Legend of the Mythological Genes

Creative cells, with thousands of mythological gene intakes, have the power to create.

This is an extremely high energy that allows Kennard to move directly across two large realm, the evolution of the life level and the mythology of untold mythology.

Now this Kennard is completely a myth monster. Where’s half the breath?

Evil, Black Dragon, Devil Wolf

His worms are typically immense, sinister, with untold breaths, just close, confusing spirits, thinking weird words in the ear and losing control.

Feng Lin’s heart has also flourished on the lake, ripple, which was then quickly repressed.

Hell, darkness, wolf swallowed.

All kinds of weird attacks, like no money, usually smashed over, with myth, where a wolf has been found in the lab.

Feng Lin pushed Monkey King’s field to the maximization, one after another, while shooting silver light in his chest, staring at each other a little bit closer and gradually finding it.

The offensive against each other, though fierce, has not been spared too much confusion, but it is only on the basis of its own strong level of life that chaos have unleashed excess energy and are difficult to control.

The grandmaster level of a myth cultivation cannot be suppressed by Feng Lin, which is a clear and typical German quota.

And with each other’s chaos spreading power, the spiritual breath is becoming more and more insane.

Without a strong mind, there is a powerful force that cannot be managed by the sky, but it is a sword in the hands of the baby, not only does it work out of formidable power, but can backlash itself at any time.

The more sinister is insane on the other side, the more the monster of change is twisted, and Feng Lin is acute to realize that this Kennard has become increasingly unable to withstand backlash of the creative cells.

This way, he doesn’t have to do anything, and the other side collapses.

But the smell is moving, not his style.

Creative power?

I’d like to see if there’s any mystery in it.

…

The more it is to see the key, the more Feng Lin is subjective, the more it shows interest in the eye.

Now, this monster, though wild, isn’t giving Feng Lin the chance to look at the creation of a world cell?

The heart of the soul!

Feng Lin did not recklessly compete with Kennard, but rather with the clouds, and the whole human being made up of golden light flying in the air, causing this monster to connect to the face.

The

strength of the heart is as hard as the scratch.

Kennard only felt a pair of eyebrows, and a strong mind was flowing into his head, and he quickly struck the whole body until it had reacted.

His face is crawling, even jumping, and it’s becoming more sinister, more steep, incarnation, a giant serpent, head single horn, big, big, big, big, big, loud.

The mouth is headed to see only a distortion of space and a blackhole.

There is no attractiveness, no difference… but the black hole is covered and everything is completely gone, as if it never existed.

This strange scene, on the contrary, appears to be more terrifying and makes Feng Lin cold in his heart.

A big snake, Jeddah?

Whether it’s with or not, Feng Lin just got a fight and pulled the distance right away.

Snake biovisions are not strong, but they react to organisms with thermal radiation.

Feng Lin became a group of golden lights, spinning around the air, ignoring the right, ignoring nothing, avoiding the sight of the big snake, and accelerating the invasion of each other’s body with the strength of the mind.

Crazy, chaos, distortions

The

strength of the snake in the body is full of weird breaths, sometimes heated, cold, sometimes broken… as if the energy itself was also in constant change, as if the power was forced to mix with countless forces, without half a rule.

How can this energy be so confused?

It is essential to find anchor points and solidify their will in a chaotic energy shock.

This may be the cost of transplanting world-class cells, while gaining power is at the same time at the expense of mental loss.

Feng Lin, that’s why Kenned was so crazy.

If that’s the case, it won’t make it work!

The chaos of a unit, which has been abducted by the chaos, have, in turn, sought to disperse the power to invade the body’s heart.

He will destroy him in advance, and drive him crazy.

Feng Lin, however, is lightly smiled, and the mysterious rays of light in the twins, like a flashlight, spread out of intangible charm.

Kennard’s blood is bleeding fast, abrogated by insane chaos, but the more struggling in the face of this volcano falling into the sea’s minds.

There

is no sufficient will on the part of the air force, and the so-called strength is just an empty cabinet, becoming a puppet of power.

If that’s it, then let this force of Primal Chaos be more aggressive!

Feng Lin’s mind is fragmented, infiltrated into each other’s body, and continues to stimulate that chaos.

The power of creativity is getting stronger and spreading many attribute breaths.

Cold, fever, blast…

each and everyone’s meat bag was drummed up on Kennede, drained out of the stinking juice, half of the body was hot like a flame, and half of the ice was like it was in the vault.

He’s not going to explode a form of uneven and asymmetrical monster.

And its power in the body is even more silent in the flame of a thousand years, and it has completely erupted and can no longer be repressed.

Kennard was desperate in his blood, and looked towards Feng Lin’s eyes were even more gruesome, and Python’s body was beaten up as a black shadow, and it was heavy.

The joint walls of the lab were shattered with various experimental instruments, a wolf.

Feng Lin is a smile, the more relaxing it is to avoid it, but with an intangible mind backlash.

Long naked, the more chaotic Kenned shape, the long lost the form of a snake, but the brain, the limbs, the body… was a monster.

The worms are fat and big bodies, and there’s a tunnel turtle on them, and a piece of blood flesh falls down.

Almost!

See the other side is completely out of control, and Feng Lin finally started to react.

Bloody True Fire!

Feng Lin’s hands were strangled, and the bear’s flame came back, and the sea was wrapped up and burned again.

Shout!

The burning anguish has surrounded, Kennad has been angry and fat bodies continue to flash.

Feng Lin’s hands are tight, Monkey Heart Force is injected.

Big!

The iron bat is instantaneous and thirty meters are huge and heavy!

bang!

Thousands of mountains, down to the sea!

As Mount Tai’s top is generally, the unimpeded forces are brought together at a point, and they erupt instantly.

hong long!

The flames are spreading, and countless burning flesh explodes, turning into a wave of blood rain and falling.

A bloody breath blows up, it’s everywhere, and it smells like it.