Super God Gene

Hanson became more and more confused, but the man was dead, completely cutting off the breath of life, and it was impossible to tell him any more answers.

Thinking about the tip the man had just pointed at his own pocket, Hanson hurried to his pocket in his battle suit and might have some clue.

Battlesuits made of special materials, unless subjected to extreme external forces, do not rot in the ordinary wind and sun, and the uniforms remain intact.

Hanson's hand touched the inside of the pocket and found something in it. Some of it looked like thin leather, and his hands were soft and tight, and he couldn't say what kind of leather it was.

Remove the item, it is a piece of leather. There is a square and large piece of skin two feet away. I can't see what animal skin it is. After treatment, it turned some wax yellow. There are a lot of small words on the bloody flyhead. On the far left side of the skin, there is a pattern of blood beast attached to the beginning and tail, distinguished by the pattern of Nine Life Blood Cat.

On the far right side of the skin, there is a relatively large line of words that says "Blood Nerves".

“Blood Lifestyle Nerves"? ”Hansen was slightly surprised that Blood Lifestyle Nerves was fundamental to the previous cult of Blood Lifestyle, which recorded the teachings of Blood Lifestyle and some religious myths.

Later, after Haematology was characterized as a cult, Haematological Nerves was also destroyed as a forbidden book, and most people now know only that scripture, but not many have seen it.

Hanson was somewhat disappointed that Blood Nerves was just a religious book. He wasn't going to believe in blood teachings. It was useless to hold this book.

He really doesn't understand why this man even showed the "blood nerves" in his pocket before he died.

“Is he a fanatical cult?” Hansen's mind speculated and watched the Blood Lifestyle Nerve slightly.

However, Hanson's eyes widened in astonishment at this glance. Where is this religious book, it is clearly a practice of breathing technique.

Though only partially seen, Hanson's insight shows that it is a very subtle breathing technique, which is not inferior even to glacial jade osteotomy.

However, Hanson also looked at it a few times and found that it was purely a practice. There was nothing else, so he carefully put away the leather.

Now is not the time to look at these things, Hanson put away his skin and then touched the man again, and found nothing else useful.

The little angel was still at war with the fairy, and it seemed hard to tell the difference between winning and losing. Hanson thought about it, digging a hole in the ice wall next to him, placing the man in it, and sealing it with ice.

Outside is the big desert, and if we take his body out, it won't be long before it turns into a skeleton.

Hanson can tell Qin Xuan and let the Qin family see if this man is the elder of their Qin family, and if he is Qin Huaizhen.

After burying the man, Hanson refocused on the battlefield. Although the sword of the little angel was unusually sharp, the little fairy did not show weakness, but the little body burst with horrible power, rolling the ice and snow dance, one strike with the sword of the little angel, and a very beautiful crushed snowflake erupted.

Hanson raised a peacock crossbow and fired two more arrows at the fairy, but it was basically useless and she moved too fast to avoid the crossbow easily.

However, Hanson discovered that the fairy was fast and physically powerful, but her main attack was the smell of ice and snow, and she could not help the angel if the smell of ice and snow could not hurt the person.

Hanson saw that the peacock crossbow was useless, so he summoned the red flame storm dragon protrusion again. Only this guy had a chance to restrain the fairy. If he chopped her directly while she couldn't stop him, he might be able to hurt her.

Hanson's eyes stared dead at the fairy's movements, while unlocking the genetic lock with the Hole Xuan scripture, watching the breath flow inside the fairy.

It is true that there is a clear breath circulating in her body, not a piece of chaos. It should be a supergod second generation or something. It makes Hanson's heart itch more and more. Hate cannot kill her immediately, so as to absorb her life genetic essence.

But the little fairy was so cute that some people couldn't help but kill her.

Little angel has no pity for Xiangxiaoyu's mood, big sword constantly waved, once and for all fiercely confronted the little fairy.

Hanson's memory simulates the fairy's breath flow, watching her every move, hoping to predict her movement trajectory, coming up unexpectedly, may have a chance to kill her.

After more than an hour, Hanson finally fully simulated the fairy's breath circulation technique, and tried it, his breath suddenly turned into brown ice, pure cold power.

Unfortunately, Hanson can't punch out this icy smell like a leprechaun. It's only useful if the body touches each other.

After watching for a while, Hanson finally grabbed an opportunity. At a moment when the fairy was chopped out by the sword of the little angel, Hanson's red flame storm dragon clash also smashed out.

The hundreds of elephants roared in the flesh, infinite power poured into the storm dragon clash, turned into a whipping flame whip, harshly sucked on the little fairy flying in the air.

The little body of the fairy was suddenly smoked out like a leather ball, but there was no flame burning on her body, and the snow and ice on her stood against the flames of the Red Flame Dragon Clash.

Boom!

The leprechaun's body crashed into the ice, and the thick cold ice crashed out of a big hole. Soon, he saw the leprechaun's anger rush from the inside.

The fairy seemed to really hate Hansen so much that between the wings vibrated, it turned into a running water rush towards Hansen.

Hanson turned around and ran. He had just used the strongest dragon elephant strike. Even so, he didn't have the ability to traumatize the fairy. Now that he is weak, he is not an adversary for the fairy.

Little angel plugged in, resisted the fairy, Hanson ran away with the little silver head, and there was no good in staying. Think back and let her recover before she comes to war.

Fortunately, there was a little angel involved, and the little fairy couldn't catch up with Hansen either. He could only watch Hansen escape into the bamboo forest and quickly go away.

However, the fairy did not give up the chase, while avoiding the angel's entanglement, and chased it in the direction of Hanson's escape, with no intention of giving up.

Hanson could only continue to flee the outside, until he reached the place where he first came in, but saw that the two-tailed purple scorpion was eating bamboo and cypress outside the bamboo forest.

“Why so bad this time?” Hansen called himself bitter.