Super God Gene

Moonrise exploded, Hansen's true body appeared on the other side, without a moment of hesitation, Hansen directly incarnated the blood and reflected in the eyes of a duke unicorn staring at him.

Boom!

Hanson had just entered the eyes of the Duke's unicorn, and a red beam of light fell over the head of the Duke's unicorn, smashing the entire head of the Duke's unicorn directly.

Hanson did not pause at all and was already in the eye of another Duke unicorn.

Boom!

Again, as a result, the head of this Duke unicorn was blown up again, except this time with a black beam of light.

Hanson kept moving with his eyes, but every time he was caught, the Unicorn Kings didn't hesitate to blow up Hanson's legged unicorn.

Seven unicorn kings sighed toward the sky, and a large section of unicorns turned away quickly. They obviously understood Hanson's pupil technique and refused to give him another chance to walk away.

“Hanson and Randall are screwed.” Seeing this place, many royal nobles couldn't help but sigh.

Generally, creatures tend to sympathize with the weak, and Hanson and Randall are supposed to be the best in the same class, but now they become the sympathetic weak.

Randall is already covered in injuries and doesn't seem to last long.

And Hanson can only escape by pupil surgery now, but if he can't find a pupil, I'm afraid he won't end up much better than Randall.

“Clouseau, it looks like the big picture is set. Your expectations of that traitor are too high.” The dragon held the cup with his hands and sipped the tea, smiling slightly.

“It is hard to say who wins or who loses before the last moment.” Clouseau's face is still smiling.

“What? Is there any other way for the traitor to fail?” Dragon frowned at Randall in battle.

“Who knows, the world is unexpected.” Clouseau seemed to say rather than say.

Boom!

Another loud explosion was like a void explosion. Randall was bombed out again. His body was very badly injured. Only three blood holes had penetrated his chest. There were countless wounds all over his body. His whole body was bleeding, I'm afraid, and his blood was about to dry.

Such a serious injury, in exchange for other half-step deification, even if it did not die from the wound, I am afraid it will die alive and painfully. But Randall's body didn't feel any pain, just pale.

Once again, the colorful unicorn came out of the sky, one pair of eyes glassy as if they were reflecting the cosmic sky, and the colorful glow of the eyes shined once again towards Rando.

At that glance, it was like the wonder of the birth and decline of the universe.

Randall's body was still dancing in the air, unable to escape the blow, and he had to look at the horrible seven colors of daylight on his head.

Everyone thought Randall was going to die this time, and how tough the Dragon's body was, it would be hard to survive being shot directly in the head unless it was one of the few Dragons with a special regenerative physique.

Ho!

Randall suddenly made a dragon chant, but when he looked closely, he found that the dragon chant was not coming from Randall's mouth, but from his back.

A purple dragon pattern appeared on Randall's back. The purple dragon pattern almost took over his entire back, emitting a purple glow. A purple gas rose from the rise of the dragon pattern, as if the dragon pattern was about to come back to life.

Randall was in the air, one punch to the seven colors of Xia Guang, only to see the violet dragon tattoo on his back magnify, a path of purple gas along his arm, like a dragon muscle towards the fist.

A purple dragon broke his fist and hit the unicorn's seven-colored gaze. The two forces impacted each other between Yunxia. At that moment, the space was torn apart, forming a huge black hole, sucking in all the power and things in the vicinity, instead of creating an explosion.

“Wouldn't that be the dragon print of the last generation of dragons? What happened to that traitor?” The dragon stared dead at the purple dragon pattern on Randall's back.

“The Dragon Print of Hell is a very special power. Legend has it that your dragon generation Dragon II, the master of Randall, created the special treasure for impacting the Dragon I position. Unfortunately, before he came and used it, his beloved has cut off his head.” Clouseau smiled.

“Turns out the Dragon Print of Hell wasn't destroyed, but was taken away by the traitor. That's good, that's great.” Without surprise, the dragon's eyes stared enthusiastically at the dragon pattern of Hell on Randall's back.

In order to take the position of Dragon One, the previous generation of Dragon Two took its own deified body as its foundation, refined the stains of fine blood and created this treasure of the Dragon Print of Hell.

There are not many Dragons who know this treasure, and no second Dragons dare to try it, because it is too painful.

Using your body and dragon blood as a basis to refine the Dragon Print of Hell is tantamount to throwing yourself into the cast blade furnace and casting it over and over again. The pain is not something that ordinary people can bear, it is simply to go into Hell and be tortured by Hell, hence the name of Dragon Print of Hell.

After more than 10,000 years of suffering, the last generation of Dragon II survived the exotic treasure of the Dragon of Hell and became one with himself.

After the death of the last generation of Dragon II, even the Dragon tribe thought that the Dragon Print of Hell was destroyed. After all, Dragon II of Hell was cast by himself, almost as one with him.

But it didn't occur to me that the Dragon Tattoo of Hell didn't die with Dragon II, but on Randall's body, he could still be controlled by Randall.

Judging by the power of the dragon pattern of hell just now, it has clearly reached the deification level, condensing the chain of order.

Randall has not yet been promoted to deification, he has been able to make the Dragon Print of Hell explode so powerful. If he, the powerful God, uses the Dragon Print of Hell, he will surely explode even more amazing.

“You knew Randall had the Dragon of Hell on him?” Ryuichi stared at Crozet and asked.

“If it wasn't for the Dragon Print of Hell, Randall, how could he kill his master? You don't think half-step deification can really kill deification alone?” Crozet said softly.

Instead of being angry, Ryuichi laughed: “Fine, today I even took back the dragon pattern of Hell. It was a complete end to this resentment. ”

“What, so little confidence in the dragon pattern of hell created by your dragons themselves?” Kloser licked his lips and said.

“Although the dragon pattern of hell is strong, unfortunately, Uncle Dragon was just a prototype, not really finished, and you underestimate the power of Tianxia Unicorn, it is not a general deification.” Ryuichi said calmly.

Clouseau's face finally changed and his gaze turned towards the deified unicorns and landau of confrontation.