Super God Gene

Hanson took a closer look and realized that the Snake King had not eyes on his neck, but six spinning gears, and he didn't know what those six gears did.

“Let's go.” Ricole shouted at Hansen and was ready to leave with a divine tour.

But before she started to move, she saw that the space around her had suddenly turned upside down, and the whole universe was spinning like a whirlpool.

He also wanted to use the transient Hanson, and suddenly found himself unable to tear space apart, as if it had lost contact with the outside world.

“Oops, we're trapped in a hexagonal space, where all the space order is controlled by the hexagonal serpent, where the power of the space system is unusable.” Li Ke 'er was shocked.

Hanson did not panic, he noticed that the eye of the Hexanuclear Serpent had been staring over his head and had not moved half a minute from beginning to end, apparently towards the Alligator.

The little crocodile had just been born. He had no idea what it meant to be scared. He saw the Six-Nuclear Serpent staring at it and staring back at it. He shouted at the Six-Nuclear Serpent with a high toe.

Hanson knew what it meant to let the Six-Nuclear Serpent hang with it later, when it was his little brother.

The Six-Nuclear Serpent didn't know if he understood it, but suddenly made an angry strange cry, sprayed his mouth, and saw a chain of space order rolling towards the little crocodile like the cosmic aurora.

Hanson fled quickly, but the little crocodile was arrogant to greet him. He was about to go to war with the Six-Nuclear Serpent, or he was trying to teach the Six-Nuclear Serpent a lesson.

This is all due to Hanson's previous bragging to it. He used to brag about what little crocodile is the invincible existence of the universe in order to inspire the little crocodile. All the people worship it as if it were a god, and worship it as if it were a raging river and water, as if all the creatures of the universe hated not being its little brother.

Poor little crocodile thought his mother was the biggest in the universe, and then it was his dick, and all the other creatures were little brothers, and where could he tolerate the Six-Nuclear Snake offense?

Hanson stopped shortly after he ran away and was going to watch a snake crocodile fight.

“Let's go, Alligator is not the opponent of the Six-Nuclear Serpent. Get out of here before it's too late.” Linglong said to Hanson as he flew.

“Isn't the power of crocodiles comparable to the real primitive deification of the outside world? Can there be a stronger Fae in the core?” Hanson wondered.

Li Keru explained: "Six-nuclear serpents are one of the most powerful Fae in the core domain. Although they are not as perverted as the Great Alligator, they have reached the peak of their original base level. Plus, the power of the space system is extremely powerful, and the combat experience is far from comparable to that of the Little Alligator. The Little Alligator, just barely born, is definitely not its opponent.

Boom!

As if to prove Ricole's words, he heard a loud noise. The alligator had been pumped out by the hexanuclear serpent, rolling constantly in the sky, and after hitting an asteroid, he blew up the asteroid.

“So fierce!” Hanson was frightened and fled with a bronze casting blade furnace. The space was confined. There was no way to move quickly, and Linglong and Ricole had to fly.

The voices in the void behind him continued to sound horrible, Hanson couldn't help but look back, only to see the little crocodile had been smoked nasal bluish face, wow cried, beside those elongated eyes, tears kept pouring out.

“Sorry, little crocodile, you can't do it, I'm not an opponent anymore. At least you can deify the Fae and persevere in your escape. Don't blame me me for my ruthlessness. After all, I was just captured by you, speaking of which we are enemies and non-friends.” Hansen flies whispering in his heart.

Flying further away with Linglong, but Hanson always felt a little strange in his heart, always feeling like his eyes were full of tears.

“So... why did the Six Nucleus Snake God deal with the Alligator?” Hanson asked Ricole as he flew.

“The Six-Nuclear Snake God is one of the few core Fae that can evolve. Originally, it was not called the Six-Nuclear Snake God, but the Double-Nuclear Snake God. There are only two gears around the neck. Later, every time it devours one of the Divine Core Fae Fae, it can produce one more gear, and its strength will be greatly improved. Now it has a total of six cores, it's powerful, and it's the top primitive primitive goddess in the big universe, and it has terrible spatial power, far from the Golden God comparing those core goddesses to Fae.” Ricole explained.

“Does the Six-Nuclear Snake God have a weakness?” Hanson frowned.

“If you say weakness, it's not without it. After all, its strength is strong, but the core Fae have some flaws, and the Six-Nuclear Snake God is no exception. Its weakness is actually the gear core. Four of them are that it devours other core Divine Fae gains, and its union with itself is not so perfect, which is its only weakness.” Ricole said.

“You guys go ahead.” After listening, Hanson suddenly turned around and flew back.

“What do you want?” Ricole and Linglong were shocked and wondered what was going on with Hanson.

“You guys go ahead, I'll check it out.” Hanson said that he always felt a little strange in his heart and eventually decided to go back and take a look.

“He's not trying to save the little crocodile, is he?” Lee Kerr looked at Hanson's figure and went away. Some couldn't believe his judgment.

“He's too emotional, and I'm afraid he's going to lose a lot in the future. Although his talents and abilities are excellent, it's too dangerous to make silkworms.” Linglong said with no expression.

“But if I'm stuck with a strong enemy and I can't resist, I also hope to have someone with such emotions back to rescue me.” Ricole said in a sophisticated manner.

“Life and death are the norm, and mindsets like yours are not conducive to practicing too much.” Linglong frowned.

The little crocodile was pulled by a chain of spatial order and could not move in the void, but its flesh was so powerful that the chain of spatial order could not even cut its body open. The whipping of a chain of spatial order could only cause a blood mark on its body.

The Six-Nuclear Snake God stared at the Crocodile God like a giant demon, and the chain of order on his body continued to float, punching the Crocodile God at a time to hide.

The little crocodile, whoa, cried, and the blood on his body appeared together.

The power of the crocodile was not enough to break free from those chains of spatial order, and he had no chance of escape. He could only hang there and be mercilessly whipped. The blood marks on his body appeared together. Although not seriously injured, his tears fell like broken beads.