Super God Gene

Hanson had just flown up and suddenly saw two black tornadoes rushing towards him. It seemed like the spirit had found him, driving the black tornado to kill him together.

Hanson frowned slightly, the black tornado was extremely fast, he never had a chance to fly into the cave again, and the turning eyes had been involved.

“There are other creatures, then you're in bad luck, let's die together.” The spirit sat on the back of a white camel with a glimmer in his eyes and watched Hanson and Baby drown in a black tornado.

The black tornado winds are fast and terrible, and those black, not just a color, are actually countless black sands, which are themselves so hard, and tiny particles are driven by wind speeds, which are even scarier than knives.

The black tornado is like a giant grinding wheel, not to mention a flesh and blood body, where even steel is milled into powder.

Hansen and Bao were caught in the moment, and the spirits thought they were dead. Even mutants of the same level had difficulty coming out of the black tornado alive.

Hanson had intended to fly away from the black tornado, but the black tornado around him took a whirlwind, which affected his flight trajectory somewhat. Without flying out, he had already been rolled into the black tornado.

Feeling the raging wind, and the countless blades of black sand, Hanson reached out and grabbed the umbrella in his hand, the umbrella was opened for a moment, and the wind and black sand were isolated from each other.

The umbrella has all the features that shield it, and all the wind and sand stays outside the umbrella, unable to get within the confines of the umbrella.

However, the horrible black wind sand roll on the sky umbrella had the feeling of rolling the sky umbrella out of the sky. Hanson held the sky umbrella with all his hands so that he could barely stabilize himself in the dark wind sand.

“Fortunately, the blackwind sand is very wide and the power is already dispersed. If the power is stronger, I'm afraid even the umbrella will be scratched.” Hansen is delighted in his heart.

The power of the golden gene nucleus is indeed great. The strongest part of the black wind sand is the wind speed wind and the infinite black sand. The umbrella blocks the black sand, which is equivalent to half of the black wind sand. Large wind power is not enough to roll the umbrella out of Hanson's hands, and there is no great threat.

Hand-held umbrellas advance in the dark wind sand, and Hanson's goal is naturally the spirit.

The spirit was just as hard to see in the black wind sand. Hansen was in the black tornado again. He couldn't see his shadow at all. He just couldn't feel the smell of Hansen anymore, so he thought he was dead.

The spirits whispered and drove the two black tornadoes back to the windy Mountains.

On the top of the mountain, the big gecko was lying on the mountain rock, claws had fallen into the rock, the top of the flesh-crown Dan furnace of the light magnified, the black wind sand had become weak when it approached it, but the black tornado rolled over, although the light could greatly weaken the power of the wind, the black sand fell, buried the body of the big gecko gradually in the black sand.

The big gecko shakes his body, trying to shake down the black sand, but the black sand sticks to it like a magnet, can't shake it off.

More and more black sand fell, soon buried the big gecko under it, the big gecko roared, but it was also difficult to climb out of the black sand, after a while, the black sand completely annihilated, no more sound.

“Hey, hey, another mutant creature.” The spirits saw that the great gecko had been submerged in black sand and stopped shaking the wind chimes in their hands.

When the black wind stopped in Shaton, the black tornadoes sanded, and a great deal of black sand fell, turning the surrounding mountains into black.

As soon as the spirits hit the white camel, they wanted the white camel to go over the mountain to see the big gecko dead and alive, but the white camel screamed, and his hooves lifted up to make a painful hiss.

At a glance, the spirit looked down and saw a man break out of the sand, staggering with the white camel. The man held a horn with his umbrella in his hand, and the horn had pierced the belly of the white camel, and pulled through quickly, quickly pulling up the wound, causing the belly of the white camel to be cut open directly, and the blood gut gutted out.

Irington was then lifted out, and the white camel was slaughtered on the black sand and the blood stained a large area of black sand.

“You didn't die?” The spirits were frightened and angry, and I hated Hanson so much.

The white camel possesses a very powerful power, but was directly killed by Hanson's sneak attack, without even its gene nucleus coming and summoned.

Hansen was good at assassinating, hiding his figure through the black sand. When the white camel passed by, he made a fatal blow and killed the white camel directly.

The reason why we chose to kill the white camel was because Hanson had already seen the genetic nucleus of the spirit and knew what kind of power he was and how to deal with it.

But Hanson knew nothing about the power of the white camel, so he chose to kill the white camel first in order not to be surprised.

“Hunting for the Mutant Biological Divine Camel, without obtaining the Soul of the Beast, the nucleus of the gene has been broken, the flesh and blood are edible, and absorption can randomly increase the mutant gene by 0 to 10 points. ”

Hanson didn't have time to ignore the sound of the hunt. He hit the umbrella with one hand, and the horn in the other's hand stabbed him again. This time, the target was the spirit.

The spirit was furious, the wind chime shook in his hand, and suddenly the black wind sand rose again. It turned into a black tornado in front of him and swallowed Hanson up.

“Damn human beings dare to kill my divine wind camel, I will surely suppress you in black sand for 10,000 years, so that your bones will be whipped with black sand forever.” The roar of the spirits and the violent swing of the wind chimes in their hands make the black tornado more horrible, as if it were a black sky pole connecting the heavens and the earth.

It's just this black skypost spinning fast, grinding everything out and hanging.

The ghost teeth chirped, hated not to see the blood grinding into powder in the black tornado, but the next second the ghost opened his eyes.

In the fierce black tornado, Hanson came out with his umbrella broken out of the sand, his face was as cold as ice, and he came through it, and he reached directly in front of the spirits. It seemed that the horrible black tornado had not been able to hurt him at all, and he could not even see a grain of sand on him.

“Impossible...” The spirit was surprised, but Hanson's horn had stabbed him in the face.

The dark light amplified on the alien, and the wind chime turned in his hand, covering the tip of the horn, preventing the horn from moving any further.

“You're not far from trying to kill me.” The spiritual eye is full of killing machines, some raving.

Hanson, however, was immobile, and the umbrella in his hand gently lifted up, causing him to fly halfway up into the sky. At the same time, he burst into the spirit, and his body rubbed past the spirit. Around two meters behind the spirit, he caught the falling umbrella.

“Wipe your eyes before you kill someone next time.” Han Sentou also walked towards Windy Mountain with his umbrella.

Spirit's face twisted and turned to see Hanson, but felt uncontrolled.

“Ah!”

In a shocking scream, the spirits couldn't believe watching their bodies crack and turn into dust scattered all over the place.