Super God Gene

Under the Night Ghost Tree King has turned into a Hellfield of Shura, walking straight toward the Night Ghost Tree King, passing through the earth full of the bodies of giant bats, zero walking to the Night Ghost Tree King, almost no living bat, a dead body and black blood were seen.

Night ghost bugs in the sky scattered and didn't dare approach the zero side. Even the Night Ghost Tree King seemed to tremble slightly, making a leaf sound of sand.

Walk faceless to the Night Ghost Tree King, reach out and touch the tree, the purple eyes in the eyes reveal a complex emotion of confusion and confusion.

Boom!

Hanson was wondering what Zero was doing, but he saw Zero punch on the tree of the Night Ghost Tree King, and suddenly broke the bark, and the wood chips splattered.

Without any pause, the other fist of Zero blew past, his hands kept swinging, the wood chips and bark of the Night Ghost Tree King were blown away, and soon a tree hole more than a meter in diameter had been blown out.

Hanson found out that the Night Ghost Tree King was empty, and Zero just blew out a layer of bark and thin wood outside, and the tree cave naturally revealed itself.

Watching Zero drill into the tree cave, Hanson tried to rush past it, but just stepped in the kilometer range, and it suddenly felt like his whole life was spilling.

Even the little silver on his shoulder shouted and jumped straight off Hanson's shoulder, rushing out of the realm of the Night Ghost Tree King.

Hanson took a few steps forward and found that the loss of life engine was getting worse and more powerful. He could only retreat helplessly. He really walked on, afraid that he would really age and die like Liu Fang and the others said.

But Zero has entered the tree cave, Hanson can't even see inside, the cave air field can't reach that far away, the ghost eye mask is isolated, and there is no life engine in the tree cave.

Hansen was anxious to know what was going on inside the tree cave, but occasionally he could hear the wood cracking coming out of the tree cave.

The whole mountainous Night Ghost Tree King was trembling, and those flowers were in decline, and a luminous petal was fading, and the sky was filled with petals, and even the sky was covered with petals.

Not only the Night Ghost Tree King, but the entire Night Ghost Forest petals are fading, the wind blows, the sky's pink petals fly, the scene is weird and beautiful.

“What happened?” Liu Fang and Wang Jianggang ran over with horror. The noise of the Night Ghost Sen was so loud that they had already spooked them. They guessed what had happened on Hansen's side, and the two ran over together to see what had happened.

Hanson shook his head, just staring at the tree hole in the Nightmare Tree King.

Suddenly, the location of the camp sent a terrible scream, which frightened Liu Fang and Wang Jiangang.

“No, something's wrong over there.” Liu Fang turned around and ran towards the camp again.

Although Hanson quickly rushed into the tree cave to see what was going on, he couldn't get over it. After hesitating, he followed Liu Fang to the camp to see what was going on.

Before they could reach the camp, the three men saw two men fleeing in horror, with a lot of blood on them, but it was clear that the blood was not theirs, but that they did not know whose blood had been splashed on them.

“What happened?” Wang Jiangang grabbed a man and asked.

“Ghosts... ghosts... ghosts...” The two people seemed scared and crazy, screamed a few times and continued to run out.

Without a word, Hanson rushed quickly towards the camp, but saw that the camp was already a rubble, full of loess, the only empty area where no night ghost trees had grown had cracked open a large mouth, like a large earth pit, inside which lay a black painted rectangular object, two or three meters long, which should be made of wood, one wide and one narrow head, covered under a round bottom, very strangely shaped.

“Is this... a coffin?” Hanson looked at the rectangular thing, how it looked like a coffin buried in ancient times.

In this day and age, there was no such thing as a coffin thousands of years ago, only occasionally in Cop works or in ancient film and television dramas.

The products of this ancient feudal superstition of humankind can only be seen in museums in alliances. But in this shelter, there is actually a black painted coffin, which is truly appalling.

Never heard of the use of coffins by aliens and spirits, which is simply impossible.

Even if the spirit dies, it is the stone of the soul to destroy itself. Nothing can remain. What use is there for a coffin?

It's even more unlikely that there will be coffins, or intelligent aliens, or superstitious ideas, or even coffins buried.

Born in nature, naturally, foreign organisms return home after death, either buried in the earth with flesh or eaten by other foreign organisms, there is no such gateway.

“Did humans bring a coffin in here to bury it?” Hansen's mind is overwhelmed with suspicion.

But Liu Fang and Wang Jianggang seemed a little silly. After all these years, they actually slept on a coffin.

There is no doubt that the absence of Night Ghost Trees in this area has something to do with this coffin.

And what's even more horrible is that the people in the camp, all seven holes of blood, fell near that black painted coffin, and their bodies curled, as if they had shrunk a lot, and their muscles were dry.

And there was blood everywhere on the ground, and depending on the situation, their blood somehow, it all came out of their bodies, and I'm afraid there's not even a drop left.

And looking at them, they didn't have any wounds, like blood dried out of seven holes and died alive.

Both Liu Fang and Wang Jianggang looked at the black painted coffin with some horror. The coffin cover kept shaking and making a banging noise, as if something wanted to rush out of it.

Hanson stared dead at something like that coffin, but even with the ghost-eye mask, he still couldn't see the flow of life in it.

It's just consciousness that makes Hanson feel a little uneasy, but it's just uneasy.

Boom!

After a loud and loud noise, the lid of the coffin was opened, and many coffin nails flew out on it, one half foot long, very rough, compared to the current metal nails, but with an unknown sense of wildness and death, dark red can't say strange.

Boom!

The coffin lid was lifted up by force, revealing a crack that could hold a man's fist out, but it was still a piece of black paint, and Hanson's eyes could not see what was inside.

Pfft!

Suddenly, a palm of palm stretched out of the black hole like a coffin and grabbed the edge of the coffin cover.