Chapter 1100: Variation!

"Boom Boom, Boom Boom, Boom Boom ..."
Mo Xiaoshen felt extremely painful. Every shock came to her and caused a substantial impact on her. There was an urge to vomit blood.
She is not the one who hasn't seen the giant warrior. In the era of God Realm galloping, she once killed an imperial warlord. Although the Warprint Giants at that time were very primitive and not as complete as the Warprint Giants of this era, many features were common.
"What the hell! This kid hides a god-level warrior giant, attacking once more than tyranny. Huh, the human race is just a humble existence doped with a little genetic fragment of our ancient dragon family, can it reach this level? In the long years of sealing me, the old guys behind have come out again and have a plot? "Mo Xiaosha quickly thought about several possibilities while resisting the shock.
Speaking of her, her bloodline is more pure than that of the goddess of space, Safir, and the goddess of time is a split body of Safir. A long time ago, she split a second time and turned into a goddess of beginning and end.
They all benefit from the ancient blood of the ancient dragon, but the ending is very miserable, and they are the objects of repression. It was still good to be suppressed. Many gods with blood veins of ancient dragons in their bodies were knocked to the ground, and they could never recover.
Mo Xiaoshen smelled a similar breath on Luo Yang, but Taikoo Shenlong was spreading genes all over the year. In the era when she was in the world, she was very spitting on this kind of kind. If it weren't for his peculiar people, and her seal years were long enough, otherwise she would not associate with the old guys behind her.
"Boom ..." A more terrifying shock came, Mo Xiaoshen's thoughts were disrupted at once, and it felt like the world was turning, and I could never imagine that the shock could be strengthened. What is going on?
"Boom Boom ..."
The war-pattern giant beats the ground non-stop, in this way venting the excess power in the body. The space of Haoru Yuanhai is transmitted in a dark and energetic way, and it is injected into the body while polishing the battle pattern.
At this moment, the giant Warrior was shining all over the body, and it was so dazzling that he even retreated from the sense of god. Luo Yang can only rely on his feelings to build a skeleton for the giant Warsword, and then simulate the bleeding meat.
At a micro level, this is an unimaginably vast project. Fortunately, Luo Yang used himself as a template to establish the initial war pattern stacking chain model, and only needed to "supervise the work."
The giant body of the Battleprint Giant is becoming more and more substantial, enlarged from 100 meters to 1000 kilometers, then expanded to 10,000 meters, and then hit 100,000 meters.
Luo Yang was a little surprised when he broke through the height of 100,000 meters. He didn't think that the limit of the giant Warrior was so terrifying that it caused a short supply and demand situation in the vast infinite space. However, the short supply situation lasted only a few seconds, and then a mountain tsunami came out.
"Black and white pupil power, suppress!"
Luo Yang shouted, his muscles swelled up, and he would explode and die if he didn't cut back on the dark space as soon as possible.
The giant of the war pattern reaches 180,000 meters, and both eyes suddenly emit black and white beams. The magnificent body rattles and rattles. It constantly vents its stomach fire through stomping its feet, and the war patterns in the body are folded under the suppression of the giant force.
This process is simpler than stacking paper, and superimposing the already dense war pattern twice.
Xu Yu, the 180,000-meter-tall giant shrank rapidly. In order to cheer the black-and-white pupils, Luo Yang controlled the giant to raise his fists, thundered and thumped his chest and whole body, which was also the process of condensing black and white pupils.
Within a few breaths, the giant warrior shrunk to 10,000 meters, then the kilometer, hundred meters, ten meters, and reached the normal height before stopping.
It seems that this is Luo Yang, but the whole body is extremely deep, and it seems that he has to look in or move to other places at any time.
Outside the refining pot, Luo Yang breathed a sigh of relief, relaxed his whole body, and laughed: "Okay, the source body has been created. Using this body as the source, I devour the dark space."
As soon as the words fell, the giant Warsword changed, and a pair of young golden wings were drawn from behind.
In order to build these pairs of wings, a new force system must be condensed in the body. This is Luo Yang's method, adding things to a limited canvas, using mutations to generate plug-ins similar to cloaks, adding as many as you can, so as to eliminate the power of arbitration caused by God's will.
As the golden wings condensed and grew, the giant of war pattern grew from the height of ordinary people to three meters.
After being compressed, the Warstriker giant consumes tens of thousands of times of space for every point of expansion, but the filling speed is particularly fast. Just the engraving will make the back wings become condensed and produce a metallic texture.
"Come again!"
Luo Yang concentrated his energy and gave birth to the golden dragon horns on the head of the giant Warsword. This is not to look good, but to hit the air.
In order to stabilize the dragon's horn, it is necessary to continuously strengthen the bone layer and cortex of the head, and also to set up the hidden deltoid muscle at the neck. The whole impact system came down, it was quite laborious, and it was quite laborious. Luo Yang is relaxed, because he only needs to add a mutation intention, even if the mutation process is very difficult, for example, the pair of dragon horns collapsed several times, but created a dark window to vent the space.
"Hey, it should be like this. Biological mutation consumes the most energy. When the mutation reaches a certain level, it is evolution, so let the dark energy come even more violent! It's no big deal. Lao Tzu builds a monster."
The wings and angles were stabilized. In order to increase the stability when moving the figure, a tail with a tip like an anchor was added.
Luo Yang thought that this tail is no big deal. Who wants to be more difficult to form than the wings and feet, it is collapsed again and again.
It has failed more than nine hundred times before and after, and this has reached the perfect mode. The tail strokes behind the body like a snake, and occasionally lifts a slight spatial ripple.
It was this tail that made Luo Yang feel how much of the divine intent that engulfed the Divine Lord's coat of arms into the war pattern.
"The lying trough ~ EbookFREE.me ~ has only consumed three thousandths so far. Below this consumption, there is no sense of fluctuations. I thought it was finished!"
"Come, consume the space and try your best! Generate a third eye!" Luo Yang continued to add things to the limited canvas, because the speed of the space and the fast consumption was fast, and the height of the Warrior Giant stayed at three meters, and did not continue to increase. This is a good sign. There is an intuition that you must stop when the height of the giant warrior reaches 100 meters again, otherwise it will cause great trouble to yourself.
The third eye looks complicated, but it is much better constructed than the tail. This phenomenon is a little weird, but there is no time to think. The following is to build the scale armor and increase the defense force.
"The wings are there, the dragon's horn tail, and the third eye is now. It is now scale armor. There is no way to make the war-text giant turn into a monster better than me in order to save his life."
"Get the arm out again, four hands are stronger than two hands. Then the arm bones will grow, and the arm will protrude to form a bone knife, how fierce and how come."
After more than ten minutes, Luo Yang's complexion was ugly, and he wailed in his heart: "It's over, it only consumes nine ten thousandths, not even one thousandth. No, the giant Warrior can't eat it anymore. Consumption of space is dark. "