Super God Gene

“Don't know how to kill a god. Will it work against this god's knife?” Han Sen read his mind, and Tenroh Fujita was summoned by him, punching at the sword of God and bombarding the past.

Boom!

The sword of God was undamaged, but the blood demon on it was splattered by the blood flames of the vines.

Hansen was delighted: “It really works. Is this thing also a god? ”

Vine Tian Lo became powerful, punched and punched on the Blood Flame Devil, and scattered the Blood Flame Devil, with no power to fight back.

The sword of God had already been defeated. Now it is clamped by the vine tianluo. The blood flame on the knife is getting weaker and weaker. At the end of the day, the blood flame was completely smashed by the vine tianluo. The sword of God faded away, as if it had lost control, and fell to the ground.

Hanson flew up to the knife of God, picked it up from the ground, and found that the breath had run out on the knife of God, like a normal sharp knife.

With each hand holding one end of the sharp knife, he tried hard to break the knife, but it didn't work. The knife was still as hard as before, but it just didn't have a spiritual aura.

“Didn't hear the hunting tip, so it shouldn't be killing it.” For a moment, Hanson sank the sword of God into the Tower of Fate and suppressed it.

“Wan 'er, come with me, I'll take you to see Lonely Bamboo.” Hanson came to Wan 'er and said.

“You know my brother?” Wan 'er was happy first, then the color of God darkened. He shook his head and said: “Go quickly, I can't go with you. ”

“The sword of God has been repressed by me. Do you have any other concerns?” As soon as Hanson saw Wan's face, he knew there was something hidden inside.

“I signed a covenant with God, and I can't leave here, or I'll hurt my brother.” Wan 'er shook her head.

“What contract?” Hanson frowned.

Wan 'er shook her head again: “I can't tell you. If I did, he would be in danger. ”

Hanson knew it was no wonder Mandy. If he had changed his mind, even if he had guessed it might have been a fraud, he wouldn't risk his own family's safety until he was 100% certain.

“I won't force you to leave with me, but now that the sword of God is repressed by me, will that God let you go?” Hanson looked at Wan Er and said.

Wan Er bit her lip and did not speak, obviously she was not sure either.

“Let's see, you tell me where that god is, and I'll see if there's a way to solve it together.” Hanson continued.

If the God who signed the covenant with Wan 'er, like the demonic Lotus God, might be able to solve him together and restore Wan 'er's freedom once and for all.

Who knows, but Wan 'er still shook his head: “Go, God is not something we can deal with. He is everything. ”

“The Knife of God is not the same thing that I suppressed, nor is it impossible to suppress God.” Hanson persuaded.

“Unlike that, the Knife of God is just a knife, a toy of God, and how can it be equated with God? God's power is unimaginable to us...” He said, expressing a frightened expression on Wan 'er's little face, like remembering something terrible.

“How can I know if I haven't tried? If your brother Lonely Bamboo were here, he would have liked to see you again.” Hanson hopes to be able to use Lonely Bamboo to impress Wan.

Wan Er did reveal hesitation, but immediately shook her head firmly: “Thank you, please don't tell my brother about me. Go quickly. There must be something wrong with the sword of God. God must have sensed it. When he arrives, he won't be able to leave..."

“It's too late...” Wan's voice said the last sentence, actually changing the tone, like a different person.

Hanson's color changed dramatically. Only Wan's body was filled with obscure light. The whole person was like bathing in the morning light. One pair of eyes also became unusually clear, like a machine with no emotions.

“Being able to break into my ranch and destroy my knife spirit, you come to be interesting very.” Wan looked at Hanson with interest and said that her expression was like a high king, watching an interesting circus clown.

“Are you God?” Hanson stared coldly at Wan 'er.

He suddenly realized what it was, but he didn't know exactly what it was.

“Yes, I am God.” Wan 'er nodded with a smile, his eyes still gauged Hanson. "What's your name? What kind of creature is it? ”

“Gold coins, people.” Hanson replied.

Wan 'er shook her head. “You're not a human being, you're not a human being, you're a fae. ”

It was obviously problematic that Hansonton was struck at first sight by the fact that few of the creatures of the Great Universe knew about the existence of man, and that this so-called God, not only knew about the existence of a people, but was also able to make it clear that he was not a people.

“How do you know I'm not human?” Hanson asked in silence.

“If not, then not, no reason.” Wan continued.

“What's your name again?” Hanson asked back.

“is God.” Wan Er replied.

“Isn't God supposed to have a seal? What's your god name, like the goddess of nothingness or the god of celestial nails?” Hanson continues to ask.

“You came to know very well, no wonder you ruined my knife spirit.” God smiled and said, “But if I don't have a god, just call me god. ”

Without waiting for Hanson to ask anything more, God went on to say, "You ruined my knife spirit. I can't compare this to you. You want to take Wan, I can do what you want. But the world is fair. You get so much, you always have to pay something to be fair. You're right? ”

“No. Why pay for what you stole from me?” Hanson whispered.

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“What if I lose?” Hanson frowned.

“If you lose, you're so funny, I don't want you to die...” After a moment of silence, God continued: “You can take over Wan's work here and feed the sword of God for a hundred years. ”

“It's not fair. I win. You don't have to pay anything. I lose, but I pay 100 years. Why am I gambling with you so unfairly?” Hanson whispered.

'Cause that's what I bet you on. ”God grinned.

Hanson just wanted to say that I wouldn't bet on what you could do to me, but before he could get out, Hanson was appalled to find that, under God's watchful eye, his hand didn't listen to the call, pinched his neck, strangled into death, pinched himself to choke, with Hanson's mind and power, he couldn't control his body at all.

Inside the sea of souls, the black crystal armor has completely converged its breath, as if it did not exist and did not respond at all.