Super God Gene

A giant sword was cut over, and Hanson didn't hide, reaching out his hand wrapped in genetic armor and grabbing a giant sword.

At the same time, the other hand grabbed another giant sword and pulled it hard, suddenly pulling the armored monster and the giant sword together, the bodies of the two armored monsters couldn't help but crash together, and the armor on their heads was smashed.

Hanson grabbed two steel swords, one in each hand, and threw them at the other two armored monsters killed from behind. The giant sword penetrated their bodies directly and nailed them to the ground.

The armored monster struggled and wanted to get up, and Hanson stepped on the head of an armored monster and stepped directly on the helmet.

“Hunting for Super God creatures Death Armor Swordsman, obtaining Death Armor Swordsman Beast Soul, Gene Nucleus is broken, Flesh cannot be consumed, Life Gene Essence can be collected and Super God Gene can be randomly increased by 0 to 10 points. ”

Hanson's heart was slightly happy, one foot at a time, and he stepped on the heads of the other three dead armored swordsmen, but unfortunately he never got the soul of the beast again.

The decomposition of the bodies of the four dead armored swordsmen disappeared, and even the steel sword disappeared together, leaving only four vital genetic essences.

Hanson picked up all four of life's genetic essences and looked into his own soul ocean.

A lot of animal souls and genetic nuclei were destroyed in previous promotions, and can now be added, which is also a great help for Hanson.

Dead Armored Swordsman: Fusion Beast Soul.

Hansenton was happy, blended into the soul of an animal, and was still human, although not a runaway class, but it was already very helpful to Hansen.

With this beast soul, even if he doesn't use genetic armor, he has the money to fight the super god creatures.

“See, I told you, you now have noble and noble blood cat blood, and that's not the problem.” The old cat jumped off the tablet and said proudly, measuring the piece of metal that was fractured everywhere.

It can no longer be called a metal block, because it looks hollow inside, a rectangular container to be exact, with hidden jewellery, as if it were a more peculiar treasure chest.

The old cat puts his eyes in the cracks and looks inside the metal box. The left eye changes to the right eye, the right eye changes to the left eye, and it looks like he doesn't see anything inside.

“Why can the blood of a nine-lifed cat have so many privileges in a shelter?” Hanson looked at the old cat and asked.

Hanson heard from staying up all night that shelter can be the last place for the Jing people to live, the creatures outside can't come in at all, let alone have privileges.

Even if the nine blood cats are creatures out there, will their veins have so much privilege in the sanctuary?

As the old cat gathered in front of the metal box, he looked desperately into it and said, "Don't say that yet. Come and get this metal box open and see what's in it. I have a feeling it might be something terrible. ”

The old cat refused to say, and Hanson had no choice but to walk up to the metal box, close to the cracks and look inside.

The light source inside is very strong, you can only see a brilliant glow, you can't even see what is really there.

“I can't see anything. Let's get it out of here.” The old cat said again.

Hanson nodded and put his palms into the cracks, pulling one side of each hand and pushing it outward.

The crack on the metal wall was torn apart by Hanson's hands and he kept tearing a mouth more than a foot long. Hanson opened his palm and looked into the metal box.

The old cat also came together and looked inside, but the sight was still wonderful, or could not see exactly what was inside.

Hanson tore his mouth apart some more, and tore all the other cracks apart, but what he saw was still a light source, and he couldn't see what was in it.

“There's no need to tear it up. It looks like something inside is emitting a strong halo. Even if you tear the whole metal box apart, what you can see is still a miracle.” The old cat stopped Hanson from continuing.

Hanson, of course, saw it, and Ben wasn't going to go on, and he frowned and said, “What now? Do you know what it is? ”

“I don't know, but it doesn't look like there's any danger. You can reach in and touch it and you'll know what's inside.” The old cat circled around the metal box and looked up and said to Hanson.

“Why don't you do it?” Hanson skipped his mouth and now he has no idea what's in it. What if there's a horrible creature in the spectacular light, waiting for him to send his hand in to serve it? Hanson doesn't want to take that risk.

“You're pretty good, there's another genetic armor to wear, there's no danger.” The old cat obviously doesn't want to go out on his own and continues to ignore it.

Hanson is not a fool. Of course, he refuses to be a cat of nine lives. He refuses to go and get what's in it. One cat at a time is stuck there.

They didn't dare to go fishing. If they wanted to just walk away, they didn't want to. One cat stared at each other and nobody spoke.

After a while, the old cat coughed softly and said, "How about this, whoever gets what's yours? ”

“Well, I'm a gentleman and I'll let you go first.” Hanson looked at the old cat with a smile.

The old cat bit his teeth: "We figured boxing, winning first. ”

“Sure.” Hanson promised to come down and thought to himself, “I am the Supreme Guess Fist Emperor, you and I Guess Fist, you can't even leave a pair of underpants to lose. ”

The old cat also wanted to be proud: “Sample, fight me, you're still a little young, don't you know I'm a fighter? When I guessed the universe was invincible, your mother wasn't even born yet, and I couldn't play games with you. ”

One cat at a time looked at each other with a smile on his face, and Hanson reached out and gathered a gold coin and threw it into the sky, and said to the old cat, "Is it fair to punch the gold coin when it lands? ”

“Fair.” The old cat nodded and stared at the gold coins falling from the sky.

When!

The gold coin fell for a moment, one punch at a time.

Both fists appeared almost simultaneously, and Hanson and the old cat were both very calm and confident. The first time they came back was just a test, and the next was the time for real fighting machines and tricks.

Scissors! Rock! Rock!

Hanson and the old cat stared at each other, and the four eyes were filled with blood silk, and they had guessed for almost an hour, and the result was still flat, and their hearts were all spooked.

Fighting is brains, more spiritual exhausting than pure battle, both of whom are already suffering, but still can't win each other.

Eventually, every cat is tired of sitting next to a metal box, and nobody wins.

Knock!

All of a sudden, amidst the wonders of the metal box, a crisp sound came out, which frightened Hanson and the old cat, jumping off the ground and staring straight into the metal box.