Super Godly Evolution

Mo jinhuan raised his eyebrows, and layers of wrinkles appeared on his forehead.    

"I often see Big Beardy kill people with one strike, and this is the first time I've seen him get killed with one strike! Kid, you're a bit interesting! "    

Mo jinhuan slightly raised his finger, and all the black tar that was chasing people stopped moving. It quickly retracted, returned to Mo jinhuan's side, and surrounded him.    

Chu Lin looked around. It seemed a little difficult to avoid the old man's nightmare and attack him directly.    

"Young man, you are Chu Lin, right?"    

Mo jinhuan laughed, "I heard you used the Long Halberd in your hand to kill the Shadow Furious Dargon? Not bad, not bad. Although you relied on the power of the Genetic Weapon, you were able to accomplish such a magnificent feat in your early twenties. I already have the demeanor of a young man like myself!"    

Relying on the power of the Genetic Weapon? Chu Lin chuckled. Even without the Flying Dragon Halberd, he would still press down on the Shadow Furious Dargon and beat it up. However, he was too lazy to explain anything.    

"How about this!" Mo jinhuan smiled gently and said, "I'll give you a chance. How about coming to my Nightmare Family? My Nightmare Family also has an unmarried girl, yun Ying. She's my granddaughter. You and her are both young people with limitless potential. There should be a lot of common topics to talk about!"    

"Heh!"    

Chu Lin snorted coldly and said, "Sorry, I don't like her!"    

"Tsk tsk!" Mo jinhuan pretended to sigh.    

"What a pity! A young man like you could have gone to D and C districts to develop. Why would you need to stay in such a borderline area? Even if the central command was given, you would have to throw your heads and spill your blood. As a chess piece, you would die in the hands of a chess player. How detestable!"    

Chu Lin was silent. Mo jinhuan's words contained too much information. Chess pieces? Chess player? Was the Weiyang's camp the same? Chu Lin thought about the chaos and conflicting orders from before and felt that something was amiss.    

As his thoughts flew, Chu Lin thought of even more. Why did commander, Yuan Liang, who was in the Sand Wolves's camp, rather offend the Roaring Tribe than ask for a chance to escape from the F grade camp? This was not only because the F grade camp had no chance to grow, but also a path that led to death!    

"The commander in the Weiyang camp would change every once in a while. It would either die a violent death, or it would be forced into a dangerous situation due to the stupid transfer order. Some of the commander would even mysteriously disappear.    

The E-class tribe was still alright. At least they could listen to the transfer order from the center, or they could also ignore it. It was just that they had obtained a lot of resources.    

The primary responsibility of the tribe was to suppress one side. Attacking the nest, eliminating the beast tide, and so on were not their main responsibility. Then how were Class D and Class C divided into the areas above? What was their responsibility?    

"How is it? Have you thought it through?"    

Mo jinhuan looked at Chu Lin with a smile. This young man had completely attracted his attention.    

Chu Lin shook his head and refused. "What I need, I will fight for it myself. I don't need others to give me charity. Besides, I ate the pie you threw at me. I will only pay more!"    

"Also!" Chu Lin's eyes became cold.    

"You have killed so many elders of Wild Lion Family, you! You must die with them!"    

The smile on Mo jinhuan's face slowly faded away, and finally turned into a sneer.    

"Young man, you must know the immensity of heaven and earth, and there is always someone better than you. Are you serious?"    

"I am not in the mood to joke!"    

"Good, good!" Mo jinhuan was so angry that he laughed. "It's a pity that such a talented young man like you died just like that. Today next year, I will burn paper for you!"    

"Seventy or eighty years old, you have a sharp tongue!" Chu Lin said sarcastically.    

"Light of Evil Flame!"    

Mo jinhuan waved his hand and pushed. A grayish-black light beam shot out.    

It was indeed the Spiritual Force. If it wasn't for the Gene Energy that specialized in mental energy, it would definitely think that the beam of light was some kind of elemental energy. In fact, it was a mental attack that spread out in a radiative manner. As long as it was 180 degrees towards him, no matter how he hid, he would be affected by the mental attack.    

"Roar of the Nether!"    

Chu Lin opened his mouth, and a bright wolf's howl sounded out from his throat. The invisible attack directly hit the old man's Nightmare Light beam.    

The collision of the two kinds of Gene Energy didn't have any gorgeous radiance or intense attacks. It was like two passers-by crossing each other. They only dodged slightly and attacked their own targets.    

"Dodge!"    

Yi Tianya roared. He was the first to kick open a wall, and then he jumped out.    

The others did the same. In the face of the spiritual attacks from the two strong men, the farther the better.    

Hum -    

The elders that hadn't had the time to run far froze for a moment before dropping to the ground one by one. Their eyes rolled back and their ears buzzed. Those with a low degree of awakening even foamed at the mouth and fainted. What they suffered was merely the aftershock.    

Buzz, buzz, buzz -    

Chu Lin only felt that his chest was flushing and he was dizzy. His eyes were a little bulging, as if he wanted to shoot out with his eyes.    

Mo jinhuan sat on the ground with his butt on the ground, and his eyes were bleeding.    

"Urgh..."    

Mo jinhuan opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but blood came out before he could. He opened his mouth with difficulty and said, "Devil... devil... Nightmare of the Heavens! "    

The motionless oil gurgled as it jumped up, down, left, and right. It wrapped around Chu Lin from all directions.    

He couldn't dodge it?    

Chu Lin was in trouble. Unless he retreated far away, he would be covered by the oil no matter where he dodged. Once he retreated, Mo jinhuan could hurt the elders of Berserk Lion who were lying on the ground. If he retreated, he could jump out of the window easily, giving his opponent a great advantage.    

Chu Lin glanced at the Gene Panel.    

Stamina: 362 points    

Strength: 533 points.    

Spiritual Force: 232 points    

After practicing the Dragon Blood Lion Winged Tiger gene chain to 99%, the Spiritual Force had made great progress. The 232 Spiritual Force was slightly weaker than Mo jinhuan, who specialized in mental energy, but it was more than double the strength of Yi Tianya.    

Chu Lin had made up his mind. He was confident that with the help of his Inheritance Armor and the Spiritual Force, he would be able to exchange injuries for injuries. How could he not be able to defeat a weak mental energy cultivator?    

"Flying Dragon in the Sky!"    

Chu Lin threw out the Flying Dragon Halberd. The halberd was connected to Chu Lin's mind. It drew an arc in the air and pierced towards Mo jinhuan. At the same time, the jet black oily attack wrapped around Chu Lin.    

Buzz ~ ~    

The Inheritance Armor was the first to attack Mo jinhuan's Nightmare Oil. A red light shot through the sky and pierced through the burnt oil membrane. Under the powerful mental pressure, Chu Lin's Gene Energy also resisted the mental energy foreign body.    

The moment the Gene Energy touched the burnt oil, Chu Lin suddenly froze. Then, the Gene Energy lost control and surged violently. Chu Lin's vision gradually blurred, and the light of the banquet disappeared from his eyes. The light rotated and condensed, turning into an eyeball with a ferocious mouth.    

It really was an illusion! An illusion experience that worked on genes. It was like the chimera phantom image that Chu Lin saw when he awakened the Dragonblood Lion Winged Tiger gene chain. It was a memory that was engraved in his genes, and it could not be ruled out.    

Chu Lin tried to pinch his thigh. It hurt, but it felt real. This method was useless.