Super God Gene

Han Sen Liqi was naturally not able to compare, he tried to control his strength, but was also similar to an excavator. The shovel flew quickly, and in a flash, he dug out a gutter, luring out the purple liquid in the pit.

Strangely enough, I don't know what those purple liquids really are. When they come out, they volatilize very quickly. Not far out, they all evaporate.

The light purple fog rose around the area and was blown away by the wind on the meadow.

Lady Yang didn't dare to come close, but he didn't dare to really walk away. He could only stamp his feet and look far away. He just prayed that Hanson should never do anything.

It doesn't matter if Hansen dies, but without Hansen's refuge, he's in big trouble.

Without saying that peace is still looking for him, it's just Shibo's family, I'm afraid I won't let him go.

“What sin did I do in my last life? I can't believe I met such a dead thing...” Yang Lao's heart lamented.

Hanson dug the trench fountain, but the purple fountain water kept pouring out, with no sign of diminishing, so he had to jump into the fountain water to dig.

Far away, Mrs. Yang saw Hanson jump into the spring water, his head was full of black lines, his eyes twitched constantly: “Death... this is death...”

Hanson stood in the fountain, feeling that the purple fountain was a little cooler, it felt like he was wiping alcohol.

But this thing is volatile faster than alcohol, so even though purple liquid keeps gushing out, it doesn't form a lot of water, and Hanson is standing there, just not past his knees.

“Old Yang, how deep is the genetic egg buried down there?” Hanson sighted Mrs. Yang not walking in the distance and sipped at him.

Mr. Yang just said that the genetic eggs were quite fragile before they were hatched, and he feared digging the genetic eggs out.

Mr. Yang's eyelids twitched and finally replied: “I should have judged that there was still half a foot away, but since there was a fountain of evil spirits underneath, my previous judgment should have been incorrect. It's hard to say how shallow it is, but it certainly won't be over three meters. ”

Hanson listened to Mr. Yang, inserting the shovel directly into the dirt beneath the fountain, a horrible force suddenly passed into the dirt, instantly splitting the face into a trench up to three meters deep.

Hanson is unable to use the Dong Xuan realm right now and cannot scan the situation below, but the ability to control the power is still there, trying to cut three meters deep, which is not bad at all.

At the moment when the trench was cut open, there was only a fountain of evil spirits with thick baby arms. At that moment, like a volcanic eruption, it erupted a dozen heights and wetted Hansen's entire body.

Ho!

Far from seeing the spring water erupt, a purple light shadow emerged in the sky. In obscurity, it seemed like a horrible giant beast. The giant beast shadow roared, and then the purple air dissipated into the sky. It seemed that evening summer on the sky was dyed purple.

“It was a... divine alien... ancient evil beast..." Yang Lao's frightened ass sat on the ground, glaring at the void, as if he had seen a ghost.

Hanson also saw the glittering vision and heard the roar of the beast, but was not at all surprised.

The eruption of Evil Spirit Springs just now seemed to drain the purple liquid inside, and the spring soon fell, gradually no longer erupting.

And the purple liquid that sprayed earlier, it also volatilized quickly, just for a moment, there was no more half liquid on the ground, but there was still hidden purple gas in the air, but when the sun was shining, it quickly dissipated.

Hanson was afraid of hurting the genetic egg, and after entering the ditch, he dug directly with his hands, and the speed was not too slow.

After digging more than three feet, I suddenly felt that my fingers touched something different. I couldn't help but rejoice: “I think I did. ”

Hanson rushed to the dirt next to him with his hands, and saw the black metal revealed below, thinking it was a genetic egg, but he kept digging, and quickly discovered that it was not a genetic egg.

“What the hell is this?” Hanson weighed something he had dug himself out with some confusion.

Even if he doesn't understand genetic eggs anymore, it can be seen that what's in front of him is definitely not genetic eggs. Who's got eggs that look like a stick hammer?

The thing in front of it is a black metal column, the diameter of the column is as big as the mouth of the sea bowl, Hanson dug up more than a meter, and it's still buried in the dirt, I don't know how deep it is.

The part that was exposed to the outside looked blackened and engraved with symbols and words that Hanson didn't know, it looked like a pile of iron engraved with scripture.

“Old Yang, why don't you take a look at this? How can you dig up an iron stake in a vein?” Hanson waved to the distant Yang Lady.

Mrs. Yang seemed scared, but when she heard what Hanson had said, she was trembling. She climbed up from the ground and quickly ran to the side of the trench, lying down by the trench and looking down.

Look at this, Mrs. Yang's face suddenly turned a little white and lost her soul-like muttering to herself: “It's over... this time it's a big trouble...”

“Looks like Old Yang, you recognize this thing, you've dug it out anyway, so tell me, what the hell is this?” Hansen's interest grew stronger.

He is the most curious person, otherwise he would not have come to this point. The more Yang Lao acted like the sky was about to collapse, the more curious he was, trying to figure out what was going on.

“No wonder... no wonder I didn't see there was a fountain of evil spirits here before... Could there be a vessel of veins here... It's been bloody bad for eight lifetimes, I knew there was a vessel of veins here, and I wouldn't dig genetic eggs here if I killed you..." Yang Lao's regrettable intestines are all blue.

“Old Yang, you have to talk like that again, believe me or not, I'll shove this pillar in your body?” Hansen stared at Lady Yang in a disgraceful way.

Though he was well-groomed, he hated it the most. Too many people had met before, and there was a shadow in his heart.

When Lady Yang saw Hansen's cold eyes, he struck a thrill. “Suddenly, my lord, aging was just too exciting. This iron stake should be the vessel of the vein, the vessel used by the powerful to suppress the ground vein. ”

“Why repress the veins?” At last, Hanson's face slowed slightly when he saw Mr. Yang speaking.

Yang Zi sighed: “Naturally, because there is an extremely heinous genetic species in the vein. When the strong ones discovered it, they were unwilling to give birth to the genetic species in the vein, but were unable to destroy it. They could only repress it with a vein vessel, making it difficult to give birth to the genetic species. ”