Super God Gene

Liu Fang and Wang Jianggang were both scared, screaming and running.

Hanson just stared cold at the palm of his hand. Where did the ghost come from in the world, like a ghost alien creature, he'd seen a lot of it, and it wasn't great.

Besides, he already sees a flame-like life turbine in that hand. If it's a ghost, how can there be a life turbine?

Pfft!

The pale palm grabbing the coffin cover pulled up, and suddenly the coffin was lifted out, and a man stood up from inside.

He is a human being, more like a skeleton, about two meters, and in modern humans, this height can only be counted as the upper middle.

But because he was so thin, he looked so skinny, it was like a leather-wrapped skeleton shelf.

Her skin was pale and scary, she couldn't see a trace of blood, her eyes were dark as ink, her eyes weren't white at all, her body was so stingy, her hair was a little dusty, and she drowned directly on the ground.

When he stood up from the coffin, the weirdo weighed in with his pitch-black eyes in four places and ended up with Hanson.

Hanson was shocked that he was not afraid of this weird person, a hundred times more horrible foreign creatures than this he had seen, there was really nothing to be afraid of.

Hanson was shocked because he saw a tattoo pattern on this weirdo's back that took up almost his entire back.

His skin was pale and scary, like grey bark, but the tattoo was bright red like fire, like blood had just been stabbed, and the red blood seemed to be dripping.

A strange pattern of cat, non-cat, non-fox covered his entire back. The animal's head and tail were connected, seemingly in a false sleep, revealing only an elongated eye, almost like a living creature, as if staring at a person.

This pattern is familiar to Hanson. This is the Nine Life Blood Cat. Hanson has seen many of them on the cards that Blood Life teaches those people, and there are tattoos like this on the back of Zero. Hanson himself has a pendant of the Nine Life Blood Cat in his hand.

“What does this man have to do with zero?” Hanson looked at the weirdo in the coffin in shock.

Weird man also looked at Hanson, dark eyes can not see a little emotion, just like that looked at Hanson for three seconds, then Weird man suddenly cracked his mouth, revealed a bite of White Sen's teeth, very neat and white, can also be pretty, but it gives a strange feeling that can not be said, makes Hanson's back cold, his whole body sweat upside down.

Boom!

The weirdo stepped out of the coffin almost instantaneously, stepped on the bloodstained land, and then something weird happened.

The blood coming from the dead in the camp, as if they had survived, poured towards the feet of the weirdo, a tiny bit into his feet, into his blood vessels, as the blood vessels flowed into his heart.

Hanson could see with the naked eye that his dried veins, blood flowing in, a vein of blue blood, like many winding elongated vipers, on the muscles beneath his whole body blue skin, seemingly weird and indescribable.

Every step that the weirdo takes, the blood nearby is drawn to him, drilling into his body, even his dry body begins to enrich, looking more and more like a living person, in addition to the blood vessels gradually drumming up.

“Who are you?” Watching the weirdo walk one step at a time, he was almost in front of himself, and Hanson stared at him and asked coldly.

“Giggle... are you human... giggle... I'm not human...” Weird laugh in the mouth, strange tone of speech, very painful to hear.

“Not a man, then who are you?” Hanson frowned and asked.

“Who am I... giggle... you ask who am I... giggle...” The weirdo laughed very violently. After a moment, his flesh had become full, his hair greyed out, and at this time it was like sucking ink, turning black and bright, filled with the glow of life.

Apart from those dark eyes, which are very strange, the weirdo is now very beautiful. If it wasn't for the evil scary eyes of those eyes, it wouldn't be too much to say that they were beautiful men, but beauty has some evil temper.

“What's so funny?” Hanson asked coldly.

“As a Blood Destinist, you don't even know the Son of Destiny. When did Blood Destiny come to this?” This time the weirdo finally stopped laughing and stared at Hansen and said.

“Are you a man of blood?” Hansonton was surprised that if this weirdo was a man of blood, then Zero also had a nine-life blood cat tattoo. Is she also a man of blood?

But think carefully, Zero must have something to do with the teachings of blood life, otherwise how could she have such a tattoo, and actually rush into the tree hole, after she went in, the stranger suddenly appeared, which is obviously unusual.

“As a member of the Church of Blood, you don't even know the Son of Destiny. It is truly ignorant, but just as well, knowing is the same as not knowing. See how strong your blood is, so sacrifice it to this Son.” When the Son of Destiny had finished, his body burst out with unimaginable force, and for a moment one of his hands had caught Hanson's neck.

That sharp and sharp fingernail was like a knife, almost touching the skin on Hanson's neck, but Hanson stepped out like a venomous snake, causing his body to escape the scratch.

The weirdo seemed slightly surprised: “Where did you learn to play Sky as a Bloodthirsty? ”

“I'm not a blood man, I have nothing to do with you. If you're a blood worker, why are you in this coffin?” Hanson frowned and looked at the Son of Destiny, who wanted to put more words out of the Son of Destiny's mouth.

“Giggle, do you think you can hide this son without admitting it? It doesn't work, you have the taste of blood teachings on you. It will never be washed away in eternal life. Your life is blood teachings. Death is blood teachings' ghosts. If you want to betray blood teachings, you must pay the price of blood and life. Now give your blood to the Son.” The Son of Destiny moves again, his speed and strength are reaching their ultimate point, tearing space directly to death in front of Hanson.

When!

Hanson summoned the Red Flame Tyrannosaurus and struck hard with the Son of Destiny. His nails crashed over the Red Flame Tyrannosaurus, and the sound of the Golden Iron Symphony erupted.

Powerful power caused the Red Flame Dragon to bounce backwards, and Hanson took two steps to stabilize himself. The power of this Son of Destiny is not weaker than that of a superdivine creature.

But apparently the Son of Destiny was also very surprised when he looked at Hanson muttering to himself: “I wonder how many years he's been asleep, has man already hunted down the superdivine creature and acquired the superdivine gene and the beast soul? ”

“That's fine, your blood will taste better.” The Son of Destiny suddenly revealed an evil smile, stretching out his bloody tongue like a snake and licking his lips, unable to speak of greed and evil.