Feeling the changes in his body, Han Fei's bad premonition became stronger and stronger, and he made an excuse and ran out of the house under Han Wen's puzzled gaze.

I ran almost five kilometers in one go, and I reached the junction of the base city and the first district of the slums.

The first area is a relatively safe area, most of them are ordinary zombies, this kind of zombies generally can't break through the reinforced electronic wall, and even if they do, there is no threat to those who basically have genes today.

The electronic fence, all made of barbed wire made of dissimilar steel, is not equipped with electronic chips like the ecological base, but the material is extremely strong.

There are also very few Guardian genetics patrolling here.

Sit down by the barbed wire, and on the other side of the barbed wire are dense zombies, all rushing towards this side at this moment.

Han Fei's face looked extremely painful, his whole body was like a lightning strike, and his face, which was still a little bloody, suddenly turned pale.

Immediately after that, the whole body turned pale.

If he could look inward, Han Fei would definitely be able to find that in his body, streams of white mist were shuttling indiscriminately from the meridians, and everything that stood in front of him was incinerated into nothingness.

While the white mist was shuttling, it turned into wisps of thin white flames, directly burning the most fragile meridians of the human body, which was undoubtedly a devastating blow to Han Fei at this moment.

In addition to the scorching white flames, there was also a terrifying high temperature, seeping out from the inside out.

The pain and high temperature directly made Han Fei's body begin to twitch, the muscles all over his body tightened, the green tendons like meat worms burst out, and wisps of white smoke emanated from his hair.

The zombies on the other side of the barbed wire should have shown manic and fatal madness when they saw the fresh life, but at this moment they seemed a little frightened, and the zombies that were constantly impacting the barbed wire actually retreated backwards as if consciously.

There is nothing in his body to protect him, Han Fei was almost crippled by the strange white flame, if there is no prevention to solve it, I am afraid that in just a moment, all the meridians, bones, and heart in his body will be incinerated into nothingness by this terrifying flame in a short time.

At this moment, he saw the book "The Battle of the Sword King" that was inadvertently brought out in his hand.

"If it is not fire, it is just mortal, and if a person does not become a god, he will eventually be ashes!"

If it is not fire, it is just mortal, and if a person does not become a god, he will eventually be ashes...... If it is not fire, it is just mortal, and if people do not become gods, they will eventually be ashes!

These two sentences were infinitely amplified in Han Fei's mind, echoing over and over again.

The miserable white fingers opened the second page, and the fingers had just made contact with the paper, and before they could open it, the paper turned directly into ashes in Han Fei's dull gaze.

The second page is a diagram of the structure of the human body, with the head of the human body facing to the left, and the hands being pulled away to the right to form a strange posture, involuntarily, Han Fei imitated this posture and practiced it in an extremely painful situation, probably also has the meaning of a dead horse being a live horse doctor.

I don't know if it's a battle record written by the Sword King, and I don't know if it will have the effect of alleviating pain if I practice it.

This posture was transformed into a powerful muscle action force through the adrenal hormone secretion in the boy's body, and the originally twisted muscles trembled violently, and wisps of white green smoke were excreted along the fingertips.

"Hmm...... It works!"

The strange heat in his body was reduced a lot, and the sudden feeling of comfort made Han Fei's originally pale and terrifying face instantly recover a lot.

Under the extreme pain, he actually made his movements as standard as the actions in the book as templates, as if the actions in the book themselves were customized for him.

At the same time, he began to channel the terrifying heat in his body towards his fingertips.

But it only lasted for less than a minute, and the white flames in the body went berserk again, like a mad bull running wild in the body, unable to control and guide it at all.

Han Fei's heart trembled, and he hurriedly opened the second page of "The Battle of the Sword King".

It's another weird pose, head down, right and left hands crossed over each other, a parrying pose.

The muscles of his hands kept trembling, and this time white green smoke began to seep out from Han Fei's finger joints, and the burning in his body eased again, and the protruding green tendons in his hands began to return to normal.

This pain relief lasted about three minutes, and halfway through, Han Fei didn't turn the next page for speed.

He didn't know if it would work for the sake of speed, but he knew it wouldn't be a good outcome.

Whether it's relieving pain or practicing this book of "Sword King Wars", it's definitely not a bad thing to practice more and practice for a long time.

Step by step, when this pose doesn't work, he turns the next page.

When Han Fei thought that his body would get better if he continued like this, something happened suddenly.

When he practiced the fifth pose, white green smoke appeared at his wrists, and small white bubbles appeared in the palms of his hands, and the bubbles shattered, revealing the crimson flesh underneath.

Tiny cracks spread out from the flesh and blood, and finally covered Han Fei's entire palms, like a broken porcelain doll, extremely terrifying.

The sudden huge pain made Han Fei's soul tremble a few times, and the cold sweat on his forehead was like a dripping gang, falling down rapidly, and as soon as his clothes were wet, he was evaporated by the terrifying temperature.

At the same time, wisps of white flames poured out from those tiny cracks, enveloping his entire palm in an instant.

Han Fei looked at his palm exaggeratedly, his whole body shook and trembled and leaned against the electronic fence, but he didn't feel how hot the white flame was, he had just come into contact with the barbed wire of the electronic fence, and where his palm touched, the wire directly changed into ashes.

The zombies outside the "......" wall retreated a long way back in fear, and they didn't even rush up to the occasional mutant zombies who were not afraid of death, and they had the intention of tearing Han Fei apart.

Fortunately, the white flame only lasted for a moment, and Han Fei's palm recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the cracks compounded as if they were nourished, and finally the whole hand was as tender as a baby's skin.

The white flame also disappeared.

However, except for the other parts of the body except the palms, the terrifying and exaggerated heat is wantonly surging through the body.

"Again?"

Han Fei's pale face was hard to see the extreme, but he didn't dare to pause in the slightest, and continued to turn the next page of "The Battle of the Sword King".

The pain began to lessen again.

After practicing three more postures, Han Fei's arms burst like palms just now, and then a white flame was generated, which was repaired after a few moments.

Head.

Torso...... And then to the feet.

After practicing twenty postures, Han Fei's entire body seemed to have been remodeled, his skin was tender and could be broken, he clenched his fists, and an unprecedented force filled his body.

At this moment, the white flame in the body, after shuttling through the strange posture, the high temperature that released extremely destructive power suddenly slowly converged, and after a while, the high temperature completely faded, and the white flame transformed into a docile white liquid that penetrated into the blood and bones.

"Stopped......"

The exhausted Han Fei lay beside the electronic fence like this, and through the big hole that was burned out of the electronic fence, he could see that the zombies outside the wall had bypassed this place in fear.

The moment Han Fei lay down, a dazzling white flame popped out from all the cells in his body, and then enveloped his whole body, and in the next moment, all the flames disappeared completely.

"Open the basic information of the body. ”

Han Fei used his only remaining thoughts to move, the pupils of his eyes turned black, and the basic information in his eyes appeared in front of his eyes or in his mind.

Han Fei: Not evolved.

Star Rating: None

Age: 17 Shouyuan: 100

Evolutionary requirement: One hundred genes.

Owns Genes: 10 Genes.

Soul Strength: Yellow Medium

"Alien Fire Bone Spirit (Evolveable)"

The basic information that was originally extremely familiar changed, and the soul strength became medium, especially the last column that suddenly appeared, which caught Han Fei off guard.

Alien Fire Bone Spirit (Evolvable)!