The First Strong Control In History

More than an hour passed in a blink of an eye.

It was the Confucian scholar who took his hand away from Yuan Bei's body with no expression on his face.

The result was similar to what he had imagined. At this time, the genes in Yuan Bei's body were disordered, conflicting with each other, destroying, and growing again. Even he couldn't see what would happen in the end.

However, Confucian scholars can see that this king's gene is too domineering, and it is not something Yuan Bei can bear now!

According to the current trend, within a day, Yuan Bei will die due to the collapse of his genes!

In his heart, Yuan Bei had already been labeled as mortal by him.

Ugh.

The Confucian scholar sighed softly in his heart, but he didn't tell Zhang Hong about it, instead he asked, What about the Blood Spear King?

Are not you just saw it?

Zhang Hong sighed helplessly: The kings of the new era have a bad temper.

Young man, it's normal to be a little angry.

Confucian scholar smiled lightly: Don't be angry, do you need me to kill him?

When the Confucian scholar said this, he talked and laughed on his face, as if he was about to kill a chicken, and it was completely impossible to see that what he was talking about was actually a king.

sure.

Go and kill him, he will guard in the sea of ​​blood.

Zhang Hong glanced at him and said indifferently.

Bro, I'm just kidding.

The Confucian scholar smiled and said, Then Chen Hao should be brought here too, other people can't cure him.

In fact, he was thinking in his heart: After all, he wanted to save one.

Zhang Hong looked over as if seeing Xin Dalu: Do you still have such kindness?

nature.

The Confucian scholar flicked his sleeves lightly: You can't really watch him die, right? Otherwise, it's hard for you to explain.

Of course, I'm mainly curious about the power this kid uses.

Zhang Hong nodded lightly, that's true.

Although the Blood Spear King was no threat to him, he lost face when the training camp just started.

that's the truth.

At this time, many medically awakened people in the training camp looked helplessly at Chen Hao on the bed.

He lay there without making a sound, looking as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

But no matter what methods these healers use, there is no way to wake it up.

What exactly is going on?

All the methods have been used, even if it is a vegetable, it should wake up now.

It's really wicked.

A medical staff said: I heard that it was a new student who did it? It seems to be just a second-level student?

Tier two?

Do you believe this kind of nonsense? Can this be caused by a second-order awakened person? I heard that this person is clearly a master!

A person beside him quickly sneered and said, Even the master level is probably underestimated! The young people nowadays are really too strong!

The person who spoke at the beginning was a little dissatisfied and said: The second-order words were admitted by others, can this be fake?

I think you're out of your mind!

I also said that I am an ordinary person! Do you believe it?

A few people here were talking, but the space suddenly split open with a buzzing sound, and a big hand stretched out from it, wrapping Chen Hao's body upside down and piercing through the air.

I took the person away.

The rest of the people looked at each other in blank dismay, but they also breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts. Since the king did it himself, then this matter has nothing to do with them.

Otherwise, it may be said that they have to bear some responsibility.

In that room, Chen Hao's body suddenly appeared.

Look at it.

...

And at this time.

As time goes by.

Yuan Bei, who was lying on the bed, had undergone earth-shaking changes.

Among the hundreds of millions of genes, a group of genes with a golden color is so obvious, it seems to be a bandit among the genes, and wherever it passes, the genes are all broken and broken, as if It is not worthy to stand with it.

And those broken and annihilated genes, after growing up again, are also dyed with a faint golden color.

soon.

Under this force, Yuan Bei's originally broken gene lock was restored, and it was also stained with a faint golden color.

But this was obviously not enough to satisfy the huge set of genes, which continued to swim in Yuan Bei's body quickly without stopping.

Suddenly, the sky turned upside down.

In the outside world, there was a series of crackling sounds from Yuan Bei's body, and the flesh exploded everywhere, exposing the flesh and blood, as if his body could not bear this force!

This?

Zhang Hong's complexion changed, and he looked at the scene in front of him.

Has it already entered the destruction stage? It's later than I thought, and this kid's physical fitness is also rare at the same level.

With time, it may not be impossible to become a king-level fighter, but it's a pity...

The Confucian scholar seemed to have expected it a long time ago: His body can't bear such a force at all, or even you can't bear it. This is a matter of the smallest genetic level. Even you and I can't do anything about it.

His words were indifferent and sensible, completely contrary to his gentle temperament: If nothing happens, he will die soon.

The race he absorbed will soon evolve another king.

Zhang Hong's complexion changed again and again, but in the end he could only sigh helplessly.

This is indeed beyond his ability.

And in a level that neither of them can see.

The turbulent power suddenly stopped abruptly, as if it was restricted by something.

Ding.

Fusion limit detected...

Terminating...

Successful termination!

This integration progress is 10%...

Achieve the transformation, please host to choose the receptor...

Not selected for a long time...

Start randomly...

Detecting race changes...

Please rename it!

Yuan Bei, who was lying on the bed, entered a bizarre dream.

Everything in the dream is so real, yet so unreal.

There are ingots that fall from the sky like rain, and one person revels under the rain of ingots; there is a high school champion, a tall horse, swaggering past; A continent died under the blow.

There are also mountains and seas rolling back, the sea surface is suspended in the air, and people are stepping on it;

Seeing the old man here, time is suddenly reversed, turning into a young and strong man, walking like flying;

I also saw tall buildings protruding from the flat ground, tens of thousands of feet high, and someone stood on it holding the sun and the moon in their hands and criticizing the stars.

In the end, he also saw a figure very similar to Chen Hao, holding a blood-colored spear, with a sea of ​​blood floating on it, and his breath was as deep as a prison, and he was laughing wildly.

Yuan Beixing was among them, stroking golden ingots from time to time, applauding for the number one scholar on the side of the street, suddenly jumped up, and went to the upside-down ocean in the air, and saw sea fish of various colors growing in it.

Another leap.

Then he went outside the universe again, saw a patch of potholes above the stars, vaguely seemed to be able to hear the cheers of countless people on the ground, and it seemed that everything was going well and his wish was fulfilled.

Dreams come true.

Finally, Yuan Bei jumped lightly again.

Looking around again, he saw only darkness.

In this endless darkness.

Yuan Bei saw a pair of eyes.

Those were a pair of cloudy and chaotic eyes, not bright at all, as if they were entwined with countless silk threads, half dreaming and half awake, as if they hadn't woken up yet.

But when Yuan Bei looked again, he seemed to see the vicissitudes of the sea, the reversal of time, all the desires in the world, and countless unspeakable wisdom.

But after watching it for a long time, Yuan Bei suddenly felt a sense of familiarity.

It was as if he had seen these eyes countless times.

Wake up again.

Yuan Bei was startled, but these eyes were exactly the same as his own eyes!

I came back late today, the second chapter is estimated to be later.