Super God Gene

The redhead cricket struggled for a few moments to escape, and suddenly only saw its ruby-like head gleam, one thing floating over its head.

Hanson took a closer look, it was a ruby gear about a meter in diameter, and as soon as the gear appeared, it spinned at high speed, like a cutting machine, cutting over a sacred vine with red head crickets.

Hard Sacred Vine, hard raw cut, arm thick Sacred Vine, just took a few seconds to cut by the spinning ruby serrations.

Hanson turned around without saying a word and ran. He was no match for Redhead Cricket. There were not many creatures nearby that could be provided to the genetic nuclear forces of gold coins to suppress Redhead Cricket. Staying here is just waiting to die.

While the Redhead Cricket is not completely out of its reach, Hanson just wants to run as far away as he can. It's best to wait until the Redhead Cricket cuts open all the Sacred Vines before finding him.

But it didn't work. After Hanson ran a kilometer or two, he heard the squeak behind him, and the redhead cricket had come after him.

Even worse, that ruby gear is still spinning over the head of the red head cricket. If it catches on this time, the situation will only get worse. The ruby gear can cut even the Sacred Vine, let alone Hanson's plate. If it is cut, it will definitely be cut in two.

Hanson ran desperately, but couldn't stop the redhead cricket from getting closer and closer to him. What made Hanson even more depressed was that the front of the underground space had reached its end, and his eyes were a large stone wall, and there was no way out.

“Damn it!” Hanson cursed in his heart, but his eyes looked around the stone wall to see if there was a cave to go elsewhere.

There are plenty of caves in the underground world, but there is not even a single stone seam above such a large stone wall, and there are uneven projections everywhere.

Hanson could only turn around and prepare to rush to the left. Fortunately, the underground cave was wide enough that he didn't have to run back to fight the redhead cricket.

But Hanson stopped after a few steps. Not that he was in any danger or blocked his way, but that red-headed cricket stopped at a distance of twenty or thirty meters from him. Tiger stared at him, but did not rush forward.

If Hanson runs back now, he'll get closer and closer, so Hanson has to stop.

The redhead cricket stopped there to squeak at Hansen, but it never rushed over, which made Hansen feel very strange. At a time when Hansen was confused, Bao suddenly shouted: “Dad, look behind you. ”

“Behind? Isn't that a stone wall back there?” Hanson was confused, but he turned around and looked at the stone wall behind him, which suddenly surprised him.

The uneven areas above the stone walls look like a grinding disc-sized stone, but now Hanson sees that they are not stones, but rather shellfish like stones.

Those rocks were like giant shellfish embedded on stone walls, and by that time the shells had been opened to reveal the bright red flesh inside.

Over hundreds of meters of stone walls, there are these stone shells everywhere, and they all open up at this time, revealing brilliant red flesh, which is a bizarre and spectacular scene.

And inside some stone shells, Hanson also saw pearl-like pearls, bigger than the pearls of the league, all as big as adult men's fists, red crystalline pink, looking very pretty.

Hanson had no idea of pearl harvesting. Although he did not know what grade those stone shells existed, there must be a reason why the red head cricket was not moving forward. The only reason that could be called around here was the stone shells.

After a scan with a hollow air field, Hanson found that those stone shells, large and small, were not as terrible as he thought. Many stone shells had only primitive and mutant levels, and others were able to reach the level of divine blood.

Such a level does not appear to qualify the redhead cricket for fear, and it is unclear why the redhead cricket is stuck.

Hanson now has some difficulty getting back and forth. There are red head crickets stuck in the back, and there is a dead end in front of him. There is also a wall of stone shells. Although the grade is not very high, even red head crickets are reluctant to come near them. There must be something odd about them. Those stone shells must have some special power to make the super god creatures fear them.

As Hansen pondered, he saw the flesh in the stone Bennet, as if his tongue were slowly stretched out, and the longer it was stretched, it was stretched toward Hansen's side.

I can't imagine what a strange image of a stone wall hundreds of meters long with tongues stretching out to you.

And the longer those tongues are, like hanging ghost tongues, as if they can extend indefinitely.

Hanson looked at the soft flesh stretched out by the stone shells, looked at the red head cricket, and resolutely pulled out the sword of Tai A, chopping it to a tongue stretched out.

The life of these stone shells is not strong, and even if there is any danger, Hanson can find a way to deal with it, and the redhead cricket can't fight it.

The sharpness of the Tai 'a sword is no longer of great use in the Fourth Shelter, but the rigidity of the Tai 'a sword, even in the Fourth Shelter, can be used with sufficient strength to exert considerable power.

With Hanson's physical strength, with the sword of Tai A, this sword went down, suddenly cut off the soft flesh like that tongue, a piece of flesh cut off fell to the ground, struggled like a snake for a few times, then no movement.

The rest of the flesh is flowing with pink liquid and retracted into the shell.

“It turns out it's just a mutant creature, and it doesn't look very strong.” Hansen was delighted that these stones were weaker than he thought.

Hanson waved a sword in his hand and cut off his tongue. Soon, he cut off a lot of flesh. Those tongue-like flesh wouldn't dare to reach his side again.

“These stone shells don't seem to have any special abilities? The power is weak, too. What is the Red Head Cricket afraid of?” Hanson looked at the cricket with a red head.

It turns out that the redhead cricket is retreating a little further away from the stone wall.

Hansonton had a hard time knowing that these stone shells must not be that simple.

Without waiting for Hanson to turn around, he suddenly felt the whole big cave shake up, like an earthquake, with rocks falling down.

Hanson dodged the fallen stones, stabilized his figure and turned his head towards the stone wall, but Hanson's eyes widened in amazement. His face was full of horror, and he turned to the red head cricket.

Now that Hanson finally knows what Red Head Cricket is afraid of, he'd rather face Red Head Cricket than provoke something so horrible.