Legend of the Mythological Genes

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Feng Lin grew up and sighed a little, but it turned into a strong hurricane whistling in the air, and the exhaustion of the whole body had been swept away.

Vitality broke 60,000, even if it used such a long time, but with the breakthrough of the cultivation base, he not only did not see a little tired, but the spirit is better than ever.

This makes Feng Lin more convinced, and only the constant practice of tempering is the best way to cultivate.

Sun Wukong is heart-felt, the stronger the heart, the stronger the strength.

If there is no limit to the heart, then there is no limit to strength, so you can fight and fight, and you can win by battle.

The best way to sharpen your heart is undoubtedly the fight between life and death.

Feng Lin understands the key, and it is non-stop, and continues to shut up.

He still remembers that only the breakthrough of the 9000th layer can know the secret behind the sequence diagram of the Tongtian Tower gene!

“Next, let us welcome the soul to dominate Lin Feng’s battle with Ahsh Wang Singh…”

In the voice of the host shouting, a new round of fighting is starting!

This is already 8712 layers.

The entire first floor has been built into a lava hell environment, with corpses all over the place, and the heat waves rolling over. It is a deadly enemy of extinction.

The silhouette of a brown-black skin sits in the flame of the melt, and is tall and tall, full of strength and beauty.

“I know you, Lin Feng! I don’t care what kind of mythological gene you are awakening, but when I get here, everything is here! In front of my Ashura Wang Singh, all means are broken into pieces under my fist. ……” Singer laughed, his eyes were bloody, full of embarrassment and tyranny.

“To fight, there is too much nonsense!” Feng Lin is coldly snorted, responding to the other side is a fancy attack.

Monkey King field!

Wind, fire, thunder, electricity… gathered together, and the energy storm instantly drowned the other party.

Feng Lin’s nephew is cold, if the other party can’t stop even this move, it’s just that it can’t be used.

He would like to see what is the so-called Ashura king?

A Ashura Magic Body!

In front of this, the Indian Vatican Singh had to say that there was also a certain degree of reliability, and the roaring of the bones was like a thunder. The fists were hit by squally showers, forming a dense fist.

With his fists, he has an all-embracing suffocation.

This Singer was only relying on the strength of a pair of meat fists, and the ones who came to it did not refuse to smash those energy attacks.

The body is like a hundred steel, but it is a strong suffocating scent. It is very close to the heart. It seems that people can see the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood.

Blood is turned into an entity, like a real armor, covering his body, leaving no gaps.

A Ashura gene?

Seeing this Singer’s body and body, Feng Lin’s eyes are slightly stunned, showing a sense of interest.

The Indian mythology is also a great mythological system of interstellar human beings. Among them, the most famous evil god of Ashura, known as the battlefield, never fears.

This is very similar to the stone monkey.

Both are war gods between heaven and earth. Who is strong and who is weak?

Feng Lin is also inevitably curious, too lazy to talk nonsense with this person in front of him, see the real chapter under the hand.

The host sipped.

He shot in an instant.

Azure Dragon is changing!

Feng Lin’s body vacated, as if Azure Dragon was ascended to the sky, carrying the tide of the mountains.

The fists are like mountains and collapse, and they are invincible.

“It’s good!” That Singer saw it, but also ecstasy, not flashing, and black hair.

Bang!

A punch hit.

Both of them are shocked by the shape of the body, strong force to hedge, smashing the waves and rolling, even the earth is trembled.

The initial hand-to-hand touch was immediately followed by a more violent attack.

The fists collide, the Mars splashes, like a stone strike, there is a thunder shot.

The two are like the gods of war in the ancient mythology, the fists to the flesh, the aftermath of the attack also stirred the change of the sky, as if the end of the day.

The percussion sound is dull, just like hitting the dense drums on the mind, people are depressed and want to vomit blood.

Compared to the stone monkey Stone Body Iron Bones, the knife and gun are not as good as it is. Ashura’s body is not only powerful and violent, but also shrouded in strong suffocation. It can infiltrate the mind and protect itself, and it has the power of invincibility.

Under the suffocation of the suffocating, the seemingly ordinary punches have a lot of extra savvy meaning.

Feng Lin moves in a row, even with lightning storms.

But under this suffocation, they are all solved by one after another, disappear without a trace.

Sure enough, it is a trick to eat all over the sky.

A Ashura gene drives the boundless suffocation, and the evil is the ultimate, and it really does not invade.

The more pure power, the dignified right, the stronger it is.

The bells and whistles are often invisible!

Seeing his unspeakable appearance, Feng Lin was sneer.

Is it suffocating? Not only do you have it alone!

White Tiger is changing!

Feng Lin’s eyelids condensed, his eyes changed into vertical, his suffocation quickly dissipated, his face was faintly carrying tiger stripes, his hands were clawed, his back was arched, and his eyes turned into a white tiger.

White Tiger is the god of the West, the main soldier, the owner of the world.

Naa Ashura’s eyes shrank and immediately felt that this person was not the same. The arrogance that he had been driven by was always robbed by the other side.

The battle of the same road, the enemy of life and death!

Feeling that his authority was being seized, then Ashura King Singh immediately filled his eyes, such as a bronze bell, and his heart had already raised a sense of killing.

Sōu!

But still waiting for him to do it, a strong wind swept out, and the fierce meaning was broken.

Naa Ashura did not respond, and immediately felt the burning pain in her face. Three sharp bloody scars had been caught by the sharp claw, and the blood rolled down.

Chi chi chi!

The figure is as fast as a ghost, running fast, picking up the wind and sweeping, sharp as a blade.

For a moment, the body of one person evolved into a shadow, and the king of Ashura was completely trapped in it, and he could not break free.

In the crowd watching the game, an exclamation immediately sounded.

“Where are you going?”

“How can I not see anything?”

“Isn’t it suddenly invisible?”

……

Dragon from the cloud, tiger from the wind!

Feng Lin incarnates the White Tiger, and suddenly the air flow is used by himself. His body shape is as fast as thunder, and the wind is accompanied by a gust of wind. The speed has already reached 10 times the speed of sound. It is hard to see with the naked eye and can only be captured by high-tech machines.

When the hologram is slowly released at a hundred times speed, the faint silhouette is faintly seen, and immediately a surprise sound is drawn.

At this time, Aro Xiu Singh, surrounded by a hurricane, was even more angry.

This tiger shadow and the wind, if there is no shadow, no matter how he punches, he has been slowing down more than ten shots, but he is restrained everywhere, only feels that all sides are silhouette, and he is constantly attacked.

The tiger’s claws are very fierce, and they are hurt.

After a while, he was like a smashed body that was already scarred.

“Damn! There is a kind of battle with me…” The pain of the body makes it more annoyed, and Singh’s eyes are red and bloody, and it’s already completely hysterical.

The more angry, the more crazy he is!

Suddenly his body shape changed dramatically, and a bloody red suffocation escaped.

Three heads, six arms !

Singer suddenly screamed in the sky, and his back was a huge bag of meat.

噗pu pu!

Bloody water shot, actually there are two small heads and curled arms that swelled at the speed visible to the naked eye, and rapidly growing, and soon two more faces like evil spirits, and four large The arm is exactly the same as the evil god Ashura in mythology.

The three pairs of blood are red and violent, each of them squatting in all directions, the eyeballs turn, and the fierce air escapes. As the black cloud tops roll, the temperature around all drops to below zero.

Black cloud pressure city to destroy!

In the face of this arrogance, even those who are far from watching have already sink into the bottom of the valley and can’t afford the courage to fight.