God of Life and Death

The long sword pierced through, and a large black hole was poked in the chest of the dark-faced man.

However, the strange thing is that there is no trace of life escaping from the body of this black-faced man.

Chains appeared on his body surface.

This is the shackles of his life, locking up his potential, his talent and future!

"This is... a genetic lock, no, this guy wants to break through before the battle!"

Someone spoke, coming from an unknown ethnic group. He looked very similar to the human race, but he had long purple hair and 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 had a painful and ferocious expression on his face, but an invisible aura slowly rose up to protect his body!

The swords of the Silver Moon Wolf Tribe were shattered into pieces and turned into pieces of iron, scattered all over the ground.

The Silver Moon Wolf Clan had a bad premonition, so he took action again, summoning a silver moon and crashing down on the black-faced man's body.

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

The Silver Moon Wolf Clan roared crazily, this was his killing move, no matter the cost.

Silver Moon's fall collided with the air shield. The air shield seemed to be protected by order, and all attacks could be immune and resisted.

The silver moon turned into powder and shattered inch by inch!

And the dark-faced man is still transforming, and the tiniest fiber particles in his body are constantly being broken and reorganized. This is a transformation of life, completely!

This process sounds very slow, but in fact it is just a matter of seconds.

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

His appearance has not changed at all, but the energy and blood in his body have become at least ten times stronger!

The physical body is solid, as if forged from rock and fine iron.

Even the armor at the leader level may not be able to match the strength of his body.

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

"I didn't expect that my first level of gene lock would be unlocked at this time! The gene lock was unlocked too early, preventing me from experiencing a higher level of transformation! If I transform at the saint level, maybe I can reach the sky in one step , has a cultivation level comparable to that of a powerful person in the Great Saint Realm!"

The black-faced man was not very satisfied.

The expression of the strong man from the Four-Wing Clan changed slightly.

He thought of some clan legends, and the indifference on his face turned into one of urgency and anxiety.

"According to legend, at the end of each civilization era, the seal of chaos on all races gradually loosens. Those chains are cut off by the spirit, which can release the extremely powerful source of life! This chain is called a genetic lock by the human race. Every time one is broken free, The shackles of the gene lock are just a transformation and sublimation of life. The higher the level of cultivation when breaking away from the gene lock, the greater the transformation will be when the gene lock is broken away!"

The powerful leader of the Four-wing Clan could not help but think of the scene in front of him.

This dark-faced man was originally unparalleled in physical talent.

Now that he has broken free from the genetic lock and his body has been strengthened again, the Silver Moon Wolf Clan may no longer be his opponent!

Before the Four-Wing Clan leader-level expert's thoughts could settle.

The black-faced man launched another attack. His figure moved like lightning, leaving only a series of afterimages in the void.

Every particle and cell that makes up the body is reorganized and transformed, and the benefits brought to him are simply unimaginable!

Although the Silver Moon Wolf Clan was extremely vigilant, the physical differences between the two sides were too great, and any bloodline or skill seemed so pale and weak under this huge gap.

A shadow appeared in front of the Silver Moon Wolf Clan.

With one punch, the head of the Silver Moon Wolf Clan exploded like a watermelon.

The black-faced man killed the Silver Moon Wolf Clan with one blow, but he did not stop his movements. A pair of eyes looked at the leader of the Four-Wing Clan who was the instigator.

"Strong men of the Four Wings, let me show you how powerful your bloodline is!"

The black-faced man's heart was filled with obsession.

His fist was raised high, then fell suddenly.

The shadow of the fist was accompanied by bursts of biting cold wind.

The strong men of the Four Wings quickly retreated.

His physical fitness is much stronger than that of the Silver Moon Wolf Clan, and his realm is transcendent, and the training he has received and the bloodline contained in his body are also different!

The strong man from the Four Wings snorted coldly: "Even if it is genetic recombination, what if you break the seal? In front of me, you are still just an ant!"

A harpoon appeared in the hands of the strong man from the Four-Wing Tribe. This was his weapon.

This kind of weapon is very unpopular and rare, but the rarer the weapon, the better the effect on the battlefield if used in quantity.

As long as ordinary swords are used, there must be traces to follow. After all, there are too many practitioners who use swords and other weapons. But harpoons, this kind of weapon, are sharp and rare, making it difficult for people to guard against, and it is easier to win by surprise!

"Phantoms heavy!"

The strong man from the Four Wings clan waved the harpoon in his hand, blocking the black-faced man's escape route from different angles!

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

The black-faced man did not panic, but the muscles all over his body showed strange distortions, as if they were like earthworms wriggling under his skin.

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

The gap that was originally impossible for an adult to get through has now become a channel for him to survive.

The benefits brought by genetic recombination and physical transformation are definitely not just as simple as adding some strength and blood.

The pupils of the Four-Wing Tribe narrowed slightly.

He didn't expect that this black-faced man had such magical powers, which could change the size of his body. He had never seen such magical powers before!

If one attack fails, return to defense immediately!

The strong man from the Four-Wing Clan was kicked away by the black-faced man while he was on his way back to defend!

Although the Four-Wing Clan has amazing blood and a higher realm, he still can't compete with this black-faced man in terms of close combat!

Bang.

The strong man from the Four Wings clan broke a huge rock.

The chaotic world collapsed and flew up all over the sky.

"Is this what you call pride? I think it's nothing more than that. My level is not as good as yours, but I can see you kick me away!"

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

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

The dark-faced man's smile suddenly froze.

Because I don't know when, a ghost-like skinny claw suddenly rested on his shoulder.

Wisps of cold air spread down his shoulders and spread throughout his body!

The black-faced man was nervous because he didn't even sense when this person appeared.

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

That voice was forceful and overbearing.

Full of irreverent arrogance.

However, the black-faced man was sweating and did not dare to refute even a word, 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 sunlight.

Behind the black-faced man, a strong man from the Four-Wing Tribe on the third level of the Saint Realm slowly walked out.

It is his masterpiece that this big man became an ice sculpture!

"Pathetic Earthlings, they dare to talk to my Four-Wing Clan without the strength! Is it possible that the Earth is in such a state of decline that it can't even find a strong person who can compare with me?"

The saint of the Four Wings clan cried out sadly in a low voice, "How can such a clan deserve to be the master of these nine continents!"

He ignored his shamelessness and condescended to deal with a junior who was only at the leader level with his saint-level strength.

The saint of the Four-Wing Tribe spoke, but the entire land of Baichuan was completely silent.

It seems that all the powerful people on earth have acquiesced in this matter!

The earth is really in decline, there is not even a single strong person who can fight!

And this time.

A figure slowly appeared in front of everyone.

This figure is dry, thin, with dark skin and full of wrinkles.

He is just a little old man from the countryside, without the slightest aura of a strong man about him.

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

After his figure became real, he threw the coffin board on his shoulders to the ground with a clang.

"Is there really no one on earth?"

The little old man muttered in a low voice, with endless sadness in his brows.

And the saint of the four-wing tribe had goosebumps all over his body!

Because when did this little old man appear, he didn't even notice it at all!

This little old man seemed to be standing there, with no ripples of spiritual energy or fluctuations of vitality!

However, in this bone-setting eye, their four-wing tribe must be strong to the end, and they must trample all the people on earth under their feet!

Only in this way will those who are watching join their ranks.

If it were just the Four Wings clan, they would probably suffer heavy losses in their crusade against the Earth.

They need allies, they need cannon fodder, they need people who can withstand the wrath of the earth for them!

He pretended to be calm and laughed and said: "You are already so old, but you are still trying to attract moths to the flame. Is it worth it?"

The little old man glanced at the strong man in the saint realm of the Four-Wing Clan.

"It's worth it, of course it's worth it. This earth gave birth to me and raised me, and it's time for me to repay the earth with my blood! My Tu Xingsun has lived for so many years, and I have lived enough! Look, for this battle I have I brought my own coffin boards!”

This little old man had an ugly grin and big bright yellow teeth, and he didn't have any air of superiority at all!