A series of blood-red warnings appeared in Wang Ming's eyes, but Wang Ming, who had already fallen into rage and madness, couldn't see it at all, or even if he saw him, he wouldn't pay attention. His attention was completely attracted by the mysterious man, and he was angry. Fire, the rage of hatred. It drove him completely crazy.
¡°Ah¡ª¡ª¡± A high-pitched roar echoed through the wilderness of the dark night.
Wang Ming's blood vessels burst all over his body, and his capillaries burst his skin, turning him into a bloody man. His bones crackled and crackled, his muscles swelled and tightened at a speed visible to the naked eye, and blue arteries bulged like earthworms. His height suddenly increased by more than ten centimeters, and he became extremely strong and muscular.
I saw him struggling hard, the muscles in his arms were flexing, and powerful strength continued to emerge from his body. The sound of "pop" was like the sound of a balloon being exploded, or like the distant whistle of a steam train. The invisible force broke every inch and was completely broken free by Wang Ming.
"I am going to kill you!"
Wang Ming's eyes were red, and he looked like a wild beast. He roared and twitched his right hand, grabbing the machete. He grasped the handle of the knife tightly with both hands and rushed forward fiercely.
When the mysterious man saw Wang Ming's condition, he exclaimed: "He took the initiative to break through the gene lock. Isn't this guy so lucky?" But when he saw Wang Ming rushing towards him desperately, he said ferociously: "Even if it's So what if you break through, I have already surpassed the black iron level. Even if you break through today, you will die!"
"Thinking power - restrain!"
Wang Ming soared into the air, slashed down with his machete, and aimed at the mysterious man's head to cut him in half. But as soon as it took off, it was once again enveloped by an invisible and transparent force, layer upon layer, and tightly bound. This time the binding force was even stronger, so the mysterious man untied the bodies of Zhang Youyou and Lian Haitang and concentrated on dealing with Wang Ming.
Wang Ming was boiling with rage, his heart was beating wildly, and his blood was flowing rapidly in his veins like spring water, bringing him strong strength. He slashed with both arms. There was a "puff" sound in the air, and the invisible force was actually cut open by him. Taking advantage of this short opportunity, Wang Ming jumped hard and broke away from the invisible force again. He shouted loudly and opened the mountain. The knife slashed again.
The blade struck the mysterious man's shoulder, but it seemed like it had struck a tough and soft object.
I don¡¯t know when, the clothes on the mysterious man¡¯s body changed strangely. The surface of the black windbreaker began to emit a strange luster, and a layer of colloid slowly flowed on the surface of the windbreaker, protecting the mysterious man inside. The blade struck the windbreaker, but was blocked by the glowing gel layer. Not only that, the gel had a strong adhesive effect and actually began to corrode the blade.
Wang Ming roared furiously, and all his strength exploded again, pushing the machete and knocking the mysterious man back a few steps.
"Things that don't know how to live or die, today I will show you what real power is!" This time, the mysterious man was finally angered.
"Psychic power - vacuum barrier!"
The mysterious man also shouted loudly, and his whole body suddenly lit up with a dim light. He was obviously using his powers with all his strength. A gust of wind suddenly blew in the air, and the scene where he knocked down dozens of Night Demons with one move appeared again, but this time it was more violent and obvious, and a two-meter-sized square glowing with white light began to appear in the air. The cube was square, about an inch thick, and looked like a stone. It was covered with large and small spikes, which were more than ten centimeters long. This wall of light appeared between Wang Ming and the mysterious man.
The mysterious man was sweating on his head and pushed hard: "Go!"
The wall of light suddenly moved as fast as lightning. It hit Wang Ming like a steamroller. The huge force was transmitted from the light wall to Wang Ming's body. With one blow, the machete in his hand was knocked away. He vomited blood and fell back, with sharp wounds on his arms and chest. The arm was pierced by the stabbing, the bones were broken, and there were three or four bloody wounds on the chest.
Wang Ming screamed and roared, but under the command of the mysterious man, the light wall advanced arrogantly and at a downward angle, trying to suppress Wang Ming alive.
¡°Ah¡ª¡ª¡± Wang screamed desperately, and blood began to flow from the corners of his eyes, mouth, ears and nose again.
Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in Wang Ming's mind. The dizzy and severe pain of the past few days came again, but this time it was mixed with a lot of strange messages. The originally chaotic data flow became regular, and those like Something like a genetic map suddenly came to mind, seeming to explain something. Suddenly Wang Ming understood the meaning of those messages. That is a way to unlock supernatural powers. That is the door to the path to power.??
That¡¯s how to use mental power.
Wang Ming followed that method without hesitation and opened the spiritual sea in his mind. But for an instant, everything seemed to slow down.
"Attention: The contractor takes the initiative to break through the gene lock, breaks through the critical value of mental power, and gains the right to freely choose skills three times."
"Note: Each skill upgrade will cost a lot of survival points and honor points, please choose carefully."
Lines of prompts appeared in his mind, all related to mental abilities. There was a long list: telekinesis drive, mental exploration, illusion fog, puppet control, etc., many weird abilities. A row lined up in front of him. Wait for him to choose. Wang Ming didn't hesitate at all and decisively chose the first option: telepathy drive.
After making the choice, a force burst out of his mind.
Suddenly, a pale white light also rose from his body. This light was very shallow, but the stars were like fireflies on a summer night. Then these rays of light began to condense, forming an ugly machete in the air so easily. This machete made of condensed spiritual power is extremely ugly, and it doesn't even have a blade.
But when the mysterious man saw the knife, his eyes widened with an expression of disbelief on his face.
"kill!"
Wang Ming roared angrily, and his mental power flew out of his mind desperately, and was injected into the ugly and irregular machete in the air. The machete shone brilliantly, and suddenly it condensed into a solid thing, and it actually had a slight silver color. texture. His machete is much brighter and more solid than the wall of light condensed by the mysterious man. Compared to the machete, the wall of light seemed like an illusion.
With the roar of Wang Ming, the machete buzzed. Aim at the light wall and slash down.
"Poof!" It was as easy as cutting a piece of tofu. The light wall only blocked it for a moment, and then it was thrown in half. Dots of light emanated from the two halves of the light wall. Countless light spots suddenly escaped into the air and were annihilated in a breath. After the machete split the light wall, it flickered unsteadily. In the end, it only lasted for less than a second and then dissipated.
"Poof!" The moment the light wall was struck, the mysterious man spat out a mouthful of blood as if struck by lightning.
He roared in disbelief: "How is it possible? How is it possible? How could he have such strong telepathy! Is this simply impossible? I don't accept it -"
"Bang!" A heavy punch hit his head. interrupted his voice.
Wang Ming was unyielding, and after the light wall disappeared, he pounced ferociously, and rained down two bloody fists on the head of the mysterious man whose consciousness was severely damaged. Each punch had a force of hundreds of kilograms. Wang Ming had completely ignored his injuries. The skin and flesh on his hands were torn, revealing white bone residue. The muscles and muscles were a mess of blood, and they were no longer in shape. But he didn't stop at all.
The mysterious man seemed to have been severely damaged mentally and his consciousness was somewhat blurred, so he could only allow himself to be attacked by the king.
"Die!" Wang Ming's face was covered with blood and he was furiously bombarded. He suddenly jumped high, bent his knees, and knelt down with a fierce aim at the mysterious man's head.
[The next chapter may not be until night, hehe, I¡¯m so sleepy. I hope to wake up tomorrow and see the new book list on the front page of my book. Gentlemen, support me. ]
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