The embryo has been completely destroyed, but with just one arm, the perfect creature brewed can actually come back to life again??
There was only a squirming mouth on the strange face, but the face changed from time to time, sometimes turning into a saint who taught all living beings, sometimes turning into a ferocious warrior, sometimes like a hidden master found in the deep forest.
Can't give it any time!!
Master Shendou obviously has not reached a perfect form, and most of the genetic modules have been lost, but even with only one arm left, it can produce countless changes.
The meridians of flesh, blood and bones are extending at a speed visible to the naked eye, weird internal organs are also wrapped in the body, and the constantly distorted face and various words full of thoughts are spoken from the mouth at the same time.
It...consciousness is in chaos.
kill!!
While you are sick, I will kill you.
Countless ice spikes suddenly popped up from the frozen soil. The extremely cold winter had completely turned the land within a kilometer radius into frozen soil. The cold white mist was floating in the air, freezing everything it touched everywhere it came into contact.
ice.
Critical moment.
The creature derived from an arm sensed the approaching danger, and its body, which had not fully grown into healed flesh, burst out with incredible speed and strength.
Boom!!
The body of the perfect creature suddenly tensed up and huddled up like a skinny monkey.
The moment countless ice spikes were about to penetrate it, the changes in its ankles and toes seemed to have taken shape, and it suddenly kicked towards the ground and spun around.
The perfect route.
Its escape route was perfect, with countless ice spikes passing through its skin.
The rotating and twisted body is almost like dough, and its flexibility has reached an incredible level. Sometimes it is stretched and tightened, and sometimes it twists into strange angles to avoid those fatal blows.
What??
Are the movement trajectories of hundreds of ice spikes all within its expectations?
The hell blood in Gu Fan's body began to burn, and the hot ice breath became increasingly cold.
The temperature in the surrounding air dropped again by several levels, and the white mist turned into a thick layer of silver-blue mist. When the frozen ground came into contact with this layer of extreme winter cold, it suddenly became like the far north.
It is as hard as thousands of years of ice.
Divine gold.
As Gu Fan continued to exert his power, he completely improved the "extreme cold in winter" ability in the hell bloodline to the extreme, reaching the level of divine gold.
The extremely cold silver-blue ice mist will cause the cells of the body to die immediately if it comes into contact with even a "Legendary Mithril" level awakener.
Blurred.
The space around Gu Fan seemed to have formed a world of frost.
Touch of Shadow Everyone in Wu Ze looked at it from a distance. Although they were more than ten miles apart, they still felt the cold that seemed to come from the extreme north. The center of the battle could no longer be observed with the naked eye. Everything was covered with silver.
Covered by fog.
“Is that an ability similar to absolute zero??”
07 Wu was shocked. He didn't expect that his boss Gu Fan would be so terrifying when he was serious. A character of that level could no longer be described by humans.
Wu Ze shook his head: "I don't know. Even if I use my mind's consciousness to look forward a little, I will feel the coldness like a knife."
Gu Fan said before that a battle of this level is no longer their business.
He had already kept everyone at bay just by relying on his extremely cold hands. Although there was only one step between mithril and divine gold, this small step made a world of difference.
the other side.
At the core of the battle, the situation has been controlled by Gu Fan.
The absolutely gloomy and cold winter atmosphere spread across the entire place, blocking all the paths of the perfect creature. If it continued, it would only be frozen into an ice sculpture.
Snap.
There was a snap of fingers.
Hundreds of thousands of ice spikes exploded into pieces in the cold mist, turning into countless fine silver blades, shooting towards a certain entity in the cold mist at 360 degrees without any blind spots.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh.
The sound of breaking through the sky was endless, and in the absolutely cold environment, even the air seemed to have become cold and inert, but even so, a harsh crackling sound still erupted, driving the silver-blue mist to completely trap the enemy to death.
"Sing the wind!!"
Suddenly, a graceful and long sound came from the cold mist.
The hermit with vaguely immortal spirit waved his long sleeves, bringing up the surrounding strong wind and silver-blue extremely cold mist, forming a tornado like wind and residual clouds. Countless fine silver blades were involved in it and exploded one after another, turning into ice all over the sky.
Blue crumbs.
What is that?
Taoist?
A certain Taoist, unknown hermit?
This kind of content is actually written in the genes of human beings. In the thick fog, there seems to be a gaze that can see through the vicissitudes of the world. The immortal hermit can roll up the war on the plains by waving his sleeves, as if he can just say a few words.
Provide guidance to the king, and the apprentice with a little training can become the prime minister of a country and assist the sage king.
Isn't this too fantasy?
Gu Fan suddenly had some hallucinations in his mind.
Just like Zhuge Wolong who visited the thatched cottage three times during the Three Kingdoms period, or even the legendary Mr. Guigu who was never born in the mountains, he was full of knowledge and knowledge, and wars subsided wherever his fingertips touched.
The wind is light and the clouds are light.
The tornado storm had blown away the cold winter fog, but the body of that perfect creature had already frozen with a layer of ice, and the surface of its skin and flesh and blood tissue were in danger of being frozen to death.
But the next second, a layer of hot blood evaporated.
The aura of the perfect creature changed again, from a secretive monk in the mountains to an extremely passionate ascetic warrior.
The biting cold wind howled, and the biting chill penetrated the spinal cord, but there were still warriors practicing hard in the ice and snow, using punches and kicks to evaporate their violent and hot blood, and the evaporated sweat turned into steam, which actually melted the surrounding ice and snow...
Gu Fan had a similar feeling at this time.
He felt that the perfect creature relied on the evaporation of its energy and blood to completely withstand the extreme cold of winter around it. Waves of hot air erupted from its flesh and blood, and the powerful aura of a peak warrior hit his face.
Coming!!
It is ready to counterattack.
Gu Fan's eyes suddenly froze, and the battle situation changed dramatically. One moment, he was at an absolute advantage, and the next second, the enemy had defused the attack and temporarily made a perfect counterattack posture.
Bang.
The earth shattered.
The soles of the warrior's feet crushed the mountain peaks, and even the soil that was frozen by the cold winter actually left cracks like spider webs.
He himself was more like a running cannon, carrying an extremely rich wave of energy and blood, crashing towards Gu Fan. The strong wind generated by his fist roared past, and the cold atmosphere around him was squeezed and exploded by the fist wind.