"Just use a halberd!"
Mo Jinhuan raised his eyebrows, wrinkles formed on his forehead.
"I often saw a bearded man kill someone with a stab. This is the first time I saw him killed with a single stab! Boy, you are a bit interesting!"
Mo Jinhuan raised his finger slightly, and all the black tar that was pushing others to run stopped, quickly gathered, returned to Mo Jinhuan, and surrounded him.
It's really troublesome... Chu Lin looked around, it seemed a bit difficult for him to bypass the old man's nightmare and attack him directly.
"Young man, you are Chu Lin, right?"
Mo Jinhuan chuckled, "I heard that you killed the Shadow Fury Dragon with a halberd in your hand? Not bad. Although it is based on the power of genetic weapons, it is already possible to accomplish this feat in your early twenties. It's the style of the old man when he was young!"
Relying on the power of genetic weapons? Chu Lin chuckled. Even without the flying dragon halberd, he still beat the dragon in the shadow, but he didn't bother to explain anything.
"Let's do it!" Mo Jinhuan smiled gently, "I give you a chance, how about coming to my Nightmare family? My Nightmare family also has an unmarried girl from Yunying. That is my granddaughter. Both you and her are potentials. Endless young people, think about it, there should be many common topics!"
"Ah!"
Chu Lin snorted coldly, "Sorry, I don't like it!"
"Tsk tusk!" Mo Jinhuan sighed with pretense.
"That's a pity! A young man like you can go to zone d and zone c to develop, so why bother in this marginal area, or even the central command, you have to throw your head and sprinkle your blood, and die as a chess piece in the chess player's share. Between the palms, how hateful!"
Chu Lin was silent, Mo Jinhuan's words contained too much information, chess piece? Chess player? Is the same with their "Weiyang" camp? After thinking about the various chaotic and contradictory adjustments before, Chu Lin faintly noticed a little weirdness.
As his thoughts fluttered, Chu Lin thought of more. Why, as the leader of the Sand Wolf camp, Yuan Liang, would rather offend the Roaring Tribe and ask for a chance to get out of the F-level camp? This is not only the fact that the F-level camp has no chance to grow, it is also a road of no return to death!
The person in charge of the "Weiyang" camp will be replaced every once in a while, either because of death, or due to stupid transfer orders, and some people in charge even disappear inexplicably.
The e-level tribes are better, at least they can listen to or not listen to the central government's orders, it is nothing more than the amount of resources they get.
The primary responsibility of the tribe is to suppress one side. It is not their main responsibility to attack the lair and extinguish the tide of beasts. Then, how is the higher area divided between the d-level and the c-level? What are their duties
"How is it? Have you thought about it?"
Mo Jinhuan looked at Chu Lin with a smile, this young man completely attracted his attention.
Chu Lin shook his head and refused, "I will fight for what I need. I don't need others to give alms. What's more, if I ate the pie you threw, I will only give more!"
"Besides!" Chu Lin's eyes became cold.
"You killed so many elders of the Mad Lion family, you! Must be buried!"
The smile on Mo Jinhuan's face disappeared little by little, and finally turned into a sneer.
"Young people, you have to know that there are people outside the world, are you serious?"
"I'm not in the mood to make a joke!"
"Okay, okay!" Mo Jinhuan anxiously smiled, "It's a pity that you, a young man with extremely high talent, just died like this. Today next year, I will burn paper for you!"
"Seven old and eighty people, their tongue is clever!" Chu Lin sneered.
"The light of evil flames!"
Mo Jinhuan waved his hand, and a gray-black light beam shot out.
Sure enough, it is spiritual power. If you have not refined the genetic energy of the spiritual aspect, you will definitely think that the light beam is some kind of elemental energy. In fact, it is a spiritual impact that spreads out radially, as long as it is facing one hundred and eighty degrees. No matter how he hides, he will be affected by mental damage.
"Nether Roar!"
Chu Lin opened his mouth, and a bright wolf howl sounded in his throat, an invisible impact of the evil nightmare beam that blasted the old man on the opposite side.
The collision of the two gene energies has no gorgeous brilliance, no fierce bombardment, just like two passers-by passing by, just slightly avoiding, and each blasting toward their own targets.
"Hurry up!"
With a roar, Yi Tianya kicked a wall first, and jumped out.
Others also did the same. Faced with the mental shock of the two strong men, the farther they could hide, the better.
Hum—
The elders who had not had time to run far stood frozen for a while, and then one by one fell their heads, their eyes rolled, their ears roared, and those with a low level of awakening or even foamed at the mouth and passed out. What they suffered was only the aftermath.
Buzzing—
Chu Lin only felt that his chest was dizzy and dizzy, and his eyes were a little bulging, as if he wanted to blow his eyes out.
Mo Jinhuan sat down on the ground, his eyes smashing and bleeding.
"Oh..."
Mo Jinhuan opened his mouth to say something, but the blood in his mouth spurted out first, and opened his mouth with difficulty: "Magic, devil... Nightmare!"
The still tar gurgled, up, down, left and right, wrapping towards Chu Lin in all directions.
Can't hide
Chu Lin made a difficult situation, unless he retreated far back, otherwise he would be wrapped in tar in which direction he dodged. Once back, Mo Jinhuan can hurt the mad lion elders who are spreading to the ground, and can jump out of the window calmly, giving the other party great initiative.
Chu Lin glanced at the gene panel.
Stamina: 362 points.
Strength: 533 points.
Spiritual power: 232 points.
Spiritual power has been greatly improved after the dragon blood lion-winged tiger gene chain has been trained to 99%. 232 points of spiritual power are a little worse than Mo Jinhuan who specializes in spirit, but it is twice as long as the Yitianya clan. more than.
Chu Lin had made up his mind. He was confident that his inheritance armor and not a low mental power would replace his injuries with injuries, but he couldn't beat a crispy spiritual cultivator
"The flying dragon is in the sky!"
Chu Lin threw the flying dragon halberd, and the halberd was connected to Chu Lin's mind, and drew a high arc towards Mo Jinhuan. At the same time, a jet-black tar-like impact layer enveloped Chu Lin.
Hum—
The Legacy Battle Armor was the first to hit Mo Jinhuan's nightmare tar. The red glow rose through the sky and pierced the tar film. Under the strong spiritual suppression, Chu Lin's genetic energy also resisted attacks against spiritual foreign objects.
The moment the gene energy touched the tar, Chu Lin suddenly stiffened, and then the gene energy lost control with a surging surging, Chu Lin's eyes gradually blurred, the light of the banquet disappeared from before his eyes, the light revolved and condensed, and turned into a hideous man. Big mouth eyeballs.
It really is an illusion! An illusory experience that acts on genes, like the Chimera phantom that Chu Lin saw when he awakened the dragon blood, lion, wings, and tiger gene chain. It was a memory engraved in the genes and couldn't be ruled out.
Chu Lin tried to pinch his thigh, it hurts, and the touch is real. This method is useless.