Super God Gene

Knock!

The head of a floral god was cut off by the White World with a deification vessel, but the head and body fell into the earth, and it healed at a visible speed of the flesh, and soon stood up again.

If the sound of killing is everywhere in the large air garden, the Wang Qiang strong are basically dying out, even the situation of the Divine strong becomes very bad, you can already see the image of the divine bloodshed.

“Let's go.” Hanson looked at Lonely Bamboo and saw that he still had room for a while, so he didn't have to worry. As soon as he grabbed the arm of the evil emperor, he flew out for tens of thousands of miles, heading towards the lower level of the air garden.

The lower level is unsafe, but Hanson found a residual violet smell there, and he and the surviving florists should have fled below.

Several florists rushed up, and Hanson's fists flashed, blowing them out like sandbags.

Hansen remained unstoppable after the large number of flower gods stopped him, rushing all the way to the lowest level of the garden in the air, coming to the front of a big tree, punching the big tree out of a big hole.

The tree was empty, Hanson drilled in with the evil emperor, and the flower gods who chased after him didn't come back.

“Seems a little odd here?” The evil emperor walked down and looked around and said.

“It's kind of weird.” Hanson nodded slightly and looked around.

They walked down the aisle, surrounded by neither stone walls nor dirt, but a huge swath of vines interwoven together, and the vines were translucent and looked like blood vessels, and it was hidden that something really seemed to flow inside the vines.

Not long after walking away, I suddenly saw the space below open up, forming a huge underground space, with countless roots tied together to support this vast underground world.

Hanson has seen Violet and others, standing right in front of the vine columns that connect the heavens and the earth.

“Violet, it's a good plan, but can you stand in the universe after you've caused so many powerful people?” Hansen walked toward Violet.

But Violet and others didn't even look at him, still staring at the vines, maintaining the gesture of prayer, and seemed to be whispering something.

Only Violet said softly: "If we do not do this, the Flower Gods will be exterminated, and there will be no future. ”

Between the words, Hansen and the Evil Emperor had walked near Violet and looked at it with their eyes, only in the crossed vine, sitting like a giant creature.

The spiritual plate sits there at a hundred heights, the whole body is like jade, the crystal clear like jade, those roots are wrapped outside his body, like a blood drawer tube, the source of constant extraction of some substance or energy from the giant.

“What is he?” Hanson stared at the giant like the jade sculpture and asked, as if he smelled something familiar on the giant.

“He is God.” Violet's eyes answered enthusiastically.

“God? What level of God?” Hanson frowned.

“Without rank, he is not a garbage deification creature, but a true God, a God of all things.” The violet colors are almost insane.

“How do you know he's a true god?” Hanson finally knows why he feels a familiar smell in this giant, because this guy, though dead, still has that nasty feeling in him, like a god such as the emperor.

“I just know!” Violet snorted coldly, but quickly went on to explain: "The aerial garden you saw was nothing more than a tiny ganoderma, because it was an accident that the spore of the ganoderma had fallen on the body of God and absorbed the power of God to the present day, creating a heterogeneous space with a body of ganoderma, and giving birth to so many plant fae, if not God, what creature's corpse possessed such terrible energy? ”

Hansen stared at the Emerald Giant and, as far as he knew, God could not handle the creatures of the world, but at the same time the creatures of the world should not be able to touch them.

If this jade giant is truly the same god as the emperor, then even if he were dead, he would not be parasitic.

“What the hell is this? Could it really be the body of a god?” Hanson's mind flashed with countless thoughts.

Without Hanson's question, Violet said to herself, seemingly very excited.

“The ancestors of our floral god family witnessed the entire process of the parasitization of Ganoderma in the Divine Corpse and guarded it for generations, trying to figure out what this god really was, and they didn't figure out what it was, but a strange flower was flowering over the head of our family, which gave us the ability to evolve at high speed. Although the evolution time was too short to be comparable to that of those races that had evolved for hundreds of millions of years, it also exceeded the evolutionary standards of ordinary creatures, saying that it was not too much to leap forward. ”

“After generations of research, we have finally found a way to absorb the power of God directly… it is to transform ourselves into a plant, like a Ganoderma parasitic on the corpse, thus seizing the power of the corpse…”

“You do not seem to have succeeded, but the Flower Gods have no power, and unfortunately the mind is in trouble.” As Hansen has probably guessed, the reason the Flower Gods became so horrible is because they absorbed the power of the corpse.

“Yes, we can say that we have succeeded, or we have failed, by virtue of the rootstock of the garden in the air, so that we can absorb the power of the divine corpse directly, rather than indirectly by eating the heretical plants, so that we can acquire it faster and our people can evolve faster. ”

“Previously, it was not possible to get one who wanted to strengthen God, but since directly absorbing the power of the Divine Corpse, one tribe after another was promoted to deification, just as it should be. ”

Speaking of which, Violet's face is already full of fanaticism: “Unfortunately, at this time, most of the people's bodies were in trouble, they couldn't bear the power of God, gradually became like plants, and even their minds grew closer to plants, even burying themselves in the dirt, trying to live as a plant... and I was different...”

“Why are you different?” Hanson knew the point was coming and stared at some crazy violet and asked.

Violet's face is filled with unspeakable pride: “I am the Son of God, and I can bear the power of God, and not be botanized like a people... but I still encounter a little difficulty... this is the test God has given me...”