Super God Gene

Because he's the king of hundreds of thousands of wolves, it shouldn't be hard to find out.

In fact, it's also easy to find. In less than two days, Jan Manly has given Hansen the information. The wolf herd is easy to find, but to kill the wolf king from hundreds of thousands of wolves, it has to have real strength.

“This is a gift from God for me!” Hanson looked at Jan Manly's findings and, without saying anything, just prepared something to go.

Without Wang Aerospace, he feared taking Wang Aerospace instead of moths.

The kings of the general population are not wrong to be powerful, but compared to some superdivine creatures that rely solely on the body, their physical strength will be slightly weaker, but intellectually stronger.

And for Hanson, this is a great opportunity, because with little silver, he can get rid of those wolves and fight alone with Wolf King.

Han Senxing rushed to the northern prairie to see what the power of the Red Flame Dragon Clash was.

The wolves were so huge, Hanson had a little inquiry nearby and found out what was going on with the wolves. He chased them directly. He was going to try to kill the Wolves before Lu Hui did it.

Hanson chased the wolves almost day and night and finally found them.

It looks like a common gray wolf, but the population is too large. In order not to let the wolf king escape, Hanson took the silver and went directly to the heartland of the wolf. All the gray wolves fled far along the way, and nobody dared to come near Hanson and them.

Hanson walked nearly a hundred miles and finally saw the Wolf King on a small hill, seemingly blind, the gray wolf, not too big in size, just like a normal wolf, with no special attribute on his body to beat the force, apart from a strange blue mark on his forehead, he could hardly see the difference between it and the ordinary gray wolf in the wolf herd.

When Hanson saw it, he was lying on the grass of a hill, looking at Hanson with his eyes closed from a hill that was never quite high.

“No wonder Lu Hui they want to hit the Wolf King's idea, this guy looks so ordinary.” Hanson directly summoned the Red Flame Dragon Clash, more than two meters long and weirdly resembling a large gun, and was single-handedly held by Hanson, on which the Red Flame rose and appeared to be extremely dominant.

But before Hanson could kill the Wolf King, he saw the Wolf King rise from the hill and howl from the sky.

“My little gray, don't scream, even if it's a broken throat, there won't be wolves to save you.” Hanson looked at the Wolf King howling and had to laugh.

But the next second, Hanson's smile stuck to his face.

Hearing the roar of wolves from all sides, the Mile Mountain River is a wolf shadow Sensen, countless pairs of ghost-eyed wolves flashing around, the crowds of gray wolves coming from all over.

“Impossible! How can these gray wolves not be afraid of the smell of silver fighting?” Hansen's heart was shocked. Hundreds of thousands of wolves, among them there are not many mutant gray wolves, and there are not a few great wolves of divine blood class. Even if Hansen stood there and let Hansen kill, Hansen could not kill them all.

Soon, however, Hanson understood the reason, only to see the blue imprint on Wolf King's forehead flashing, and the ordinary grey wolf's eyes seemed to be crossed by a layer of blue light, even the original grey fur, was slightly blue.

Rage, brutality, brutality, all sorts of words used to describe the image of the wolf, are now entirely usable on them.

The wolf king still stood on the hill and watched Hansen quietly. Around him, a dozen god-blooded gray wolves came up and stood behind him on each side.

Without any hesitation, Hanson summoned his wings and fled. He was a creature capable of killing the Divine Blood Grade, but his physical qualities were stronger than those of ordinary Divine Blood creatures, who were just as capable of hurting him.

Plus the horrible number of wolves and wolves, let alone Hanson himself, even the queen and uncle have to run away and have no chance of winning at all.

Hanson had just flown up and saw the Wolf King howling again. The blue imprint on his forehead was even brighter. Those grey bodies actually had a blue glow.

Ow!

A gray wolf stepped up, and it actually went wildly towards Hansen. An ordinary gray wolf without wings actually had the power to walk in the sky.

A swarm of wolves like a tsunami, howling at Hanson.

Hanson's heart had been shocked. He knew he still underestimated Wolf King. It was a race king, a superdivine creature. How could it be ordinary?

Now Hanson realizes that the superdivine creature that leads a race in survival can never be worse than the solo superdivine creature, or even more terrifying in some ways.

The last time Hansen saw Lu Hui commanding the human cavalry to surround the bone elephant, but this time instead he commanded the wolf pack to surround him. The wolf king didn't even mean to do it, but only ordered the tidy gray wolf to hunt down Hansen.

The Red Flame Dragon violently waved in Hansen's hands, but the wolves were not afraid at all. One of them had a blue halo, and the grey wolf with the blue light in his eyes went to Hansen.

The red flame storm dragon gust swept one by one, several grey wolves were directly thrown out, the flames burned on their bodies, the burning skin was coarse black, but the grey wolves who could climb, despite the flames on their bodies, still violently pounded on Hanson.

Kill! Kill!

Hanson was slaughtered by flaming dragons. He didn't know how many grey wolves he had killed. He was desperate to break out of the siege of the wolves.

But the more the wolves killed, there was no end at all. Good thing Hansen practiced the spell of eternal life and embraced Yuan Yang Gong. His energy was constant. He slashed more than a hundred miles across, leaving behind a few coke black wolves, but still did not rush out of the siege of the wolves.

Hanson finds that the vast majority of what he kills are ordinary gray wolves, with a predominance of primitive gray wolves, but he has no choice.

These grey wolves are simply like trained soldiers, killing Hansen in a battlefield pattern, and even Hansen can't do it if he wants to kill those advanced grey wolves.

Silver had been lying still on Hanson's shoulder, just staring cold at Wolf King's direction, seemingly on guard against something.

But the Wolf King didn't chase him, at least Hanson didn't see the Wolf King, but these grey wolves don't know what to do, they're still so tough to die, and they can cope with all the changes Hanson made in a timely manner.

Two or three hundred miles out, just as Hanson thought he was going to die of being trapped alive by these gray wolves, the wolves gradually spread apart, and when the large wolves were few, they completely retreated.

At a time when Hanson was taking a deep breath of relief, he heard a rumbling sound not far away. Only on the other side of the prairie was the swarm of horses running like clouds. A magnificent horse king clapped his angelic wings and was touring the heavens and the earth himself.