Super God Gene

“Ho!” The Duke of Insomnia whispered a grudging, poisonous tsunami.

Many night ghosts whizzed with one of them, and they gave up bombarding the blue transparent shield, and a night ghost tore his body with claws, causing the ghost blood to fall like rain.

When the Duke of Insomnia waved the blood demon gun in his hand, the blood stain on the gun suddenly glowed, and the blood of the Heavenly Demon seemed to be attracted, all gathering towards the blood demon gun in the hands of the Duke of Insomnia.

The ghost blood attaches to the Blood Demon Gun and instantly stains the entire Blood Demon Gun, as if the sticky blood drips off the gun at any moment.

But no matter how much blood gets on it, it doesn't end up dripping it down. Instead, the blood on the gun gets heavier and heavier, and it spikes directly into blood.

The bloodstain seemed to tear the space apart, leaving a broken shadow in the air.

The Duke of Insomnia roared, his wings vibrated behind him, his hand gripping the blood demon gun seemed to be rehearsal, and a bullet stabbed the past towards the blue clear light mask in the sky.

Only a rainbow came up and stabbed the blue transparent mask with a bloody smell, but the blood immediately blew up and did not break the blue transparent mask.

“The power of the Blood Demon Gun is not enough. You only waste the power of the blood you save. See that Blood Demon bead at the end of the gun? When that blood demon bead lit up, when the power of the blood demon gun reached its peak, it gave Hanson another deadly blow, not to mention a mask, and even Hanson would be destroyed together.” Kahn's eyes were full of light.

The Duke of Insomnia has lost his way and can only bite his teeth. His eyes are full of killing machines. He emits a burst of tsunamis. The Night Ghost listens to her tsunami and suddenly tears his body apart faster, causing the ghost blood to flow faster to the Blood Demon Gun.

The blood on the Blood Demon Gun is getting stronger and stronger, and the seemingly stormy blood keeps gathering over the Blood Demon Gun, making the Blood Demon Gun smell even crazier and crazier.

“How come the blood demon beads haven't lit up yet?” The Duke of Insomnia looked at the night ghosts in the sky who could no longer support him, because the blood loss had fallen overwhelmingly and his heart was hurried and angry, roaring at Kahn.

“This is a royal vessel, isn't it so easy to activate? At least half of the Night Ghosts must sacrifice their blood in order to trigger the full power of the Blood Demon Gun...” Kahn said.

“I can't let them die!” The Duke of Insomnia growled.

“Now we have no way back, we have to kill Hanson and them, otherwise they come out of the Night Ghost Star, we can contact the Town Heavenly Palace, and then we will all die, and none of the Night Ghosts will survive.” Kahn said calmly.

The insomniac duke held the blood demon gun and his face was filled with pain. He watched as the blood of the heavenly ghosts continued to fall. One night after another, the ghosts fell from the sky because of excessive blood loss.

These Night Ghosts devour the living creatures, they are already a little confused, but the orders of the Duke of Insomnia are unwavering, one would rather shed blood than one Night Ghost retreat or heal his wounds.

“I'm going to kill you... I'm going to kill you... it's all because of you... my Night Ghost clan has come to this point..." The insomniac duke came up in front of the blue mask with his increasingly bloody demonic gun, biting his teeth against Hanson in the mask and roaring loudly, his otherwise beautiful face has become extremely twisted.

“Sleepless Duke, it's all your own fault.” Hanson whispered.

Hansen's words made the insomniac duke angrier, his blood red eyes killing him harder, and a tsunami prompted the Night Ghosts to continue sacrificing ghost blood.

“Faster... Faster...” The Duke of Insomnia stared dead at the Blood Demon Bead, hoping it would shine faster, and if it continued like this, the Night Ghost would almost die.

“Hanson, can't you stop this? It looks like the gun is really a little evil, and the power gathered on it is almost at the king's level!” The man said to Hanson as he wrapped the wound.

Although the blue transparent mask has proven its strength, it looks like a less thick glass mask that can withstand the impact of royal power. The man can't help but wonder.

“Probably fine.” Hanson wasn't sure either.

The Warbug King junction is a mutation of the king's beast soul. It should correspond to a half-step deification. In theory, it should be so much higher than the king's. The power to block the king should not be a problem.

But this is just a theory, and Hanson has never tried the true endurance of Warbug King's junction, and he can't be 100% sure.

“What do you mean, should?” The man glanced at Hanson.

“That's probably what it means.” Hanson smiled and said.

“Oh, my God!” The man covered his forehead and said with a depressed look, "I've never had much luck, don't bet on luck. ”

“I can't help it. I can only bet my luck now. Do you have a better idea?” Hanson laughed.

“It's over. Looks like I'm really dying here today.” The man cried with a grieving face.

“What's your name?” Hanson looked at the man and asked.

“My name is Simon Hung, when is it? You're still in the mood to ask these questions. Think about how to avoid the gun. The power on the gun is horrible...” Simon Hung exclaimed.

Blood like rain, guns like dragons.

The whole night ghost star seemed to be covered with a thick layer of blood stains, full of bloody scents, and clouds of blood gathered in the sky, covering the entire sky.

Tens of thousands of Night Ghosts are already half-dead, and it is obviously too expensive to completely inspire the power of the Royal Vessel.

The insomniac duke's eyes were filled with outright hatred, his eyes stared dead at Hansen in the mask, his poisonous eyes almost condensed, and his hatred could not dig Hansen's flesh out.

On a ruined earth, a night ghost who died only of ghost blood fell, and the rest of the night ghosts in the sky crashed, seemingly dying at any moment.

The Duke of Insomnia had bleeding tears in his eyes, but she had no way back and had to go on.

There is blood between the heavens and the earth, like hell.

Boom!

The blood demon beads on the tail of the blood demon suddenly shine and the blood rushes overnight, making the whole blood demon gun almost glow, as if it were a bloody shock in the hands of the insomniac duke.

“Go to hell!” In extreme resentment, the Duke of Insomnia moved his hands and instantly stabbed Hansen, as if the instant pierced the ancient sky.

Hanson tried to evade the gun in an instant, but the bloodbath was too horrible, as if it had locked in the void, the bloodbath was like a volcano eruption, instantly submerging Hanson in it, even the heavens and the earth were punctured by the melting of the bloodbath.