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MTL - Legend of the Mythological Genes-Chapter 492 Incarnation monster
"Is the picture finally seen poorly?"
It is not surprising that the wind forest looks around and the mythical monsters come to the fore, surrounded him from all around.
Human nature is a chaos, and what is born is good and evil.
Good and evil are nothing but moral standards for human division.
Therefore, Fenglin never rejects the use of the greatest maliciousness to speculate on human nature.
He is deeply suspicious of how many humanities a mad scientist who has done his own experiments with his compatriots.
So since I have been here, Fenglin has raised 10,000 points of caution.
Now it seems that there is nothing wrong with it.
Seeing this Kennedy posture, it is clear that there is a purpose, and the people are not good.
The so-called mythological knowledge may be secondary, and the real attempt is like a mythical path of Sun Wukong.
With his performance in the Tongtian Tower, this Kennard myth is far superior to ordinary people, and maybe he has already seen what he has seen.
Is there a certain unknown fit between the mythical genes of the mind system and the creation cells?
There is no reason for the wind to come.
Not to mention the reminder of its own spirituality.
Although the heart has already speculated, but the wind forest still looks on the surface, turned and stared coldly at Kennard: "The sale is not good, the righteousness is right. Kennard, are you going to break with me?"
At this time, Kennard was too lazy to cover up and screamed: "Since I saw your battle in the Tongtian Tower, I knew that you are the mythical monk of the spiritual system I have been looking for. The mind is changing, only omnipotent. The power of the mind can control thousands of mythological genes, which is what my creation cell lacks. I just didn't expect it, but I haven't waited for you to come to you, but you sent it to yourself. Who are you looking for and who are you?"
When it comes to pride, he can't help but laugh.
Sure enough?
In the heart of Fenglin, the information revealed in Kennard's mouth is confirming his previous judgment.
Creation cells contain the origin of mythological genes, but if you want to change as you like, you must have an incomparably powerful mind to control the reinvention of the creation cells. Otherwise, in the ever-changing, it is easy to lose yourself, lose humanity, and completely lose control. .
As a result, the road to the pursuit of his own Sun Wukong myth seems to have been an attempt by Kennard. The so-called mythological knowledge is nothing but a blind man.
In this case, today is absolutely impossible.
On your own avenue, can you let it go?
A pair of scorpions in the wind forest shot cold and stared straight at the cold-hearted Kennard.
He was deeply aware that the hysterical madness hidden under the cold face of the other side seemed to be on the verge of losing control.
The mind will not lie!
This Kennedy has not fallen into a crazy situation in the study of mythological genes?
Therefore, it is necessary to build on the mythical path of the spiritual system to master the genes of creation.
In the faint, Fenglin grasped a certain key.
At this time, I have not had much time to think about it.
The pseudo-mythical monsters produced by the laboratory bioengineering were bloody, and they rushed one by one.
The thick arms of the four-armed konjac slap the chest madly, and the **** is constantly swaying. The luster of the limbs is full of rocky luster and leaps high.
The konjac screamed and screamed with the violent temper, as if to smash the two-legged beast in front of him into a meat.
The wind forest is calm, not flashing, but it is a flat punch and the front is welcoming.
boom!
The power of the heart is blessed and the strength is ten times stronger.
A seemingly unremarkable straight punch, but like a man of the slashing of the hammer, there is a momentum like a sea, and it sounds loud.
The four-armed konjac was huge and ate this punch, but immediately turned into a group of black shadows and flew out. He hit a hard alloy wall and left a clear ape calyx. The hard body was already flesh and blood. The bones were crushed by a punch and turned into a mass of meat, which was stinking.
Hey!
Sharp voice.
The tail of the three-tailed fox is like a gyro, and a cold green flame is shot in a crowd like a meteor.
The wind forest is only a faint opening to the field of the Monkey King. All the demon fires are not close to the front of the three meters, and they are silent, and then the next punch kills this strange.
But this is not over yet!
Three headed geeks, fierce fish with wings and legs, strange birds in scales...
This originating laboratory takes animals as a test of mythological genes, and it is like a monster world.
These animals have been genetically engineered and have their own abilities.
But the ability is no longer weird, and the gap between power and life is also there.
Feng Lin did not make a lot of shots, just punching, punching, and punching again...
Soon after the fist, there was a beach mud, no longer the shape.
"Is this all your cards? If that's the case, I'm afraid you can't stay with me today!" Feng Lin mouth sneered with a faint sneer, looking directly at the opponent.
When Kennard heard it, his face became more and more sullen, and the whole person swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he was swollen.
The clothes were broken and revealed a huge meat ball. It looked like a bug that had been enlarged more than 100 times. It kept crawling, and there was a faintly distorted face on it. In the Western mythology, the slime generally has a different kind of fierce temper, and the sticky droplets on the body fall down, causing the ground to sizzle.
A thick madness spread out, mixed with countless mourning.
What is this monster?
Although I don’t know how this strange change happened to this person, Feng Lin’s heart instinctively raised a huge crisis.
The breath of this person in front of him has climbed from the level of the former monk to the sect of the sect, crossing the two realms. This is simply unscientific and not genetic.
The Law of the Universe The law of conservation of energy is simply like being eaten by a dog, completely beyond understanding and logic.
But the truth is in sight.
Start with a strong hand!
The wind forest made a decision in an instant, regardless of those thirty-seven and twenty-one, holding the iron rod and heading down.
big big big!
Under the urging of the mind, the iron rods quickly became bigger, as if the giant pillar of the sky was laid down, it was necessary to smash the heavens and the earth.
boom!
That Kennard incarnates a huge worm, as if he has lost his wisdom and does not evade.
The iron rod went to his fat body as before, but it was like being caught in a mass of cotton.
what?
The wind forest was taken aback and the figure immediately receded.
But the iron bar was suddenly caught and pulled out.
Slime quickly changed, the muscles were like water, and soon the flames rose, and a double-horned sorcerer emerged from it. Standing ten meters tall, it was very burly, carrying a flame from hell, as if to The world is completely burned to ashes.
"Mythological form? Have you transplanted the creation cell?"