Super God Gene

Hanson suddenly stopped, turning to stare at the spirits like emperors, his whole body tightened.

Instead of wanting to keep going up, he had a palpitation in his heart that had been locked in by the spirits, and as soon as he moved a little, he would bring in a terrorist attack unimaginable to the spirits.

But standing still, the horrible smell of the spirit kept climbing, and by the time she did, it would be a shocking blow, and Hanson was not sure he could escape completely.

Although he can predict to a certain extent, if the speed of the opponent does not allow him time to react, then the prediction is useless.

Now the rising breath of the spirits gives him this horrible feeling.

“Damn it!” Hanson's cold sweat has dripped uncontrollably down his forehead, watching the spiritual power continue to climb, but he has no choice.

“Spell it.” There is no other way for Hanson to conceive, desperately gather his strength, gather his thunderous fists, and prepare to forcibly take the horrible blow of the spirits.

Hanson did not believe that the spirit could do it again for a second time in a horrible attack like this, so long as he could carry on with this blow, he would still have a chance.

Even if it doesn't go on, at best, the armor, the Magic Beast and the Stone Armor Demon Print are destroyed, and with his current physical qualities, coupled with so many beast soul protectors, it shouldn't be possible to be killed directly.

Boom!

When Hanson concentrated all his strength on his fist, he saw the all-over black flame burn, a spirit like the Emperor of Witches, suddenly his body moved.

She was in a position where the space collapsed and distorted, and then she saw the alien body disappear directly, as if it had been sucked into the collapsed space, and just disappeared.

Hanson's pupils shrunk sharply, this time he could not catch the movement trajectory of the alien spirit, but his heart was tremendously palpitating, and his spiritual consciousness was madly warning him that great terror was coming.

Boom!

Hanson ignored it, directly punched away, the silver thunder on his fist blossomed, blowing up a few shots of air, the electricity spread in the air, the horrible thunder sounded like a sunny thunderbolt, the eardrums of the earthquake people were about to crack open, and the brain buzzed.

But next, the spirit appeared in front of Hansen, close to Hansen. The cold face almost touched Hansen's nostrils, and Yubai's fist had hit Hansen's belly.

Boom!

Hanson tried to escape, but it was already impossible. He was punched in the stomach by the spirits. He suddenly tore apart the already torn armor and splattered the metal fragments. Hanson was also bombed out for dozens of meters and hit a stone column.

Under the impact of the forces of terror, the armor behind him was also smashed, the demonic mark of the stone armor had been completely partitioned, and the soul of the beast had been destroyed and turned directly into smoke dissipation.

The Magic Beast has not been very resistant to this direct physical attack. Although black smoke is still there, it does nothing to help.

Fortunately, the armor hasn't completely broken, but it's almost there. Hanson bled out, but he forcibly retrieved the armored beast's soul.

The armored beast soul of the Ant King is already overwhelmed. If you continue to fight it, it will explode directly. Hanson only has one super armor and naturally refuses to destroy it.

But without the protection of the super armor, Hanson was in a more difficult situation when faced with the spirits. His physical qualities, though good, had not yet reached the point of being able to counter the super divine creatures.

Hanson was ready to flee with all his might, and there was no way to continue the war, and it was almost doomed to death to continue.

The holy light erupted in his body, quickly repairing the damaged flesh, and Hanson flew outside the shelter.

Fortunately, as Hansen had expected, the spirit had not been able to strike again after a single blow, as if it were a transient attack, but depending on her condition, she was not as powerful as Hansen's overdraft, and it was not necessarily possible to strike a second blow.

Hanson was a little weak after using the thunderbolt fist, but now he can't care less. He can only force overdraft power to rush into the sky with the art of flying, trying to get rid of the spirit.

Hanson was afraid to use his wings. Even if he stormed his bloody wings, he would be much slower. He could only use the art of flying to forcibly explode the power in his body and fly away at the fastest possible speed.

The spirits jumped and broke through more than a hundred meters of space until they reached Hanson.

Hanson circled in the air like a weird bird, flashing past the attack of the spirits, but was surprised to find that the black flame swayed on the spirits and was able to float in the air.

“I'm really going to die this time.” Hanson had a hard heart and was preparing to flee, but suddenly he heard a crisp clatter coming into his ear.

And the clicking voice came from the wrap between his waist, and Hansen's heart was filled with joy: “Is it silver that's about to evolve? ”

It's just that Hanson doesn't have time to see it right now, dancing around the air, dodging the spirits from attacking again and again.

But after that sound, there was no other sound. Hanson was depressed and could only continue to bite his teeth and flee outside the shelter.

At the same time, he yelled at the fairy: “Go, fairy. ”

When Hanson was finished, he flew out desperately, watching the spirit chase him out of the shelter, and suddenly he felt a familiar palpitation.

“Damn, here we go again.” Hanson turns around and sees a terrible smell on the spirits and looks like he's about to launch another attack like a flash.

Hanson bites himself in the teeth and is ready to summon the little angel back to help herself against this blow. If his own body suffers this blow again, he will lose half his life too.

But all of a sudden I heard a click in the backpack, a familiar breath coming from the wrap between my waist, something seemed to be drilling out of it.

Boom!

Hanson, the kung fu of this beam god, has broken through the space again, causing Hanson to completely lose consciousness of her, and now it is a little too late for Hanson to try to summon the little angel back.

Without warning, the spirit appeared in front of Hansen again, Jade Fist relentlessly bombarded Hansen's stomach, so close, so fast, Hansen was already difficult to react.

But during that moment, Hanson saw the strange face in front of him change, the black pupil contracted, and that cold face actually showed horror.

Boom!

A silver white thunderbolt, rising from Hansen's waist, as if a round of silver moon, collided with the fist of the spirits.