Super God Gene

Hanson followed the Nine Thousand Emperors to the back of the Tablet, and he saw several black shadows on the back of the Tablet, as if the shadow from the candle fire was on the tablet.

Hanson took a closer look, but his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, because the black shadow reflected on the tablet clearly showed that there were one big one small two goldfish, and one big one small two people, whose appearance was distinguished by him and Bao, and the shadows of the other ancient Yuan and Zhen Tian Palace seats were also on that tablet, one not more than one.

“Master, with your strength, can't you break the ban on this tablet?” Hanson went back to the front and asked the Great Guyuan Master.

“Definition tablets are not exotic treasures that can be broken with brute force.” The Great Guyuan Master laughed bitterly: "Now our souls are all on the tablet. If we attack the tablet with barbaric force, the first thing injured is our souls. Even if we can break the tablet, our souls will be broken. After all, we will not escape. ”

“How amazing is this treasure?” Hanson gauged the tablet with surprise.

“Son, he is right, the fate tablet cannot be broken by force. If Saint Kirin is still there, this tablet can be said to be unbreakable, but now that Saint Kirin is dead, only the fate tablet itself acts by instinct, and it is not unbreakable.” Nine thousand emperors on one side said.

Ancient Yuan and Zhen Tian Palace first heard the 9,000 emperors call themselves old slaves in front of Hansen, even more odd.

“What way?” Hanson asked.

Instead of answering directly, the Nine Thousand Emperors hesitated to look at Guyuan and Zhen Tian Palace for the first time, which was obvious, obviously afraid of being heard by them.

Zhen Tian Palace's first sneer: “What good can you do, slave of a sacred area in the district, just to borrow the fate of the fatalist tablet? ”

The Nine Thousand Emperors were not ambiguous, and the opposite lips clasped: “Now that you know that the fatalist tablet has the power of fate, you are still trapped here, I suppose it must be that fate is too low? ”

Zhen Tian Palace's first seat was not angry, but looked at the 9,000 emperor coldly and said: “This fate weighs 98,188 kg. I do not know the geometry of your fate. I do not know who is lighter or cheaper than this one? ”

“Outrageous!” Nine thousand dystons raged and one eye above the armor opened slightly, seemingly preparing to do it.

Zhen Tian Palace's first cold look at the Nine Thousand Emperors, is also a dark self-rotating force.

“Nine, what is fate?” Hanson looked at the Nine Thousand Emperors and asked.

Nine thousand emperors stared severely at the first seat of the town's Heavenly Palace, which only bowed down and replied: “Back to the son's words, fate is actually the foundation of the ability of the fatalist tablet. For example, if an opponent is suppressed by a creature with a gold stone object, the more powerful the opponent is, the heavier the gold stone object is needed, and the more powerful the opponent must be before it can be pressed under the gold stone. ”

“The same is true of the principle of the imperial tablet, except that it suppresses not the flesh but the soul, and ordinary power cannot escape the repression of the imperial tablet. But the soul itself has its weight, which we do not normally see or touch, let alone have no way to measure, but the fatal tablet can call the weight of the fatal soul, and in theory, in the absence of the control of Saint Kirin, the fatal tablet can suppress the soul weighing less than 10,000 kg, if the fatal soul weighs more than 10,000 kg, it can get rid of the repression of the fatal tablet, and it is even possible to control the fatal tablet in reverse and become its new owner. ”

“What determines the weight of the soul when this happens? Cultivation, talent or rank?” Hanson laughed when he heard it was funny.

Nine Thousand Emperors shook their heads: “It has nothing to do with cultivation, talent and grade. The weight of life and soul is fixed for each creature. It is born as much as it is, and it does not increase or decrease. Even those lowly ordinary creatures may possess 10,000 kilos of souls, but many true god powerful people may have lighter souls. ”

“Oh, how does the weight of the soul affect the creature?” Hanson wondered.

“Old Slave does not know that life does not affect the cultivation of talent, nor does it affect the length of life, nor does it even have any use for promotion grade. Besides being able to influence the fate tablet, Old Slave has not heard of the weight of life soul.” Nine thousand emperors hastily replied.

“That's because you're ignorant.” The first seat of the Zhen Tian Palace seemed to have been carried with the 9,000 emperors and said with disdain.

The Nine Thousand Emperors looked down and a pair of Green Forest eyes stared at the first seat of the town's Heavenly Palace and said: "Your Excellency is ignorant, what is the weight of life and soul? ”

Zhen Tian Palace first said: "How can it be useless to say that the soul is so heavy that it is the foundation of a life, that the fate is so low and the fate of those who are so heavy is so expensive that it is related to the fate of their life? ”

“Spoil the crowd, as you put it, are those barons more noble than real god-class creatures with thousands of lives?” Nine thousand emperors snorted cold.

Zhen Tian Palace closed his eyes for the first time and said: "Life is expensive and cheap. It is not hierarchical and measurable. How can a vulgar generation understand the wonders of it? ”

The Nine Thousand Emperors still had their first argument with Zhen Tian Palace, but Hanson interrupted them: “How can one be fated? Is it dangerous?”

“Just drip a drop of your own blood over the tablet, which will naturally weigh your life.” Nine thousand emperors hastily replied.

Hansen saw that the first of the Town's heavenly palaces did not refute, nor did the Great Guyuan Master say anything, thinking that the Nine Thousand Emperors were right.

But Hanson didn't try it on his own, he just took a drop of blood from the big goldfish wound and threw it towards the fate tablet.

That drop of red blood, like lava, fell on the fate tablet, and suddenly it was like the pigment had opened up in the water, dyeing the entire tablet a bright red color.

The next second, Hanson saw the top of the fate tablet, with a row of four zeros, and he jumped right up, rising from 0001 onwards.

Hanson probably knows that a word should represent a kilogram, and the four-digit limit is 9999. If you exceed the four-digit limit to 10,000, you will exceed the limit that the fatalist can reach, and the fatalist will not be able to continue to suppress his soul.

“This fatalistic monument is somewhat strangely synonymous with the eyes of the law.” Hanson looked at the constantly beating numbers on the fatalist tablet, hidden in his heart.

Originally Hanson thought the numbers on the fatal tablet should beat for a while, after all, it was a true Divine Fae and life could not be too light.

Who knows that the number on the fatal tablet jumps to 26, stops and does not continue to jump.

“Is the soul of a goldfish only twenty-two or six pounds?” Hanson was slightly overwhelmed, and the result was too unexpected.

Zhen Tian Palace first said that his soul weighed more than 9,000 kg, and the same great goldfish of the true divine class was only 26 kg, which was a little too bad.