Super God Gene

“I would have been me, but I swallowed the holy seed of the sky before MasterCard, thereby reborn, in order to further break the genetic fetter and break through into the sanctuary of the Third God, but now I don't know if I am still me.” The voice sounded a little dark and broken.

Hansonton moved in his heart and lost his voice and said, "Are you like those super gods? ”

The superdivine creatures Hansen refers to, naturally, the superdivine creatures of the Blackflame Phoenix, parasitized by the Sky Blue Vine.

Sky Green Fruit seemed to move a little bit and then listened to the woman sigh: “After 10,000 loads, Sky Blue Vine results, they can be reborn, genes can be even further, but who knows if they were still what they are. ”

Hanson chanted electrically: “The mood of this empty green fruit seems a little unstable, and if it can provoke her emotions, it may be possible to find a chance to escape. ”

To think of it, Hanson said, “If you have such exclamation, why design to force them to swallow holy seeds? ”

The female voice said: "If I am born, I can open the door directly to the shelter of the third god. Since then, I have separated from the shelter of the second god. This empty blue vine will also die. If I do not plant the seeds at this time, there will be no empty blue sacred vine in the world. ”

“I am me, and I am the Empty Blue Sacred Vine, although I am comfortable, I also have difficulty controlling my instincts as an Empty Blue Vine to continue genetics.” The green fruit sighed softly.

Hanson didn't know what to say for a while. At that time, she really couldn't be a complete girlfriend. Before that, she existed only as a superdivine creature, and now half of her body is empty blue vine gene.

It is also hard to imagine that superdivine creatures, born of the fusion of animals and plants, are placed in alliances.

“What were you before MasterCard?” Hanson couldn't help but ask, such a superdivine creature should not be without history.

“I was an empty spirit witch before Manzai, and I am still an empty spirit witch today.” The voice is getting stronger: “You want to know, I've already answered you, can you give him to me now? ”

“I really don't know what you want. Otherwise I'd have given it to you. You came here to tell me what you really want?” Hanson tried to pry.

“Naturally, I want the grass on you, Holy Spirit. Do you have anything else worth having?” The Sky Witch said.

“The Grass Holy Spirit?” Hanson moved in his heart and took the gourd out and held it in his hand, looking at the Sky Witch and asking: “Is that what you want? ”

“Yes.” The spirit answered, and the vine moved, wrapping the gourd in Hanson's hand.

“Wait a minute.” Hanson shrunk his hand away from the vine and said out loud, “At least tell me why you want it? ”

The Sky Witch seems slightly unhappy: "This grassy Holy Spirit does not know why and has not fully grown, and I naturally want to help it grow again so that it can truly emerge. ”

Hanson was slightly surprised, but he thought that when he first got the gourd, the gourd vine, along with this little gourd, had dried up and was almost dying. What the Gourd Girl said also seemed to make some sense, it didn't seem like it was faking.

“Did you say that this gourd, like you, was born from the absorption of superdivine creatures?” Hansen thought of the giant beast under the gourd vine with only bones left.

If this gourd produces a giant beast, it's also an interesting thing.

Who knows, but denies Hansen's statement: “Unlike me, it is a pure grassy Holy Spirit, of extraordinary descent, comparable to what I can do. ”

“What exactly does it come from?” Hanson immediately asked.

He will certainly not hand over the gourd. He plays with this thing in his hands every day. Even if it is not a living spirit, he already has feelings, not to mention the Holy Spirit, which is naturally even more unlikely to hand it over.

And with Hanson's greedy personality, there is no way that such a treasure can be handed over unless death is imminent.

“It is unclear that I can only sense the pure grass holy breath in its body, and its origins are difficult to guess.” The Sky Witch said.

“If it's not your kind, what do you care?” Hanson looked at the Sky Witch and said.

The Sky Witch seemed a little impatient and didn't answer Hanson's question, coldly saying: “It's none of your business, you just gave him to me. ”

The vine rolled into Hansen's gourd again, but Hansen took two steps back and avoided the vine.

The Sky Demon was furious, and a long dragon-like vine spread through the surrounding land, twisting and staggering in the sky, about to fall down and tie Hanson up.

“Didn't you just say that if you were born, you would break right into the sanctuary of the Third God, so how would you help it grow again? That wasn't supposed to work out in half an hour, was it?” Hanson hurried out loud and was ready to summon the little angel to battle.

If it doesn't make sense, then we'll have to kill him. He won't hand over the gourd anyway.

If it were true, the Sky Witch might not really be able to stop him, but it might also be able to counterkill a superdivine creature that was about to break into the sanctuary of the Third God.

However, Hanson has some conspiracy over there four superdivine creatures, they are parasitized by the holy species, although they are now rooted on the mountain peak, but no one can say, if they really fight, will they also be controlled by the holy species to participate in the war?

Hanson was ready to fight, but the Sky Witch stopped when she heard him. If she thought about it, she said: "Nor is it unreasonable, I am about to be born, it is already difficult to stay, there is really no way to take care of him anymore. ”

Hanson hurried to the interface and said, "Why don't I take care of it? You see, I've always taken care of it very well. It's almost like being my own son. It's delicious and delicious. I've never broken it before. Even the blood of the superdivine creature makes it drink a lot...”

Hanson immediately inspired the three inches of non rotten tongue, boasted that there was nothing underground in the sky. With hard work, he became a father and a mother. He pulled the gourd so hard after taking a piss, he could hardly describe himself as a twenty-four filial father.

The Sky Witch seemed to have been moved by Hanson's words. The baby in the sky green fruit actually opened her eyes, and a pair of green crystal gemstone-free eyes stared at Hanson.

The Sky Fairy looked at Hansen, looked at the little silver that Hansen was lying on his shoulder, and where he had scallops and fairies in his pocket.

After a while, the Sky Witch slowly said: "Fine, then you take care of him. However, it is congenitally defective, genetically incomplete, and even if it absorbs more superdivine blood, it is difficult to come into being. You wait for a moment and give him a drop of Elf blood after I am born to make up for his defects. ”