Doom can tolerate groveling in front of Erbu, can tolerate running away in front of Matt, but can't tolerate a human being much weaker than himself to despise and ignore him.

The body rushes forward rapidly, one hand is half-clenched into a claw, once it catches the enemy's head, with the strong power of the demon, it can directly crack the skull.

If it weren't for the fact that the physique of these modified people was not ordinary, and the strength of the flesh was not low, otherwise the whole head could be crushed with just one stroke.

Skull splitting hand, this is Doom Fist's favorite attack.

Pence and Rowan both died of a cranial hand.

Doom Fist couldn't wait to see Ling An's skull shatter like a green melon, blood oozing out like juice. (Note: The green melon is a kind of fruit in the space where the alien race lives, similar to the watermelon.) ）

Even the surrounding Transforming Morph Thorn Demons, whose intelligence was not low, had the same idea in their minds.

In their opinion, Ling An, who could have lived a little longer, dared to provoke the noble demon like this, it was simply a death.

Suddenly, Ling An raised his head, there was no fear on his face, he was obviously expressionless, but it seemed to be a brief silence before the storm.

Immediately, the skull-splitting hand was about to buckle on Ling An's head, but when Er Fist saw Ling An who raised his head and saw his eyes, his heart trembled for no reason.

Bad Fist has always been cautious, and the moment he felt something was wrong, he retreated violently.

His face was cloudy, but Ling An only raised his head and slowly turned his gaze to the Doom Fist.

His right eye?!

For some reason, as soon as he saw Ling An's right eye, he felt a palpitation.

Seems...... Saw the endless abyss...... and that great being......

Damn humans! Doom shook his head.

In the puzzled eyes of the thorn demons, Doe Fist's face was gloomy, and he reached out to pull out one of the bone spurs of the thorn demon next to him.

The Thorn Demon was a little aggrieved, but he didn't dare to say anything.

Brush!

The bone spur was like a sharp arrow, and it instantly crossed the distance of more than ten meters and inserted it into Ling An's forehead, right in the center of his eyebrows.

Silas and Yumi were shocked and angry, watching their juniors die in front of their eyes, but they couldn't do anything about it.

The Bad Fist breathed a sigh of relief for no reason, even if these reformed people were destroyed, their brains were destroyed, and they had to die.

There's something weird about that guy, and I'm going to take his body back and study it.

Doom looked at Silas and Yumi, glared at him angrily, and waved his hand, motioning for the Assassins to stun them so they could take them back.

"It's really troublesome, you have to hurry, or that idiot will have an excuse to attack me." Erquan thought in his heart.

At this time, Doom saw that the assassins who had stunned Silas and Yumi all looked behind him in shock, as if they had seen something incredible.

Er Fist had a bad premonition in his heart, he turned his head to look, and then the pupils of his scarlet eyes shrank, and he was shocked.

The Demon God is on top! What's going on!

I saw Ling An, who had a bone spur stuck in the center of his eyebrows, put down Luo Wen's body and slowly stood up.

Under the shocked gaze of the Evil Fist and the Assassin Demons, Ling An reached out and grabbed the bone spur and slowly pulled it out.

This scene is normal for the aliens, they all have extremely strong self-healing abilities, but ......

What a human being!

Poof-

When the bone spurs were pulled out, some red and white things were also brought out, but these tissues quickly converged towards the hollow on Ling An's forehead.

"How is it possible, I obviously killed him, and the bone spurs penetrated...... He's not human?! "Nothing can compare to Ling An at this moment, which shocked Doe Fist.

Ling An pulled out the bone spur and threw it on the ground at random, looking at the Doom Fist with devouring eyes.

But he didn't move, and let the earth-shaking changes take place in his body.

Before the Doe Fist shot, Ling An's subconscious had been telling himself that he was not afraid of the Doe Fist.

But this fearlessness does not stem from contempt for death, not from seeing life and death, but from a kind of fearlessness in strength.

It was as if, in Ling An's subconscious, an existence like Doom Fist was as weak as an ant.

And it wasn't until a bone spur pierced his skull that Ling An knew where this contempt came from.

"Fatal injuries detected and engine TG mode activated."

"An extraordinary interface is detected and the energy convergence activation begins."

His own engine element point is releasing extraordinary power, and these forces converge towards the wound, repairing the wound on the body, including the forehead, and then rapidly spreading inside the body.

Being covered by these forces was not covered, but integrated, integrated into every inch of Ling An's body.

There is also a lot of energy converging into one part.

The eye, to be precise, was Ling An's right eye.

The transplanted clone's right eye.

The fist trembled, and some changes occurred in Ling An's body at this time that he didn't know, and he could only feel that all the energy around him, whether it existed in the form of G matter or was scattered, was converging towards Ling An at this moment.

He was like the center of a whirlpool, and the energy he attracted was far beyond what this human could bear.

Even Matt and Erbrown, who were fighting until they were in a stalemate in the distance, were attracted by this whirlpool at the moment.

"That's ......," Matt was shocked.

……

Section C1 of the border line of the second theater of operations, which is one of the entrances to the rear battlefield.

A terrifying aura swept through the place in an instant, and a figure wrapped in red mist appeared.

"What is the sixth great master coming?"

On a hill on the border line, a middle-aged man in red armor with only his head exposed sat cross-legged surrounded by four A-class fighters, smiling and looking at the red mist.

This red mist is actually the sixth statue of the alien race, and its strength is still above the seventh one.

The red mist enveloped his body, and the eyes of the sixth statue were like electricity, looking at the red-armored man, and he did not hide his disgust.

"Lin Cheng, what are you doing here?"

Commander of the Second Legion, Hong Tianzun, Lin Cheng.

There are thirteen alien races, red, and it is the color of alien races, Lin Cheng dares to be called Red Tianzun, if it weren't for the strength that really made the sixth one jealous, he would have killed this human being.

"What purpose can I have by sitting casually, but the sixth you, appearing here without saying hello, is it to violate our agreement?"

The red mist trembled, as if some beast was about to roar out of it.

Beside Lin Cheng, several A-class fighters broke out in a cold sweat under such pressure, but they still did not flinch.

"Do you dare to do it?"

Lin Cheng's words suddenly were bland, but full of provocation.

This middle-aged man with a calm face smiled and looked at the red mist where the sixth statue was located, not afraid at all.

The red mist swirled for a while, and eventually, with a cold snort, receded.

"There's still a year to go, wait, and in a year, I'll kill you myself."

Seeing that the red mist was about to dissipate, Lin Cheng smiled and said gently:

"Don't worry, I'm sure you won't 'keep your hands' next time."

Leaving his hand, Lin Cheng paused slightly, everyone knew his mockery.

Everyone knows that Lin Cheng, the Red Heavenly Venerable, once fought alone with the Sixth Venerable and cut off one of the Sixth Venerable's arms.

After listening to Lin Cheng's words, the sixth red mist was stunned, and then disappeared without a trace.

As soon as he left, the four A-class fighters breathed a sigh of relief. Lin Cheng, on the other hand, looked back hundreds of miles away.

There, in the rear battlefield, the location of the monitoring network.

"It's ......," Lin Cheng muttered.

……

The fortress of humanity, the tower of Zhoutian.

An old man with gray hair, with his eyes closed, sat in a rocking chair, rocking back and forth, while the old man seemed to be asleep, breathing evenly.

Suddenly, the old man opened his eyes slightly.

"You're here, kid......" The old man's voice was low, very much in line with his gray-haired, drooping old image.

"This journey has officially begun, child, be careful on the road."

……

As the energy converged towards his right eye, the world that Ling An saw changed.

The world has become colorful, not desolate.

Those alien races are outlined in red, but the energy of each alien race has some extremely subtle differences.

Silas and Yumi, one is pale blue and the other is pale gray.

Each grain of sand seemed to have its own color, and what shocked Ling An the most was that he saw the G substance.

The almost colorless substance of G flows through the world in a manner similar to the flow of water.

Although Substance G has been confirmed to exist and has been used by humans by scientific and technological means, no one has ever been able to observe Substance G without the help of extremely close instruments, and it has not been able to observe Substance G without the help of extremely close instruments.

In addition to G matter, there are also various kinds of energy, which are free from the torrent, and some are absorbed into one's body with the torrent.

Gently close your left eye, so that your vision is no longer disturbed, and what is presented in Ling An's eyes is a world of energy!

All of this was brought about by the implanted right eye, even if Ling An was a fool, he knew that there was something wrong with his right eye.

Including its own engine, it is clearly not right either. It seems that there is a pupil for the right eye

But this is not the time to worry about this.

Because after the pupil of his right eye was opened, Ling An also found that his spiritual power had also skyrocketed, and he could only control his energy of more than fifty degrees, but at this moment, he could master five hundred degrees!

That's a tenfold increase!

Moreover, his mental power is still skyrocketing, but the speed is not as fast as it was at the beginning.

With the spiritual power to master five hundred degrees of energy, plus the right eye that can see the flow of all energy clearly, Ling An at this moment can exert five hundred combat power!

This is already equivalent to Pence, even, stronger than Pence!

"Blame, monster." Er Fist watched blankly, watching Ling An close his left eye, and a strange light emanating from the pupil of his right eye.

This light, although it is grayish-white, has a cloudy light, as if it is a light that mixes everything.

Doom Fist called it a monster because in his perception, the energy around him was almost converging towards Ling An at a speed that was being evacuated.

Even, including the energy that belongs to itself in the body of the Doom Fist.

"This is impossible, how can such control be possible in a human being, this is impossible!" Fist of Doom began to speak incoherently, and with a wave of his hand, he ordered the thorns around him.

"Come on, give it to me!"

Ling An felt the power that was constantly pouring into his body, and he didn't have the pleasure of being a strong man, but on the contrary, he was extremely sad.

If this is the force, it will come a little earlier......

Why hide it, don't let me know?

If he could have opened his pupils earlier and awakened such a power earlier, Sun Lei would not have died, and Peng Si, Lu Anguo, Woodlow, Zhao Bin and others would not have died.

Rowan, too, won't die.

Covering his forehead and adjusting to his body with surging strength, Ling An's right eye opened and looked at the doom fist who was hurriedly retreating, his eyes were cold.

In the final analysis, without the Doom Fist, they will not die!