Super God Gene

Hua Ping said that Fang Ming had to worry a little, and he didn't want the gold coin to meet such a strong opponent as soon as it came up.

Between the two of them, it was amazing to see that two people had walked onto the fighting stage, one of them more than three meters tall, all covered in black armor, and it was like a horrible robot cast of steel between each move.

And his opponent, who walked up to him on the other side, although he was a man of stature and wearing purple armor, looked a little thin in front of his opponent.

The black gold spirit roared, and a hammer bigger than a car in his hand. Leaping high against Hansen was a hammer and smashing it down. The momentum was unmatched, as if even a small mountain could be smashed.

Fang Mingzhen looked at Hanson nervously on the stage. Although Hanson was wearing a set of purple armor this time, Fang Mingzheng felt that the other party was the gold coin. There was no mistake, and that feeling could not be described.

But the strength of the other party's black gold spirit is also astonishing. He is also an evolutionist. Naturally, he can see the horror force of the black gold spirit's hammer.

“Your friend seems to be a little slow. He's a power type, too, isn't he? If the power type encounters black gold, it is a bit miserable, black gold has infinite weird power, unless it is the top battle of power in humankind that can barely fight, …” Hua Ping is not finished, but the meaning has become obvious.

Fang Ming saw that the gold coin did not hide and did not summon any weapons. He couldn't help but mention his voice. In a few years, the gold coin was promoted to the second refuge. His strength should not have reached the top of the human race. In the face of such a horrible and strange blow, I am afraid it is a little dangerous.

Watching as the black gold hammer was about to hit Hansen's head, Hansen extended his right punch and went straight for the black hammer on top of his head.

Wah Ping saw Hanson's move and had to shake his head slightly: “Your friend is a little reckless, the power of the black gold spirit...”

Hua Ping's words are not finished, and Hanson's fist has hit the horrible hammer of Black Gold.

Boom!

Just one blast, that horrible black metal hammer was actually blown to pieces by fists and splashed into scattered debris.

For a moment, Huaping and Ming were all stuck. It was almost impossible to imagine what kind of power that fist contained. It was incredible to be able to smash that huge metal hammer with one punch.

In particular, Hua Ping suffered the most shock and shock. He had seen more than a dozen divine wars. He was impressed by this black gold spirit. Although it was not the top power of the spirit, it was nevertheless infinitely weird, combined with indestructible armor. In previous divine wars, several human masters died tragically or were seriously injured under his hammer.

Many divine blood grade blades were directly smashed by the giant hammer, but now the giant hammer is actually smashed by a human punch. This scene is too shocking to believe.

Hua Ping stared at Hanson in the field and forgot to make the note in his hand.

On the fighting stage, Hanson smashed a giant hammer, and the power of the wild beast in his body was still roaring, looking at the amazing black gold spirit opposite him, Hanson stepped out, the strong force directly tore the air, and instantly the room reached the face of the black gold spirit.

The flesh is like a tiger's whistle, and the fist is even more buzzing, blowing away at the face of a black gold spirit.

The Black Gold Spirit shouted and crossed his arms in front of him, trying to block Hanson's punch.

Boom!

Armor, arms, skull, instantly all directly smashed by Hanson's big wheel elephant fist, blood spray between, black gold spirit the body of the broken head arm was bombed out of the fighting platform, fell dozens of meters outside, directly into a stream of light dissipation.

“How is that possible!” Hua Ping stood up violently, and the pen and book in his hand fell to the ground. He stared at Hanson on the stage and his eyes were almost staring out.

One punch!

Such a powerful black gold spirit was directly punched and killed without a single chance. Such power is simply unimaginable. Hua Ping can hardly believe that it would be the power of a human evolutionary.

Fang Ming was surprised and almost shouted out. He didn't expect that gold coins would still be so overwhelming after they reached the shelter of the Second God. It was so bloody hot to blow up a powerful royal spirit.

“Ming Quan, is that man really human?” After Hanson came down, Huaping grabbed Fang Mingquan's hand with excitement and asked.

“Yeah, it's definitely human, that's gold, and it's still a little famous in the league.” Fang Ming was all frightened and hurried to say.

“Really human words... wait... let me have a look..." Huaping already had some incestuous words, touched a few copies on his body, didn't touch his own book, saw the book drop on the ground, hurriedly picked it up.

Turn the book over again. Wa Ping looks at the battle table and writes a drawing on the book. I don't know what the hell he's doing.

Lucky as a flying pen, Mr. Hua has always been in a state of excitement. Every time he writes a name or draws a line, he is full of excitement.

Fang Ming took a closer look at what Huaping wrote in his book, turns out to be the calculation of the watch. It looks like he is calculating the gold coin and what kind of opponent he will encounter next.

“Ten rounds... he won't be better than black gold in ten rounds... this is an opportunity...” Hua Ping blushed and continued to write excitedly.

And the color of excitement on his face was getting stronger. After a while, Hua Ping suddenly stayed there. The excitement and smile on his face disappeared all of a sudden. Some sat down and his eyes were empty. He muttered to himself: “I still can't... I still can't...”

“Wah Lao, what's going on?” Fang Ming asked hastily, and he wondered what the situation was.

“Your friend's luck is pretty good. He has not encountered too many horrible opponents on this journey. Even if there are some spirits stronger than black gold, he still has a few chances. If his luck is any better, he may be able to reach the top 10. It's a pity...” Hua Ping said here, sighing softly: “Unfortunately, in the last battle before the promotion of the top 10 gods, he encountered an opponent that humans cannot currently win. ”

“What kind of opponent?” Fang Ming asked.

“In the previous Fifth Divine War, the Ninth Son of the Light God of the Ten Great Divine Sons of the Realm, although the Son of the Light God only participated in the Divine War, its power was terrible, it was an unimaginable existence of terror for mankind, not a rival that mankind can counteract at all, even the top evolutionist of mankind who unlocked the genetic locks, would be killed directly in front of the Son of the Light God...” Hua Ping smiled bitterly.