Super God Gene

Undoubtedly, this human man did find him, and Hanson had no need to hide anymore, standing out of a bush full of water, with armor running all over him.

“Friend, what you said about Bitugo, I'm not too clear.” Hanson looked at the man and said.

“Humans?” the man saw Hanson and revealed a little surprise, obviously not expecting to be a human being here.

“We're all compatriots. We can talk about everything. My name is Hanson. What do my friends call me?” Hanson wondered if he could get some information from this mysterious male population.

But the man said with a cold face: "I have never been friends with humans, let alone compatriots. ”

“It's like you're not human.” Hanson stared at the man and said.

The man said coldly: "Don't confuse me with your inferior races. I was going to leave you with a slice of life. Too bad you talk too much. ”

Then, the man directly punched Hansen and shot at him. He actually intended to kill him directly.

Hanson could not have guessed that a man would have done it if he had said he was not a human being and considered humans to be a lower race.

But Hanson could feel it. Men have a pure human smell, and there is absolutely no mistake.

But now there is no time for Hanson to think about it so much, the man punches out, the body is powerful and terrible, his fist with the sound of a broken sharp whistle, tearing the space to reach Hanson instantly.

The blood flashed in Hansen's eyes, and nine genetic locks had been opened with blood vessel life nerves, like a fist dripping blood up.

Boom!

Hanson felt his fist like it was on a train head that hit him at high speed, and he had to back off, his feet slammed on the ground, but he still couldn't stop himself.

The hard stone beneath Hansen's feet was plowed directly, forming two deep trenches, and Hansen slipped out of the ground several hundred meters before barely stopping his figure.

And the bones on the fists had been broken, and even the arm bones had been shaken.

“What a powerful force!” Hanson looked at the man with horror, and it was unimaginable that the man's punch, without any attribute power, was a blow that relied purely on physical force.

“Eh, blood spirits, are you a Christian of my blood?” The man was soft-hearted and seemed surprised.

“Are you?” Hansen was surprised when he heard the man say he was a member of the Blue Blood Special Forces. How did he become a blood taught man again?

The man smiled and his face clearly eased a lot: “You don't know that I'm normal, I'm afraid there are no more true saints in today's blood teachings. But since you practiced blood blood circulation, I must have taught the fax disciple, even if you haven't met a true saint, you should have read the book of the Thirteen Saints? I am one of the thirteen saints in heaven. ”

Saying, the man suddenly frowned: "What kind of disciple are you? Why are you so weak in blood? ”

Hanson flashed hundreds of thoughts and finally decided to take a fight. He said, "I am Qin Huai's real disciple. His old man accepted me as his disciple before he died. I don't know much about the teaching. ”

“Qin Huaizhen?” The man frowned and thought, it seemed like something had occurred to him after a while: “Turns out it was the Qin family. Has the Qin family fallen to such a point? To pass on an outsider disciple, he is also the first practitioner of blood vessel life nerves. ”

Hanson didn't speak, he just looked at the man, he didn't know anything about blood life, he would only be wrong if he said more, let's not say more.

The man thought to continue saying: “It is difficult to find a person who can practise nerves. It is not easy for the Qin family to find one. Since you have taken over the Qin family's inheritance, although you are still the first generation, the Qin family's saint seal is still to be inherited by you. However, your current blood line is too weak to enjoy the saint seal. Fortunately, there is now a sanctuary where you can pass on the saint seal for generations until your descendants turn blue. ”

Hanson listened to an abnormally exciting mind, and the man suddenly made him understand a lot of things, albeit briefly.

Blood-life nerves are the premier way to strengthen genes, generations and generations, making future generations stronger and stronger.

Genmen once said that the true disciples of Hemotheism are terrible, they are terror inherited from ancient times, and their physical qualities far exceed those of ordinary human beings.

Combining the words of a man claiming to be a saint of heaven means that blood will turn blue after a long algebra of blood life nerve inheritance, doesn't that mean that blue blood is the inheritor of blood life?

This ancient technique, which requires blood and time as a means of inheritance, is not readily practicable, and even if it is, it is not too powerful.

What's really powerful about blood life nerves is the inheritance of power and genes, the transmission of power from generation to generation, and if it's truly a long-lasting disciple, it's really terrible to imagine power.

That's why Hanson practiced blood life nerves and unlocked nine genetic locks, but he wasn't much stronger than the super neural creatures that unlocked the nine genetic locks.

Because this is not the real strength of blood life nerves. People like Heaven are the real strength of blood life nerves. I don't know how many generations of terror have been passed down.

Hanson's thoughts turned again: “If the thirteen saints represent the thirteen inherited blood life nerve inheritors since ancient times, then Han Kyung-wha should be one of them? He's also blue blood. ”

But there's something wrong with thinking about it. The infant clearly said that Han Kyung-suk was kidnapped to teach blood. If he was a blood saint, how could anyone dare to tie him up? And who tied him up?

And the Qin family is also a saint. Why is their blood red and not blue?

A question rose in Hansen's heart, which confused him even more.

However, Hanson came to the conclusion that if Han Jingzhi was truly one of the blood saints, he could not be Hanson's grandfather.

Even after Han Jing, no one in the Han family will practice the blood blood vessel life nerve, the genetic inheritance power of the blood vessel life nerve will continue for generations, but it will only slowly weaken.

How could you have inherited a little bit of blue blood when you got to Hanson?

Even if Hanson didn't inherit it it, his father should have a little blue blood.

But Hanson knew very clearly that he and his father were red blood and had nothing to do with blue blood, and could never be a saint of blood.

The more Hanson wants to feel confused, the more Han family really has nothing to do with Han Jing, so how can the Han family pass on blood to teach the sacred relic nine life blood cat? That's weird.

The man didn't know Hanson's heart was turning a thousand times and said to himself: "Well, let's just think of those two birdlings as a gift to the Emperor's Saints. ”

After that, the man turns and leaves.