Chapter 1793 Genetic Lock

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

However, strangely, there was no vitality in the black-faced man's body.

Chains appeared on his body.

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

"This is... a gene lock, no, this guy is going to break through on the battlefield!"

Someone spoke, from an unknown tribe. He looked very similar to the human race, but he had long purple hair and his pupils were lavender.

He took the initiative to remind.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

With a bang.

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

The black-faced man showed a painful and ferocious expression on his face, but an invisible air shield slowly rose up to protect his body!

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

The Silver Moon Wolf Clan had a bad premonition, and he attacked again, summoning a silver moon to smash down on the black-faced man's body.

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

The Silver Moon Wolf Clan roared wildly. This was his killing move, and he spared no expense.

The falling silver moon collided with the air shield, which seemed to be protected by order, and all attacks could be immune and resisted.

The silver moon turned into powder and shattered into pieces!

And the black-faced man was still transforming, and the finest fiber particles in his body were constantly breaking and reorganizing. This was a transformation of life, thoroughly!

This process was slow, but in fact it was just a matter of seconds.

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

His appearance did not change at all, but the blood in his body was at least ten times more vigorous!

His body was solid, as if it was forged from rock and fine iron.

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

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

"I didn't expect that my first layer of gene lock would be unlocked at this time! The gene lock was unlocked too early, so I couldn't experience the higher level of transformation! If I transform at the saint level, maybe I can ascend to heaven in one step and have the cultivation comparable to the great saint level!"

The black-faced man was not very satisfied.

The strong man of the Four Wings Clan changed his face slightly.

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

"It is said that at the end of each civilization era, the seal of chaos on the myriad races gradually loosens, and those chains are cut by the spirit, which can release an extremely powerful life source! This chain is called a gene lock by the human race. Every time you break free from the shackles of a gene lock, it is like a transformation and sublimation of life. The higher the level of cultivation when you break free from the gene lock, the greater the transformation when the gene lock is broken!"

The strong man of the Four-Winged Clan leader realm couldn't help but think of the scene in front of him.

This black-faced man was originally gifted in the flesh.

Now that he has broken free from the shackles of the gene lock, his flesh has been strengthened again. I am afraid that the Silver Moon Wolf Clan is no longer his opponent!

Before the thoughts of the Four-Winged Clan leader realm strongman fell.

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

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

Although the Silver Moon Wolf Clan was extremely alert, the physical fitness of the two sides was too different. Any blood and skills seemed so pale and powerless under this huge gap.

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

With a bang, the Silver Moon Wolf Clan's head was blown up like a watermelon.

The black-faced man killed the Silver Moon Wolf Clan with one blow, but he did not stop his actions. His eyes looked at the strong man of the Four Wings Clan who was the initiator.

"Strong men of the Four Wings Clan, let me experience how powerful your blood is!"

The black-faced man was full of obsession.

His fist was raised high, and then fell suddenly.

The fist shadow was accompanied by gusts of cold wind.

The strong man of the Four Wings Clan quickly stepped back.

His physical fitness was much stronger than that of the Silver Moon Wolf Clan, and his realm was transcendent, and the training he received and the blood contained in his body were also different!

The strong man of the Four Wings snorted coldly: "Even if it is genetic recombination, what if the seal is broken? You are still an ant in front of me!"

A harpoon appeared in the hands of the strong man of the Four Wings. This is his weapon.

This weapon is very unpopular and rare, but the rarer the weapon, the better the effect on the battlefield if it is used in large quantities.

When ordinary swords and knives are used, there must be traces to follow. After all, there are too many practitioners who use swords and other weapons. However, harpoons, this kind of weapon, is sharp and rare, making it difficult to defend against, and it is easier to win by surprise!

"Phantoms are everywhere!"

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

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

The black-faced man was not panicked, but his muscles all over his body were strangely twisted, as if they were earthworms constantly wriggling under his skin.

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

The gap that an adult could never get through has now become his way to survive.

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

The pupils of the four-winged tribe shrank slightly.

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

If the attack fails, return to defense immediately!

The strong man of the four-winged tribe was kicked away by the black-faced man on the way back to defense!

Although the blood of the four-winged tribe is amazing and the realm is higher, he still can't compare with the black-faced man in close combat!

With a bang.

The strong man of the four-winged tribe smashed a huge rock.

The chaos collapsed and flew all over the sky.

"Is this what you call pride? I think it's just like that. My realm is not as good as yours, but I can see you kick it away!"

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

He was fighting for his own tribe, representing the pride and future of the entire earth!

The black-faced man's smile suddenly froze.

Because at some point, a ghost-like skinny claw suddenly rested on his shoulder.

The wisps of cold air spread along his shoulder and continued to spread in his body!

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

"Humble human race, it is your great honor to awaken the endless power hidden in your genes, but you shouldn't use this honor to compete with the great four-winged race! Do you know how humble and insignificant you reptiles are in our eyes? Since you have tarnished the dignity of my four-winged race, then use your life and blood to atone for your sins!"

The voice was strong and overbearing.

Full of rude arrogance.

However, the black-faced man was sweating profusely and didn't dare to refute at all, because he found that his body was frozen and he couldn't make any sound at all.

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

The azure frost sparkled brilliantly in the sun.

Behind the black-faced man, a strong man from the Four-Winged Clan at the third level of the Saint Realm slowly walked out.

The man becoming an ice sculpture was his masterpiece!

"Poor Earthlings, you dare to talk to my Four-Winged Clan without strength! Could it be that the Earth has fallen to such a point that you can't even find a strong man who can match me?"

The saint of the Four-Winged Clan cried out in a low voice, "How can such a tribe be worthy of being the master of the Nine Continents!"

He ignored his shamelessness and condescended to deal with a junior at the level of the Leader Realm with the strength of the Saint Realm.

The saint of the Four-Winged Clan spoke, but the entire Baichuan Land was silent.

It seemed that all the strong men on Earth tacitly agreed to this matter!

The Earth is really in decline, and there is not even a strong man who can fight!

At this time.

A figure slowly appeared in front of everyone.

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

He was just an old man in the countryside, without the slightest aura of a strong man.

He was carrying a coffin board that was bigger than himself on his shoulders.

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

"Is there really no one on Earth?"

The old man muttered in a low voice, with endless sadness between his eyebrows.

And the saint of the Four-Winged Clan had goose bumps all over his body!

Because when did this old man appear? He didn't even notice it at all!

This old man seemed to be standing there, without the ripples of spiritual energy or the fluctuations of vitality!

However, in this bone-setting, their Four-Winged Clan must be strong to the end and must trample all the people on Earth under their feet!

Only in this way can those onlookers join their ranks.

If it were just the Four-Winged Clan, they would probably suffer heavy losses in attacking the Earth.

They need allies, cannon fodder, and people who can resist the wrath of the Earth for them!

He pretended to be calm, laughed and said: "You are so old, but you still want to fly into the fire. Is it worth it?"

The old man glanced at the powerful saint of the Four Wings Clan.

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

The old man grinned, his smile was ugly, and his big bright yellow teeth did not look like a master at all!