Super God Gene

Hanson saw that most people were fleeing. Only a few people surrounded him, such as Yang Manly, Uncle Qing and Xu Yu, summoned the soul of the beast to prepare for battle.

But they were scared at first glance, and even their arms were shaking.

And everyone else is faster than one, and it's no surprise that Hanson, who's been grinding away for a long time, has no self-confidence, and it's normal to react like this when he's in danger.

Hansen has placed them in the ranks of the miscellaneous soldiers. He will definitely not really focus on raising them in the future. Xu Yu is waiting for a few young people. Although he looks very scared, he still hasn't escaped and is surrounded by Hansen.

These people, Hanson, intend to cultivate well, can later be captain or team leader, leading the Goddess Legion of the road horses.

Although they are young and may not have the same physical qualities as the fleeing old men, this is not a problem, and Hanson could have stacked their genes with flesh and blood.

Physical qualities and martial arts cultivation always have a way to improve, but character is not so easy to cultivate. In Hanson's view, Xu Yu these young people are not many talents.

“Back off.” Hanson drank so loudly that Xu Yu and the others retreated to both sides, and he himself rode the golden fur roar and ran straight into the white fur mammoth.

Xu Yu and others looked at Hanson in horror. White fur mammoth is a mutant creature, and power is also the top of the mutant creature. Even Uncle Qing dared not confront White fur mammoth positively. Hanson just rushed over.

Uncle Qing looked at Hansen and mumbled to himself with a voice he could almost only hear himself: “Is it really possible that he is a descendant of instructor Han? ”

Jan Manly opened the bow and arrow, aiming at Mammoth White's eyes, and could support Hanson if necessary.

But the bow and arrow she uses now, the divine blood beast soul bow and arrow from the first shelter, is of little use to the mutant creature of the second shelter, Mammoth White Hair.

The speed of the golden fur roar is undiminished. If it is monolithic, the golden fur roar will not be lost to the white fur mammoth. When the golden fur roar is about to hit the white fur mammoth, it is already as huge as a hill, several sizes bigger than the white fur mammoth.

Compared to the golden fur roar, the white fur mammoth appeared to be slightly smaller, like a newborn elephant versus an adult elephant.

Boom!

The two beasts hit each other hard, and the golden fur roar was bigger than the white fur mammoth, but did not take advantage of it, almost simultaneously with the white fur mammoth several steps back.

“Ho!” the golden fur roared unwillingly. It existed as an absolute king in the first refuge, and no one could stop it from sharply. Now it is backed by a white fur mammoth, which makes it very angry.

The white-haired mammoth also found the roar and ran into the gold-haired roar again.

Boom!

Two ancient beastly guys collided again, making unimaginable and terrible noises, and the glaciers around them were split apart by shocks and snowflakes were splashing everywhere.

Boom! Boom!

Golden fur roars and white fur mammoths spelled out real fire, no one would give in half, and the collision of fate was like two bulls desperate for mating rights.

Xu Yu, they were all foolish to look at, riding them too many times, but I haven't seen a mount that can hardly imagine being tough with a foreign creature.

Normal rides are simply not aggressive or aggressive against the enemy, but obviously this giant golden lion rides a bit differently.

Those who fled, saw what was happening here, slowly stopped running, and looked incredibly at the golden roar that collided with the white fur mammoth.

“It's a mutant creature, Mammoth. What's with the ride? Can it be a mutant ride with a mammoth with white hair? Even a mutant mount can't be as rigid with a foreign creature as this! ”

Everyone's face has become extremely strange and their eyes are incredibly complicated to look at.

Indeed, as they thought, if they changed to another ride, even the second shelter's mutant ride would not dare do so with the white fur mammoth.

Riding is riding. Once you become riding the soul of an animal, no matter how fierce the original alien creature is, you lose its ferocity. It's like a lion turns into a herbivore. In addition to its powerful physique, it no longer has the ability to tear down such predators.

Only the golden fur roar is different. Although it is a horseman's soul, it still retains some ferocity, and its body is extremely strong. Although it has lost some of its ability to attack, such a terrible body size alone is not able to counteract ordinary aliens.

Hansen sighed in his heart. After all, the golden fur roar was only the superdivine creature of the first refuge. Although special, it was limited by its helpless physique. After all, it was a little less than the white fur mammoth.

Watching as the golden fur grows unable to resist the impact of the white fur mammoth, he was hit one time farther back than once, making an angry howl, even Hanson couldn't help but be a little silent.

Remotely thinking about that big golden roar in the heavens and the earth, nobody could stop its claw-wise hegemony, now the golden roar beast soul is really a little too boring.

“If the black crystal can truly evolve the beast soul of the first shelter into the beast soul of the second shelter, the next must first evolve the golden fur.” Hansen's mind implied that he could not have seen this once invincible king and beast suffer such a grievance.

In Hansen's heart, he did not continue to look at the golden fur roar colliding with the white fur mammoth. In the moment when the golden fur roar collided with the white fur mammoth again, Hansen jumped from the top of the head of the golden fur roar and seemed to rush towards the white fur mammoth like a meteor.

White-haired mammoths have stronger physical qualities than gold-haired roars, but under the impact, although not as wolfed as gold-haired roars, they were still stung by the body.

And just at this moment, Hanson had rushed into his eyes, holding the ancient wolf dagger in his hand, and the whole person instantly penetrated the wheel-sized eye.

Ho!

White-haired mammoth's forefoot rose and her eyes bled into a river, screaming in shock.

But the next second, the white furry mammoth's belly suddenly cut a big mouth out of it, and a bloody human shadow washed out of it.

Boom!

White-haired mammoths fell and splashed ice and snow. The bloody man didn't look at the body of the white-haired mammoths. He wiped his dagger and walked toward the crowd.

Almost no one can forget the images of this moment, the immense alien creature that died and the bloody figure, which became eternal and engraved in the memories of all.