Super God Gene

“Count, do you want me to take care of that human?” The noble dragon devil, standing next to Count Thorn, bowed.

Count Thorn's cold red lips moved slightly: "Do a little neatly and take this shelter as soon as you can, I don't have time to delay here. ”

“Yes." The Dragon Demon responded, stepping out, his whole body was covered with black armor, and a black claw blade like a dagger appeared on his fingers. He hurried towards the gate of the city.

His eyes were cold and filled with bloodthirsty fanaticism, and he seemed to have nothing but Hanson's.

Hanson looked at the dragon demon, but it was slightly frowned upon. From the vivacity emanating from the dragon demon, Hanson could already be sure that this guy was another dragon-blooded serpent.

Count Thorn is more powerful than expected.

“Old Huang, you're in charge here.” Hanson said that man had jumped down the gates and jumped into the alien biota to face the dragon demon spirit.

Today, only by stabbing Count Thorn can Hanson hope to defeat the alien army, otherwise only the Empress of the moment can be summoned to help.

Hanson didn't want the Empress to be exposed, so she had to do it herself.

Huang Lao were all frightened by Hansen. How could a man like Hansen survive when he rushed into the herd and was besieged by many foreign creatures?

Although they also saw that the mutant creatures of this siege were much more powerful than they had expected, I'm afraid it would be difficult to hold this shelter, Hanson, which is tantamount to suicide and should, in their view, be an act of atonement for their own miscalculation.

Unfortunately, Hansen didn't think that way, and although Count Thorn was much more powerful than he expected, he was still within control, so Hansen didn't have any emotions.

And Hanson wasn't surrounded, and under the powerful role of Cao Xuan Qi Yuan, every move of foreign creatures was within his calculations, and from the moment he jumped down the gate, he knew exactly how to walk every step of the way.

In that swarm of foreign organisms, Hanson's body rotated left and right, like a wild leopard, moving fast in the foreign biota.

There is no hesitation, no pause, quite a bit of uninhibited indulgence and beauty in the kaleidoscope, and an extra wild smell.

Although the number of foreign creatures is high, none can stop him, and Hanson is fast approaching the spiritual dragon demon of the nobility.

“Not on your own.” The dragon demon's eyes flashed with an appalling killing machine, and the momentum rose again. A black scale was created over the black armor, and a pair of horns were hidden over the helmet.

The speed soared again, and the black claw blade had flashed with horrible black flashes, like the dragon's claw teeth, giving a feeling of indestructibility.

Hanson felt the power of the dragon demon, but he didn't have half the fear. Regardless of his power or speed, Hanson was much worse than the dragon demon. Even the number of genetic locks opened was a few, but it wasn't enough for him to retreat and still rush towards the dragon demon.

At the speed of two people, they met almost instantly in the battlefield, the dragon demon black figure crossed Hanson, Hanson's fist didn't even blow out, and several deep visible bone wounds had been cut over his chest.

Pfft!

Hansen's mouth was sprayed with blood, and his chest was sprinkled with blood. He was directly killed on the ground, and his life was completely cut off, and he was already a dead man.

“What a foolish human being, unable to even see the difference in strength, is trying to hit the stone with an egg.” Hanson's eyes fell to the ground, and Count Thorn's cold face flashed with a little contempt, and he didn't look half the way more, opening his red lips and drinking coldly: “Kill them all, leave none behind. ”

“Yes." The dragon demon responded, rushing to the shelter in a swift shape, his eyes filled with fierce killing machines.

As for Hansen, he was already a dead man, naturally outside his consideration, he was confident in his power, and he could sense that Hansen had been cut off alive, so that a human being without self-control was not worth paying much attention to.

A primitive creature jumped on Hanson's body and swallowed it alive.

Those who guarded the city above the walls were shocked and somewhat saddened to see Hanson killed in the face. They thought they could protect the shelter, but they didn't expect it to happen.

“No… don't give up… we still have a chance…" Huang Lao flashed a different color in his eyes, loudly encouraging everyone to continue fighting.

Because he found that the dragon-blooded snake was still in battle, and the spirits didn't know, but he knew very well that it was Hansen's pet beast soul. If Hansen was really killed, then the dragon-blooded snake should also disappear.

But now the dragon-blooded snake is still alive and tore apart with the flaming tiger, with no sign of dissipation, that is, Hanson is not dead.

Although Huang Lao doesn't know what Hanson really wants to do, he is sure that Hanson is definitely not an idiot, he has no reason to die like this, there must be some plot.

Seeing that mankind is still resisting in the negative corner, Count Thorn's eyes are filled with mockery: “What a fool...”

Before she finished her sentence, she suddenly found that an arrow had arrived in front of her silently, her face could even clearly feel the burning smell, and her hair had been roasted with some curls.

The arrow with the flame, which Count Thorn is no more familiar with, is the flame arrow that shot the Golden Thunder Eagle and the Golden Claw Wolf.

Count Thorn reacted extremely quickly, exploding with horrific force in his hand, a rose vine responded and curled into the flame arrow that shot itself in front of the door.

But looking at the rose vine was about to wrap around the flame arrow, but the flame arrow was like a life, a few inches off in the air, just avoiding her rose vine, the flame arrow that had been shot at her face, instantly stabbed into her throat.

Count Thorn's face was full of incredible colour, and he opened his mouth, but was unable to speak because his throat was pierced, but his eyes stared dead into the battlefield, and blood gushed in his mouth.

The guy, who was already dead, was stepping on the corpse of a primitive creature, holding a long bow in his hand, smiling at her. The smile was filled with mockery, which made Count Thorn hate that he couldn't blow that face into eight pieces, then stepped on the meat mud, and finally burned to ashes in order to relieve the hatred in his heart.

Unfortunately, Count Thorn is unable to do anything now, and in extreme anger, his body dissipates into a stream of light.

The entire battlefield seemed to set for a few seconds, and after a few moments of alien beams, it suddenly retreated like a tide.