"Is this your certainty?" Zhang Jie sneered, and sank Yin Bin with another punch.

"Poof. Yin Bin spat out a mouthful of blood, rolled over and dodged Zhang Jie's attack again.

His mind went blank, he only felt as if his body was moving, and countless instincts about fighting appeared in his mind.

"Hahahaha, Zhang Jie, thank you, it's this kind of pressure, the first order of the gene lock, I got it!" Yin Bin's body was made of the Infinite Horror World Terran, so there was no problem with opening the gene lock, but he didn't meet anyone who could put pressure on his life and death.

And Zhang Jie is this goal, defeating him and becoming the captain is only the ultimate goal, and he has to rely on Zhang Jie's strong strength to open the gene lock halfway.

"You...... You actually use me to unlock the genetic lock?" Zhang Jie looked at Yin Bin, whose eyes were blank, in disbelief.

This is the symbol of the first order of the gene lock.

At that critical moment of life and death, Yin Bin only felt as if something had been untied in his body, that incomparably smooth battle, accurate to the millimeter, every bit of strength was used to the limit, and there was no pity and fear of the fighting instinct, is this the gene lock, it is really an amazing power system.

Even if it is an ordinary person, after opening it, it is enough to single-handedly deal with a modern army of hundreds of people fully armed or fight against two aliens at the same time.

Suddenly, his whole body convulsed violently, and a painful and numb paralyzing sensation began to occur in his internal organs, as if there were countless small worms crawling in his internal organs, and then this pain kept going deep into the bone marrow, and with the blood flowing, it seemed to come to the skin of the body again, and then his whole body was in this pain that was worse than death.

But in Zhang Jie's pupil-shrinking expression, Yin Bin not only did not fall down and let him take the opportunity to kill, but seemed to be enjoying laughing, and the silver-white armor on his body also squirmed like a living thing.

"That's it, Tyrande, adapt to the gene lock, and then evolve!" Yin Bin not only did not wait for Tyrande to clear the toxin, but directly attacked Zhang Jie.

"Crazy, don't you feel pain!" Zhang Jie was completely shocked.

"This pain is nothing. "Yin Bin has experienced countless deaths and then been reshaped by the Divine Armor, which is more purgatory than purgatory, more abyss than the abyss, the backlash of the gene lock, what is it!

This time Zhang Jie felt the pressure, and Yin Bin's combat power seemed to have improved to another level, even if he had to deal with it carefully.

At the same time, because of the haunted by evil ghosts, Yin Bin was able to attack frantically, like a berserker, and he could chase Zhang Jie and cut it when his intestines were rotten.

Tyrande's strong vitality is reflected in Yin Bin.

"Come on, Zhang Jie, don't run!" Yin Bin longed to use Zhang Jie to make the demon haunted evolve again and become a golden dragon like Tazmi.

Zhang Jie was very aggrieved, the attack with the maximum effect of mental power was ineffective, which was equivalent to wasting two-thirds of his combat power, and using stupid methods to attack Yin Bin, Yin Bin simply resisted beating the super blood cow, and since the start of the war, he has not stopped attacking.

Yin Bin took out a transparent glass needle tube from the ring and bit off the sealed plastic film with his white teeth. He stabbed himself hard in the chest.

"What is he doing!" Zhang Jie saw Yin Bin's action.

Tyrande's activity was starting to get tired, after all, he had been fighting a fourth-order deathmatch for so long.

The Elixir is an absolute death potion.

As the pale blue liquid disappeared at the end of the needle, a feeling of frenzy from the depths of the brain also quickly spread to Yin Bin's whole body along the nerve center. Gone was the fatigue of the detachment, replaced by a strength and fulfillment that he had never experienced.

Every muscle is expanding, every nerve is tense. The bright red liquid that flowed through the veins was surging wildly with a momentum that broke through everything. Active cells bring abundant oxygen, strength, and great power to the body, and they continue to burst out from within the body like a tidal wave. With the support of this terrifying force, the heavy broadsword was simply a light wooden stick in Yin Bin's hands.

As a potential stimulator, the drawbacks of the Death Elixir are obvious. While gaining strength, the brain must also take on heavier pressure than ever before. It must ensure that the nerve center can stimulate the body at all times to gain sufficient strength. And such a stimulus is not rational at all. In such a situation, no matter how heavy the burden on the body is or how strong the fatigue is, the central nervous system will not feel it at all. It will only faithfully carry out the commands that come from its brain, frantically and sparingly squeezing the last vestiges of power out of the person who takes the potion.

Then, when the effect of the drug is gone, the user will die with a whimper.

However, it is enough to kill Zhang Jie!

Half an hour later.

The reagent's time of effect has come to an end. The detached muscles emitted bursts of sharp tingling. The terrible backlash to the brain from the depths of the bone marrow feeds back from every nerve ending, like a surging flood, frantically hitting all the control systems in the central area. They have been suppressed by hormones for too long, and it is only a matter of time before they explode.

If you were an ordinary person, you would definitely grit your teeth and endure unspeakable pain. In particular, soldiers with strong willpower will fully mobilize every cell in the brain to resist the painful attack. However, doing so does not do anything at all. The more resolute the resistance, the more it will cause a strong backlash. The final result can only be that the drug taker can not bear the situation, the nerve center is completely paralyzed and dies.

However, Yin Bin's hands were holding Zhang Jie tightly.

Even with the help of the death potion, he fought with Zhang Jie for half an hour before he gnawed this hard bone.

"Now, you're mine!" Yin Bin's demonic entanglement has long been mutated, and his latent genes seem to have been partially activated, intertwined with Tyrande, fused into one in the fierce battle of death, and never separated from each other again.

The silver-white armor has turned into a black and blood-colored dragon armor, which is completely different from the evolution path of Tazmi's golden dragon.

Black Dragon!

Behind it is a pair of black dragon wings with a wingspan of four meters, full of a sense of oppression and despair that covers the sky and the sun.

Yin Bin's pitch-black dragon claw completely crushed Zhang Jie, and the demon dragon Tyrande devoured Zhang Jie.

Then came the drastic evolution, which made Yin Bin gurgle, but it was all worth it!