Super God Gene

The wooden sword painted black like ink, but the thunder burst out was white like snow, a strand of thunder wrapped around the egg, slowly melted like snow, immersed in the egg, making the whole egg lit up.

Hanson looked at the wooden sword and the silvered egg with surprise. Though the sword burst out of lightning, it did not feel the thunderbolt in the slightest. Instead, it was full of vitality, giving a breath of all things reviving their biological origins.

And on the eggs of silver, Hanson felt a desire, like a hungry beast craving flesh.

With a thought, Hanson put the wooden sword on his egg and stood aside to see how silver would react.

Though precious, Thunder Strike Shenmu will not be stingy if it can make little silver and silver turn out sooner and better for it.

After all, Little Silver followed Hansen for too long and saved him several times in distress. Hansen already sees it as part of the family.

When the wooden sword touched the egg, the more lightning came out of it, a ray of lightning wire wrapped around the egg like silk, making the egg shine more and more, as if a silver thunder was growing in the egg.

Even more surprising is that the thunder that has been engraved into the wooden sword strikes the divine wood, it actually gradually revitalizes, the dark as charcoal sword body gradually feels hydrated, slightly inflated, as if it is slowly growing.

Soon after, Hanson saw a small sprout growing on the wooden sword, and the sprouts were growing, and the sword was sprouting more and more, and the sword was gradually losing its shape, more like a dead tree trunk that was sprouting.

“Is this a dead tree in the spring?” Hanson was amazed.

As thunder surged out of the wooden sword, the eggs of silver and silver had become as proud as a round of silver thunder, and the wooden sword had grown into a small tree, and those sprouts had grown into green leaves.

The process did not last very long. When the entire wooden sword was full of green leaves, the life on the wooden sword began to weaken from the rise, and the leaves slowly withered, and the lightning filaments flowing out of the sword became less and less.

Until all the green leaves withered away, the wooden sword never burst out of thunder, and then the wooden sword snapped, turning into a pile of coal ash-like powder.

Hanson was slightly distressed. It was only 10,000 years before it was possible for him to show up once. It took the Emperor's hand to break it. Now that this branch has been destroyed, Hanson doesn't know if he will have a chance to get another thunderbolt in the future.

But in that piece of silver, the familiar breath of life is getting stronger and stronger, and that's the breath of life of little silver.

Knock!

In that round of silver sun, suddenly a slight sound came out, and then the silver thunder grew stronger, suddenly expanding, flooding the entire hall.

But those fierce silver thunderstorms, instead of hurting Hansen, made Hansen feel comfortable, as if his whole body had been baptized by holy light, and the cells were revitalized.

In a silver thunderbolt, a small elegant figure slowly walks up, in silver fur, unspeakably noble and gorgeous.

“Little silver!” Hansen was delighted, holding up the little silver and rubbing the old face against the little silver's head.

The little silver squeezed its eyes and revealed a very arrogant expression of helplessness, although there was also a glimmer of delight in that expression.

The lightning went out, the little silver broke free from Hansen, his body swayed slightly, and his hair, messed up by Hansen, suddenly recovered beauty and smoothness.

“Don't just hug a girl.” A young girl's voice came from the mouth of little silver.

Hansonton was overjoyed. He raised his hands again and looked at her and said, "You speak human language? ”

“I told you not to hug me. You messed up my pretty hair.” Little silver broke off Hanson's hands and shook his shaken hair on the ground, proudly saying: “The human voice is too simple for me to speak human language and there is nothing to be proud of. ”

“I know you're the best.” Hanson rubbed Silver's head.

Little silver was so proud that no more emphasis was placed on Hanson not to mess up her hair.

The birth of Xiaoyin Silver made Hansen very happy, but Bao was very unhappy. She was the only one who had ever been spoiled by Hansen. Hansen would take her anywhere, but now she has an extra little silver.

Bao and Xiaoyin looked at each other as if electric flowers had been created by air strikes. After each person's eyes met, he turned his head and stopped looking at each other.

The situation of small silver is similar to that of the descendants of superdivine creatures. They have just been born, and their physical qualities are the level of superdivine creature larvae. However, small silver directly condenses the gene nucleus. Like Hanson, they are all bronze gene nuclei and need to be raised a little by themselves.

Hanson was about to take Bao and Xiaoyin to the underground world again. He was afraid that he would leave for too long, and Ling Mei would be subject to Ling 13's reckoning.

Not to die, but it would be pathetic for such a simple and beautiful girl to be deceived into giving birth to a child by Lingxiao.

But before Hanson left the Shadow Shelter, he felt a very strong atmosphere coming towards the Shadow Shelter, which made Hanson feel slightly frowned upon.

He already knows who the owner of that breath is, the spirit who has been here twice, from the indulgence of a shelter outside the heavens.

Hanson hurried back to the Temple of the Spirit and sent Sheep and Blue Bull, the two most ignorant guys, to greet Qingle and see what he was up to.

Sheep and blue cows greeted the door with several foreign creatures, sheep smiled and said: “Lord Qing Le, you can come, it really brightens us away from the shadow shelter, I don't know what is important for you to come here? We also actively cooperate with adult action. ”

Qingle said with a gloomy face: "From now on, this shelter will be under my control, and you will all follow me. ”

Qingle is in a very bad mood right now, originally Hansen was the only one out of the mysterious shelter, and Hansen was recommended by him and Yufan together, which is a great achievement in theory.

But because Hanson didn't have any particularly useful information to bring back, nor did he have access to a mysterious sanctuary outside the sky, so that didn't work.

Just because he and Yu Xiao are relatively close, he was subtly excluded from Yu, and was driven to stay here, saying that it is the management of this area, in fact, this is the remote location of a poor mountain of bad water, there are not many shelters, the shadow shelter is already one of the main shelters, and the original master Hansen has damaged his soul and his strength is weak, so Qingle intends to live here.

Hearing Qingle say that, sheep and blue cows are changing their faces.

“My lord, our little shelter, where can I ask you to manage it yourself? Just say what you want, and the little ones will do it for you.” Sheep said.

“Bullshit, take me to the Temple of the Spirit, and I'll be your boss from now on.” Qingle is in a very bad mood right now, completely lazy and sheep crap, walking straight into the shelter.

“Yes, yes, boss, please.” The sheep turned their eyes and lowered their eyebrows.