknown ethnic group. He looked very similar to the human race, but he had long purple hair with lavender pupils.

He took the initiative to remind.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

There was a bang.

The potential in the black-faced man exploded, and a chain was broken free.

The black-faced man's face showed a painful and hideous expression, but an invisible gas mask slowly rose up to protect his body!

The long sword of the Silver Moon Wolf Clan was broken into pieces and turned into iron pieces scattered all over the ground.

The Silver Moon Wolf Clan had a bad premonition, and he shot again, summoning a round of Silver Moon to fall to the body of the black-faced man.

"The moon is ruined and the stars are sinking!"

The Silvermoon Wolves roared frantically, this was his one-shot killer move, at any cost.

There was a collision with the gas shield when the silver moon fell, and the gas shield seemed to have orderly protection, and all attacks could be immune and resisted.

Yinyue turned into powder and shattered!

The black-faced man is still transforming, and the finest fiber particles in his body are constantly shattering and reorganizing. This is a life transformation, completely!

This process is slow to say, but in fact it is only between electric light and flint.

Countless particles were rearranged and combined, and the body of the big man appeared in front of everyone again.

His appearance remains unchanged, but the blood in his body is at least ten times more vigorous!

The flesh is strong, as if forged from rock and fine iron.

Even the armor of the leader realm level may not be able to match the firmness of his body.

The black-faced man spoke again, his expression calm and indifferent.

"Unexpectedly, my first level of genetic lock was unlocked at this time! The genetic lock was unlocked too early, so that I could not appreciate a higher level of transformation! If it was transformed at the saint level, maybe I could reach the sky in one step. , Possessing a cultivation base comparable to that of a strong man in the Great Sacred Realm!"

The black-faced man is not very satisfied.

But the strong of the Four Wing Clan changed his face slightly.

He thought of some legends in the clan, and the indifferent expression on his face turned into a kind of eagerness and anxiety.

"According to legend, at the end of each civilized era, the seal of chaos on the races gradually loosened. Those chains were cut off by the spirit, and an extremely powerful source of life could be released! This chain is called a genetic lock by the human race. The **** of the gene lock, just wait. If it is a transformation and sublimation of life, the higher the cultivation level when the gene lock is released, the greater the transformation when the gene lock is released!"

The strong man in the four-winged clan master realm could not help but think of the scene before him.

This black-faced man was originally unparalleled in his physical talents.

Now that he has broken free from the shackles of the gene lock, his physical body has been strengthened again, and the Silvermoon Wolf Clan may no longer be his opponent!

Not waiting for the thoughts of the powerful four-winged clan leader to fall.

The black-faced man attacked again, his figure moved like electricity, leaving only a series of afterimages in the void.

Every particle and every cell that make up the body is reorganized and transformed. The benefits brought to him are simply unimaginable!

Although the Silver Moon Wolf Clan was already extremely vigilant, the physical quality of the two sides differed greatly, and any bloodline and skills seemed so pale and powerless under this huge gap.

A phantom appeared in front of the Silver Moon Wolf Race.

With a bang, the head of the Silver Moon Wolf Race was blasted like a watermelon.

The black-faced man killed the Silvermoon Wolf Clan with a single blow, but he did not stop his movements. With a pair of eyes, he looked at the strong man in the leader of the Four-Wing Clan who was the initiator.

"The powerhouse of the Four Wings, let me learn how powerful your bloodline is!"

The black-faced man's heart is full of obsessions.

His fist was raised high, and then fell suddenly.

In the shadow of the boxing, there was a bit of cold wind.

The strong of the Four Wings quickly retreated.

He has no idea how much stronger his physical fitness is than that of the Silvermoon Wolf Clan, and his realm is detached, and the training he received is different from the blood in his body!

The strongman of the Four Wings snorted: "Even if it is genetic recombination, what about breaking the seal? You are still an ant before my eyes!"

A harpoon appeared in the hands of the powerful four-winged tribe, this is his weapon

This weapon is very unpopular and rare, but the rarer the weapon, the better the effect on the battlefield if the number is used.

As long as ordinary swords are shot, there must be traces to follow. After all, there are too many practitioners using swords and other weapons, but the harpoon, this kind of weapon, is fierce and rare. It is difficult to guard against, and it is easier to win by surprise!

"There are many phantoms!"

The powerful four-winged tribe waved the harpoon in his hand and blocked the escape route of the black-faced man from different angles!

The fork fell, leaving the black-faced man with no room to dodge.

The black-faced man did not panic, but the muscles all over his body appeared strangely twisted, as if a strip of earthworms were constantly wriggling under his skin.

His body shrank and turned into the appearance of a four or five year old child!

A gap that was absolutely impossible for an adult to penetrate has now become a channel for him to survive.

The benefits of genetic recombination and physical transformation are definitely not just as simple as adding a little strength and blood.

The pupils of the four-winged tribe shrank slightly.

He didn't expect this black-faced man to have this kind of magical powers, changing his body size, he had never seen such magical powers!

If a blow fails, immediately return to defense!

The powerful four-winged tribe was kicked by the black-faced man on his way back to defense!

Although the Four Wings had an amazing bloodline and a higher realm, he still couldn't match this black-faced man in close hand-to-hand combat!

With a bang.

The strong man of the Four Wings smashed a huge rock.

The troubled times collapsed and the sky rose.

"Is this what you call pride? I don't think so. My realm is not as good as you, but I can see you kicking!"

The black-faced man grinned, his smile was full of pride, and there was a hint of irony in it!

He is fighting for his own race, and he represents the pride and future of the entire earth!

The black-faced man's smile suddenly solidified.

Because I didn't know when, a ghostly skinny paw suddenly landed on his shoulder.

The strands of cold air spread down his shoulders and continued to spread in his body!

The black-faced man's heart was nervous, because even he did not sense when this person appeared.

"The humble human race, it is your great glory to be able to awaken the endless power hidden in your genes, but you should not use this glory to compete with the great four-winged race! Do you know that in our eyes, you reptiles How humble and insignificant it is, since you have tarnished the dignity of my four-winged race, then use your life and blood to atone for your sins!"

That voice was tyrannical and domineering.

Full of rude arrogance.

However, the black-faced man was sweating coldly, and he did not dare to refute half a sentence, because he found that his body was frozen, and he could not make any sound at all.

Soon the black-faced man became an eternal ice sculpture.

The blue frost shone brilliantly in the sun.

Behind the black-faced big man, a strong man of the Four-Wing Race on the third layer of the Saint Realm walked out slowly.

This big man became an ice sculpture is his masterpiece!

"Sad people on Earth, if you don't have the strength, you dare to talk to my Four Wings! Is it possible that today's earth has fallen to such a level that you can't even find a strong person who can match me?"

The saint of the four-winged tribe whispered mournfully, "How can such a tribe deserve to be the master of this nine continents!"

He ignored his shamelessness, with the strength of the Saint Realm, condescending and condescending to deal with a junior with only the Master Realm level.

The saint of the four-winged tribe spoke, but the entire land of all rivers was silent.

It seems that the strong on the earth have acquiesced in this matter!

The earth is really in decline, there is not even a strong man who can stand the first battle!

And this time.

A figure slowly appeared in front of everyone.

This figure was dry, thin, dark and wrinkled.

He is a little old man in the village, and he doesn't have the slightest breath of a strong person.

He also carried a coffin board larger than himself on his shoulders.

After his figure was real, he threw the coffin board on his shoulder to the ground with a bang.

"Is there really no one on the earth?"

The little old man whispered silently, his brows contained this endless sadness.

And the saint of the four-winged tribe is wrinkled with goose bumps all over his body!

Because when did this little old man appear, he didn't even notice the slightest!

This little old man seemed to be standing there, without the ripples of spiritual energy, and the fluctuation of vitality!

However, in this elusive eye, their four-winged tribe must be strong to the end, and they must step on the ground under their feet!

Only in this way will those who are on the sidelines join their ranks.

If it is only the four-winged tribe, the crusade against the earth will probably result in heavy losses.

They need allies, they need cannon fodder, they need people who resist the anger of the earth for them!

He pretended to be calm and laughed and said: "Your old man is so old, is it worth it to come to fight the fire with moths?"

The little old man glanced at the powerhouse of the Saint Realm of the Four Wings.

"It's worth it, of course it's worth it. This earth gives birth to me and raises me. It is time for me to repay the earth with my blood! My native grandson has lived for so many years, and I have lived enough! Look, for this battle I will I brought all my coffin boards!"

This little old man grinned, his smile was ugly, his big yellow teeth, he didn't look like an expert at all!