Super God Gene

Linglong stood there like a robot with no emotions, her eyes calm and indifferent, even seeing through the red dust out of her family, would not be as emotional about everything as she was.

“No matter how many times I look at it again, I still feel so powerful, but also so cruel, as a way, the heavenly people are one, they should be the real heavenly people, but with the heavens, become part of the great cosmic order, Ben, am I still there?” Lord Zhen Tiangong looked at Linglong and said softly.

“My ancestors also thought about it, so that they insisted on mixing with other races, re-founding a new clan, and making new changes in the eyes of the too superior. Although some changes may weaken the eyes of the too superior and no longer fit perfectly with the cosmic order, there is an additional possibility. This sub-possibility gives the heavenly people countless possibilities for the future, not the possibility of the too superior.” The woman paused and said, “But then again, we are part of the universe, and in no way can we be truly separated from it. From this point of view, the way to the right way, they are indeed one of the closest races to the essence of the universe. ”

“Right and wrong are not absolute, we only take what we think is right and how it turns out, then leave it to time to judge.” The Lord of the Town's Heavenly Palace spoke softly.

Hanson is also admiring the luxurious move, although he has seen it once, but it is still so stunning to see it again.

Biology is imperfect, with all kinds of biases, but it opens up too much of an eye, yet perfectly improbable, as if she was no longer a creature, but a perfect work of art that God had crafted.

“Do your best, or you won't have any chance.” Ling said lightly to Hanson that her words, though arrogant, did not make people feel arrogant, as if they were merely stating a fact.

Hanson smiled slightly, standing with his palm as a knife, his teeth splitting towards Ling Ling.

The last time they fought was just to borrow water for battle, it was only a trial confrontation, Linglong was not able to fully exploit the power of the superior eye.

But this time, unlimited, Linglong's fighting power will inevitably push to the limit.

The purple knife came out of the palm, like the teeth of a venomous snake, phasing into the past, fast, harsh, accurate, and at the same time the curved trajectory was completely indescribable.

Issa couldn't help but nod herself when she saw Hansen's fangs. Although Hansen's toothknife was somewhat different from her style, she had undoubtedly reached the point where she was one of the world's best toothknives.

Many of the knife masters in Zhen Tian Palace, seeing Hansen this knife, are also admired in their hearts. Even if they do not understand the knife disciple, they can see that the knife is strong, has reached an incredible degree, and is not inferior to the divine strength.

“Although I really don't want to admit it, but the gift does exist. Grades like Brother Han can actually practice this kind of knife. I'm afraid that only a few people in my town, such as Lonely Bamboo and Yu Kindness, can compare with it.” A disciple of the town of Tiangong sighed.

But the next second, the disciple of Zhen Tian Palace opened his eyes and could not believe what his eyes saw.

Hanson's stunning knife actually sliced away.

It did look like it had been cut off, because Ling Lung stood there and didn't move at all, but Hanson's knife had been cut off from her, and she hadn't even touched her hair in the corner.

The glorious colour of the snow in white has not changed at all, just to calmly look at Hanson and say: "Go on, use all your strength. ”

Hanson was immobile and continued to use the knife's later moves.

With all due respect, Hanson did not have a one-size-fits-all approach, but he also did a great deal of hard work. Every move has been made into the country, and few of his peers can compare to it.

But his toothknife was used from beginning to end, and Linglong stood there and didn't even move his little toe, and Hanson's knife was all gone.

Although Zhen Tiangong's disciples knew that he was too good for his clan, they still stared at him and couldn't imagine what kind of power it was. They didn't even move their fingers, so they let Hanson's knife method slice all the way off and didn't even hurt her hair.

Naturally, no one would think that Hanson would have made such a low-level mistake, and even if there had been a mistake, it would not have been possible to make all the mistakes of a set of knives, and no one would have even touched them.

“Brother Lonely Bamboo, what kind of power is Linglong? How can she stand still and Brother Han can't even cut her?” Yunshui asked the lonely bamboo beside her.

Lonely Bamboo sighed for a moment and said: "She didn't move, but that doesn't mean she didn't hide. ”

“What's the difference?” Yun Sushang couldn't help but ask.

Lonely Bamboo thought about it and said, "We all know that movement is relative, like looking out the window when you're on a spaceship, and you think it's the objects outside that are regressing, not the ships that are moving forward. ”

Yun Sushang was shocked: “Brother, are you saying that it is not Linglong who moves, but the world? ”

“Almost. Although she is still only a nine-pronged king and has a limited range of influences, that part of the world of the arena is moving because of her.” Lonely Bamboo nods.

“The whole world is used by Linglong, isn't Brother Han certain to lose?” Yunshui worried.

“Not necessarily, I was just a metaphor. After all, Linglong is still only a king of nine, far from the realm of the true identity of the universe. There is still a limit to the impact on the world. As long as Hanson's power exceeds this limit, he can naturally catch up with that stationary train in the world of motion.” Lonely Bamboo said.

“It is also King 9, can Brother Han's power exceed that limit?” Yunshu looked to Lonely Bamboo and looked forward to a definitive answer.

“Yes.” Lonely Bamboo answered very positively.

Lonely Bamboo was only able to export the word, and I saw Hanson chopping his teeth out again.

“There is no need to repeat the genetic technique again.” Linglong still stood there expressionless and said, but her words came out and suddenly stopped, glancing at her.

“Scold!” the voice fell, heard a tearing of clothes, only to see a torn mouth over the sleeve of Linglong's left hand, the power of purple extinction spreading on it.

“The same tricks don't always work, do they?” Hanson looked at Linglong with a smile.