Legend of the Mythological Genes

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Feng Lin stood up, exhaled slightly, turned into a strong hurricane howling in the air, and the exhaustion in his body was swept away.

His vitality exceeded 60,000, even though he had used Fa Tian Xiang Di for such a long time, with the breakthrough of his cultivation base, not only did he not feel tired at all, but he was more energetic than before.

This made Feng Lin even more convinced that the best way to practice is to experience continuous training.

Sun Wukong is a heart ape, the stronger the heart, the stronger the power.

There is no limit to the heart, and there is no limit to the strength. Therefore, fighting and being able to fight, fighting and winning, is called the Holy Spirit of Fighting.

And the best way to sharpen the mind is undoubtedly the fight between life and death.

Feng Lin understood the key to this, and continued to break through the barrier without stopping.

He still remembers that only by breaking through the 9000th floor can he know the secret behind the gene sequence map of Tongtian Tower!

"Next, let us welcome Lin Feng, master of mind, to challenge Ashura King Singh..."

In the voice of the host shouting, a new round of competition began!

This is already 8712 layers.

The entire first floor was built as a lava hell environment, with scorched corpses everywhere and heat waves tumbling, it was a deadly enemy with no life left.

A brown-black skinned figure sat in the molten flame, tall and slender, full of strength and beauty.

"I know you, Lin Feng! I don't care what mythical gene you have awakened, but when you come to me, everything ends here! In front of me, Asura King Singer, all means are smashed to pieces under my fist ..." Singer couldn't stop laughing, his eyes were blood red, full of ferocity and tyranny.

"Fight if you want to fight, too much nonsense!" Feng Lin snorted coldly, and the opponent responded with a no-frills attack.

Monkey King Domain!

Wind, fire, thunder, electricity... gather together, set off an energy storm and instantly submerge the opponent.

Feng Lin's eyes were cold, and if the opponent couldn't even block this move, it would be nothing more than fancy but useless.

He wanted to see what supernatural powers this so-called Asura King had?

Asura demon body!

Singer, the Indian-Vatican man in front of him, had to say that he was quite capable. He roared furiously, his bones sounded like thunderbolts, and his fists hit him like a violent storm, forming dense fist shadows.

Wherever the fist came, there was an all-hands-on, biting evil spirit.

This Singer actually only relied on the power of a pair of fists to smash those energy attacks to pieces.

The body is like refined steel, and it exudes a strong evil spirit, which attracts people's hearts and minds. When you get close to it, it seems that people can't control themselves when they see mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

The blood demon turned into a solid body, like a real armor, covering all parts of his body without leaving any gaps.

Asura gene?

Seeing that Singer was surrounded by evil spirit protection, Feng Lin narrowed his eyes slightly, showing great interest.

Indian-Vatican mythology is also a major mythology system of interstellar humans. Among them, Asura is the most famous evil god, who is known as the battlefield and never fears.

This is very similar to the stone monkey.

Both are gods of war who are innumerable in the world, who is stronger and who is weaker?

Feng Lin was unavoidably curious, too lazy to talk nonsense with the person in front of him, and saw the real chapter under his hands.

The host drank it down.

He shot in an instant.

Blue Dragon Transformation!

Feng Lin soared into the sky, like a blue dragon ascending to the sky, coming with overwhelming momentum.

The fist is like a mountain collapsing, and it is invincible.

"Good time!" Na Singer was also ecstatic when he saw this, and he didn't dodge or dodge, his whole body burst into black light.

boom!

A fist bump.

The bodies of both of them trembled violently, and their powerful forces clashed, causing waves of air to roll, and even the ground trembled.

The initial hand-to-hand fight was instant, and it was followed by an even more stormy attack.

Fist and fist collided, and sparks splashed in all directions, just like gold and stone colliding, and thunder burst out.

The two of them were like the god of war in ancient mythology descending into the world, punching to the flesh, and the aftermath of the attack also stirred up changes in the sky, as if the doomsday had come.

The sound of the impact was dull, like the dense drumbeats beating on people's hearts, making people feel depressed and want to vomit blood.

Compared with stone monkeys with stone bodies and iron bones, swords and guns are not as good, Ashura Dharma Body is not only violent, but also shrouded in a thick evil spirit, which can penetrate people's hearts and minds, and can even protect itself, with the power of invulnerability.

Under the blessing of the evil spirit, the seemingly ordinary fist moves have a lot of extra sharpness.

Feng Lin's moves came out one after another, accompanied by thunderstorms.

But under this evil spirit, they were all resolved one by one without a trace.

It really is a trick that is eaten all over the world.

Asura's gene drives the boundless evil spirit, which is extremely evil, and it really is invulnerable to all evil.

The purer the power, the more upright it is, the stronger it is.

All the bells and whistles are often fancy but not useful!

Seeing his unrelenting appearance, Feng Lin sneered.

Bad breath? You are not alone!

White tiger change!

Feng Lin's eyes froze, his eyes turned upside down, and the evil spirit quickly escaped. There were faint tiger stripes on his face, his hands were clawed, and his back was arched. In the blink of an eye, he turned into a white tiger standing upright.

The white tiger is the god of killing in the west, the master of war, and the master of evil spirits in the world.

The Asura King's eyes shrank sharply, and he immediately felt that the person in front of him was different, and the evil spirit that had been allowed to be driven by him was constantly being plundered by the other party.

The struggle of the same way, the enemy of life and death!

Sensing that his authority was being seized, the Asura King Singer's eyes were bloodshot immediately, and he stared like a copper bell, with a bloodthirsty feeling in his heart.

Whoosh!

But before he could make a move, a gust of wind swept out, and a fierce intent pierced through the air.

Before the Asura King could react, he immediately felt a burning pain on his face, and three bloody scars had already been scratched by his sharp claws, and the blood was rolling down.

Chi Chi Chi!

The figure is as fast as a ghost, running at a high speed, setting off a strong wind to sweep, sharp as a blade.

In an instant, many ghostly shadows evolved from a single person, completely besieging King Ashura, unable to break free.

There was an exclamation in the crowd watching the battle.

"Where did the person go?"

"Why can't I see anything?"

"Won't it suddenly disappear?"

...

Dragons follow the clouds, tigers follow the wind!

Feng Lin turned into a white tiger, and the air flowed for his own use. His body was as fast as a thunderbolt, accompanied by a strong wind. The speed had already reached 10 times the speed of sound. It was hard to see with the naked eye, and only high-tech machines could capture it.

When the holographic screen was slowed down at a hundred times the speed, a vague figure was faintly seen, which immediately attracted a sound of surprise.

At this time, Aroxiu King Singh, who was surrounded by the hurricane, roared again and again.

This tiger shadow walked with the wind, as fast as no shadow, no matter how he punched, it was always more than ten beats slower. Instead, he was restrained everywhere, only feeling that there were figures in all directions, and he was constantly being attacked.

The tiger's claws are so fierce that they can hurt you if you touch them.

After a while, his body, which seemed to have been tempered for thousands of years, was already covered with scars.

"Damn it! There's a way to fight me head-on..." The severe pain in his body made him even more annoyed. Singer's eyes were so red that he was about to bleed, and he was already completely hysterical and crazy.

The more angry he is, the more insane he will be!

Suddenly his figure changed drastically, and a blood-red evil spirit escaped.

Three heads and six arms!

Singer suddenly roared furiously, and huge meat buns bulged out of his back.

Puff puff!

The blood spurted out, and two small heads and curled arms rose up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and grew rapidly, and soon there were two more ferocious faces like ghosts, and four thick, His arm is really exactly the same as the evil god Asura in mythology.

The three pairs of blood-red eyes were violent, each staring in all directions, the eyeballs rolled, and the fierce aura escaped, rolling like dark clouds, and the surrounding temperature dropped below zero in an instant.

Dark clouds are overwhelming the city and want to destroy it!

Facing this majestic and fierce power, even those who watched from afar have already sunk into the bottom of their hearts, unable to raise the courage to resist.