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Seventy percent of the power of the previous strike from Son of Light had directly struck Yan Yun until his life and death was unknown.

Later, he successfully stood up, and his strength greatly increased.

This process looked simple, but Yan Yun had actually experienced a life and death battle.

What made him fortunate was that Son of Light only used seventy percent of his strength in that attack. If he had used his full strength, he would have died instantly without being able to circulate the [Cloud Break Battle Art].

There is no such thing as' if 'in this world. Yan Yun did not die, but it was equivalent to him dying.

Why do you say that?

The biggest reason was not because of Son of Light, but because of the danger Yan Yun faced when he broke through to the "Qi Character Formula".

The moment he broke through to the "Qi Character Formula", it was as if the prehistoric gene in his body was attracted, or perhaps the two enemies had met and a great battle had erupted within his body.

The two were evenly matched, but Yan Yun's consciousness was like a strand of straw on the balance. Whichever side he leaned towards, would obtain victory, and the other side would be suppressed.

Would the prehistoric gene let his consciousness go under such circumstances? It was obviously impossible for him to control Yan Yun's consciousness and gain the right to win.

If the prehistoric gene really got its wish, Yan Yun would completely become a tool that only knew how to kill.

The process of breaking through was extremely dangerous, King Wanshang had warned him of this back then, but Yan Yun had no other choice. In the end, his willpower was not bad, and successfully blocked the prehistoric gene.

However, the prehistoric gene only released a very small amount of energy, and it was not completely suppressed.

Under these circumstances, Yan Yun was not suitable to fight. He needed a period of time to calm down, and only after he completely suppressed this small amount of energy that originated from the prehistoric gene, would he be able to do as he pleased in battle.

However, when he saw that Jing Ruo was injured because of him. How could Yan Yun care so much? A rage rose in his heart, and without hesitation he charged towards Son of Light.

The him of that time seemed to be fighting at all costs, but in reality, he had held back. He was not truly crazy, and the madness on the surface was only the appearance of his battle.

But when the Son of Light erupted with suppression, Yan Yun was no longer his match, and thought of how he was going to lose to others, Yan Yun was truly unwilling from the bottom of his heart.

At this time, the prehistoric gene that was not completely suppressed bounced back, and after that small wave of energy, it once again erupted with an unparalleled power, causing "Qi Character Formula" to be instantly suppressed. Yan Yun's eyes revealed a blank look, in order to not let his promise be lost, Yan Yun once again erupted completely.

A man has his ways and his ways. Yan Yun did not regret his decision.

With an indescribable speed, Yan Yun pressed his palm towards Son of Light's chest. At the same time, the power of the prehistoric gene in his body seemed to have been summoned, as it roared out, and rushed into Son of Light's body along his arm.

Both of them had prehistoric gene s as well, but Yan Yun's prehistoric gene s were very demonic and the Son of Light's prehistoric gene s were very pure.

If it was said that the Son of Light and the Child of Darkness Cold-Air Disillusionment were enemies because of their different positions, then the hostility between Yan Yun and the Son of Light originated from their very essence.

The strength of the prehistoric gene in their bodies were completely opposite. The moment they met, an unusual battle broke out.

At the same time the demonic prehistoric gene's power rushed into Son of Light's body, the pure prehistoric gene's power from his body also roared out. This was a battle of prehistoric gene s, both Yan Yun and Son of Light were incapable of fighting.

From his appearance, Yan Yun had one hand on Son of Light's chest, and the two stood face to face. No one moved, as if they were "discussing" about something.

Cold-Air Disillusionment's eyes lit up. Even though he did not see the reason, but with his eyesight, he still saw some clues. Doesn't that mean my chance has come?

Cold-Air Disillusionment laughed out loud as he raised his weapon and rushed towards Son of Light.

However, while wishes were beautiful, reality was cruel. Cold-Air Disillusionment was ten meters away from the two of them, and a strange force directly sent him flying.

Bang ~ ~

Cold-Air Disillusionment landed on the ground in shock, his face full of confusion.

As for Yan Yun and Son of Light, one of them almost died from happiness, and the other nearly died from depression.

Yan Yun was the one who almost died from happiness, and the one who almost died from depression was Guang Ming.

The prehistoric gene erupted into a huge battle, but the battlefield was inside the Son of Light's body. This way, no matter who won, the Son of Light would feel terrible and die.

The battlefield was his body. A great battle of prehistoric gene s posed no danger to Yan Yun at all, but to him, it was completely different. If their bodies were to be destroyed, Son of Light would have to die with grievance.

This time, Yan Yun did not rely on his willpower to restrain the prehistoric gene in his body anymore, and instead guided it into Son of Light's body.

On the other hand, Son of Light did the same thing. His only chance of survival was to suppress the demonic prehistoric gene, otherwise, not only would he live a life worse than death, he would also become a killing machine under Yan Yun.

The incomparably noble Son of Light turned into a killing machine under Yan Yun? Just thinking about it was fascinating.

But since the Son of Light was the next successor to the Church of Light, he could not possibly be so weak. He had opened the prehistoric gene much earlier than Yan Yun, so not only was he more capable of using this power than Yan Yun, he had also opened more gene chain than Yan Yun.

As a result, Yan Yun was unable to gain an advantage, and he also realised what was happening, which made him feel extremely helpless.

The perplexed look in his eyes slowly faded as Yan Yun escaped from his control of the prehistoric gene. This situation was already within his expectations. Demonic prehistoric gene would need to use all of its strength to deal with the pure prehistoric gene, so it did not have the energy to take care of him.

BOOM!

Son of Light's straight body trembled, then the two of them completely separated.

The moment they separated, without saying a word, Son of Light started soaring in the sky with two pairs of milky white wings on his back. He then looked at Yan Yun in shock.

However, the shock only lasted for a moment, after that Son of Light regained his composure.

"Can't beat him?"

Yan Yun was a little depressed. The demonic prehistoric gene had failed, but he was not discouraged because the number of demonic prehistoric gene in his body could not be compared to the Son of Light's prehistoric gene.

However, in terms of the quality of the individual, it was definitely much higher.

Although he couldn't control the Son of Light, he still frightened the other party. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to use that pair of wings to fly away the moment he separated from the Son of Light.

Yan Yun was very unwilling to accept this, as he looked towards the Son of Light who was leaking out a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Wings?" I have one too. " After Yan Yun finished speaking, the clothes on his back were torn, and he similarly grew a pair of wings.

However, Yan Yun's expression instantly froze.

"Ugh …"

F * ck!" Wings? "Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, what are your chicken wings?" "He pointed at the pair of" wings "on Yan Yun's back and laughed.

Not only him, even the usually calm Jing Ruo had burst out laughing.

Yan Yun couldn't see his "wings", but he could feel them.

"Wings" do exist, but it isn't much bigger than a chicken wing …

Its body was too small, and it continuously flapped its wings behind his back. However, it was unable to fly him.

Yan Yun was secretly depressed in his heart! He had almost dug a hole on the beach to bury himself in.

Earlier, he only felt something strange on his back and it was a very strange feeling. He told Yan Yun that he also had a pair of wings. Thus, when he saw the Son of Light's beautiful and illusory milky-white wings carrying him up into the sky, Yan Yun also wanted to fly up and continue to battle with him.

However, he hadn't thought that his wings would actually be no bigger than a chicken wing …

When they looked at Son of Light's wings again, they were completely snow-white. The water chestnut was flickering with a sparkling and translucent luster, as if it was a gem in a fantasy. It was likely that all the girls would reveal an expression of love when they saw these wings.

Looking at Yan Yun's own bare wings, he could vaguely see some dark black fur. Other than that, he was really no different from a chicken wings.

He looked too poor, Yan Yun could not bear to lose such a person, so he hurriedly withdrew his wings. He went back to find a place with no people and stood in front of the mirror to study.