Blood Refining the Sky

When the cultivation civilization collided with the genetic rampage, he became the only "loophole" in the doomsday. When Lin Yu fell from the cliff, his right arm was peeling off flesh and blood inch by inch, and a silver metal skeleton sprouted out. Below, the scarlet carpet devoured the skyscrapers, and the steel and iron bones rotted into skeletons in the slime; the lights of the suspended city in the distance flickered in the blood mist, like a group of ghosts watching indifferently. This was the seventh time he "died" - every time he fell, he would think of the moment when the laboratory exploded, the strange bloody runes in his pupils when Ye Liuli bit his neck, and the whisper of the black-robed old man Qing Yazi: "The time has come, Holy Son." The more people he saves, the less human he becomes. This world is a scam. To cut off reincarnation, you must first become a monster. "Who says the savior can't be a system vulnerability?" "Three Body" level civilization epic × "Cyberpunk 2077" visual impact × "Lord of Mysteries" style identity mystery. In these last days, what he wants to revise is not the exercises, but the theory of evolution itself.