Super God Gene

Ning Yue didn't stop Hanson, but sent someone to keep up with him.

Although Hanson felt he was being followed, he didn't mean to leave, as usual, and drove all the way back to the Steel Armor Shelter.

After receiving the news, Ning Yue couldn't help but frown: “Has he really not hunted the foreign creature? ”

The flesh of the foreign creature was at least three or four hundred kilos, so it was impossible for Hanson to eat it in such a short time, but if he hid it, he should not go back to the steel armor shelter.

After all, the flesh is easily rotten. If he hides the flesh, so that he can go back to the steel armor shelter, even if he comes back, the flesh is already rotten and cannot be eaten.

“If he hadn't slaughtered the alien, where would he have gone?” Ning Yue always felt something was wrong there, but she couldn't think of anything wrong.

Hanson rushed all the way back to the Steel Armor Shelter, thinking about where he was going to hunt down several divine blood creatures, so that his divine blood genes could be filled up quickly, and the Golden Sandworm King could turn into a state of battle as soon as possible.

“Let's go to the White Devil Big Gobi.” Hansen also remembered the god-blooded fox king and the god-blooded black feather king, which were used to make up for the golden sandworm king.

Hanson always wanted to kill the Bloody Fox King, but he never had a chance. He couldn't kill when he couldn't. He couldn't find it when he could.

As for the Black Feather King of Divine Blood, it is a divine blood creature capable of producing rare wings of the soul of the Divine Blood Beast. It is a pity that Hanson was not able to kill it last time.

If you can get the beast soul of the Black Feather King of Divine Blood, Hanson can sell the wings of the Purple Feather Scale Dragon. After all, this thing is a little too eye-catching and has seen too many people.

With a decision in mind, Hanson did not return to the steel armor shelter and went straight to the White Devil's Big Gobi.

“Foxes... Blackfeathered Beasts... Come Out...” Hansen rode King Golden Sandworm into the Great Desert.

Though not yet transformed into a state of battle, King Golden Sandworm is already huge and travels much faster on the sand than Meow Jun.

The next time he entered the Great Gobi of the White Devil, Hanson had the feeling that there was no way in heaven that he could have been chased by the Divine Blood Fox King. If he met it now, however cunning he might have been, he could have shot it with just one arrow.

Soon after Hanson entered the White Devil Desert, he saw a lot of foreign bodies on Gobi, and it looked like someone had walked this way.

Hanson was hesitating to take a different direction, but heard foreign creatures roaring and humans shouting from afar. He saw that the distance was not far away, and Hanson rode King Golden Sandworm that way.

Not too far away, Hanson saw that the group was hunting alien creatures, but Yuanxiao and Qingxiao led the team to hunt sandstone snakes.

The Golden Sand Bug King was so eye-catching that Yuanxiao and Qing Xiaoyuan saw the Golden Sand Bug King from afar. They recognized that it was Hanson's pet and took a slight breath of relief, but because they were hunting the sandstone snake herd, they could not be distracted, just more diligently killing the sandstone snake.

Hanson arrived nearby and saw Yuan Shaohe and Qingqing, a group of more than a dozen of them, went in and out in an orderly fashion, like trained soldiers, more than enough to deal with the sandstone snake herd, watched on the sand dunes next to him, and did not join the regiment.

Watching the massacre of Quartet Yuanxiao and Qingxiao, Hansen felt like another world. At the time, he had brought two people who had just entered the steel armor shelter. At that time, they were both complete rookies, but now they had grown up to be masters who could stand in their way. Hansen couldn't help but shush a little.

“Am I old?” Hanson touched his chin, slippery and tender, which reminded me that he was only twenty years old.

And because of the cultivation of "Ice Skin Jade Bone Surgery", the skin is as delicate as that of a girl, even if the wind and sun continue to blow in the wild these days, there is still not much improvement, still so tender and white.

“But it's a troublesome thing, and the characteristics are a little too obvious.” Hanson was a little distressed that if his dick hadn't stayed strong every morning, he had some doubts that he would have become a delicate woman to continue practicing.

Even so, Hanson now looks like a seventeen or eighteen year old, extremely sophisticated and handsome teenager, how not because his contours are very rigid and masculine, it is really possible to be mistaken for a woman, after all, it is too rare for a man to have such skin.

“Brother Sam, why are you here?” While Hanson was touching his chin, Yuan Shaohe Qingzhou had led the team to kill all the sandstone snakes and walked towards Hanson.

“We intend to hunt down some divine blood creatures deep in the White Devil's Desert and replenish the divine genes as soon as possible. I didn't expect to meet you here.” Hansen jumped off King Golden Sandworm's back and said with a smile.

“Brother Sam is going deep in the desert? Well, take our insight and we'll follow Brother Sam. You see, we will never rob foreign creatures.” Qing Young Baba looked at Hanson and said.

“Okay, just go with it, there's nothing you can't rob, everyone can do it, that's also more interesting.” Hanson smiled and said.

Hanson was thinking, “I'm so sorry about Young Master Yuan Shaoqing. Mutations and all that make you grab joy. Oh, God's blood doesn't have your share. ”

Now Hansen has the Divine Blood Bow and the Divine Blood Arrow. With his arrow technique and power, the ordinary divine blood creature can't even withstand the power of his arrow. How could he be robbed of the Divine Blood by the source? There is still confidence in Hansen.

“Ha ha, then we'll be fine. Don't be angry with Brother Sam when he grabs your blood.” Qing Shuao smiled.

“There's nothing to be angry about, I'm not that close to a great success, not in a hurry in a couple of days. Besides, it's not easy for you to take blood from me. If you really have that skill, I'm glad it's not too late, and you won't be angry.” Hanson laughed.

“It's not that big of a success, not to mention that you haven't.” One of the younger members of their team, with a flat head, looked like a seventeen to eighteen year old boy with his mouth shut, seemed very dissatisfied with the way Hanson treated them as children.

“It wasn't that big of a deal, it was two years ahead of you.” Hanson saw Yuan Shao and Qing Shao give him a look, and he didn't mean to compare himself to such a little friend, he said with a smile.

“Two years early is right, but strength doesn't necessarily have to be strong. Now that you've said everything is fine, let's see which of us can hunt the Divine Blood first.” Juveniles are still somewhat unrelenting.

“Sure.” Nor was Hanson angry, smiling and nodding.