Super God Gene

Burning power flowed all over Hansen's body, lifting his whole body like a purple glow after the sunset.

“This power… seems to be altering my body's genes…" Hanson feels that the body's cells are invaded by that burning force and that some kind of transformation seems to be taking place.

“Get the dragon god gene, the dragon god vein opens.” Hansen was surprised by the sudden sound of a tone in his head.

Hanson glanced at his own data and found that there was actually more of the divine blood in it.

Dragon God: Destructive spiritual vein.

“It's not a god gene, is it?” Hanson is uncertain.

When he was in the genetic universe, he was unable to absorb it for his own use, although he had also hunted the gods to acquire the genes of the gods, the so-called gods.

So Hanson has always wondered that the true God should be the end of human evolution, but now he can actually get the blood of the gods, which is obviously not normal.

“Is this the real god gene? Or is it that the blood of the gods, like the blood of the gods that humans in this world get from the temples, is the blood of the gods?” Hanson looked suspiciously at the fossil bone below, but the stone was still there, and the bone inside had disappeared.

When he heard the bald head screaming outside, Hanson had to give up his thinking and rush out of it to save his life.

The bald guy was a little nagging, but he wasn't bad, and Hanson didn't want to see him die in front of himself.

Of course, the most important thing is that Hanson doesn't want Uncle Jin to succeed.

Hand crushed cold gold knife, Hanson stared coldly at uncle and said: “It seems you have not learned anything from Lou Jiu's incident. ”

Uncle would like to hear Hanson speak of Lou Jiu, the killing machine in his eyes is fierce, but the color of the god on his face has not changed, just a cold statement: “Kill them all, and don't let him die too fast. ”

More than a dozen geneticists echoed, all kinds of forces greeted Hanson and bald head, a thunderstorm collapsed, the wind flared, and all kinds of summer light fell.

Hansen's color remained the same, just one step out, but this step was weird, making it impossible to see where Hansen was going to go, and his fists came out as well.

“Ho!” With Hansen's fist, a purple dragon air dominated the bombardment, to destroy the pulling of decay, instantly bombarding out a dozen geneticists.

Some of the geneticists were shattered in the head, some of the geneticists' chests were depressed by a large slice, others were blown up directly, a dozen of the geneticists died instantly, and a dozen of the geneticists were still alive, all with broken arms and legs, falling on the ground crying constantly.

Nor did Hanson expect the blood power of the Dragon God to be so hegemonic that he had to be somewhat surprised to see the purple dragon gas rising.

The power of his strike is indeed comparable to that of a destructive god, rather than simply possessing the blood of a god.

The bald head there opened his mouth and watched as the purple gas rose, like Hanson, the spirit had died, his mouth had not closed for half a day.

But uncle is pale face, punched over a dozen geneticists with the king-level gene species, such power, even if he has the divine gene species, he will never do it.

“The Spirit is one… He is the chosen one… The true nobleman of divine blood…” The flower made the moon but his face changed dramatically. The instant one rushed to the side of the uncle, pulling the uncle and wishing to turn into a lightning bolt to the distance.

The flowers make the moon too clear how terrible the true divine blood aristocracy is, it is a powerful being that can truly communicate with the gods and merge with them.

Every divine nobleman is a supreme being, the true guardian and master of the empire.

The royal family of the Seven Empires, all chosen by God, is a noble being able to be united with the gods. Nobles like this exist in every empire, but in not too many numbers, after all, not every human being can receive the help of the gods.

It is not a simple gift to the spiritual bloodline, but a battle with the spirits, even the lowest of the divine blood aristocracy, with horrific forces that are difficult for ordinary people to attain.

Uncle wants to hear the four words of the nobility of divine blood, and the face is horrible and inhuman.

Although the uncle and his wife had extensive connections, it was impossible for anyone to offend a divine nobleman for him.

“Impossible… he is just a countryman from a small city… how could he be a nobleman of divine blood…" Uncle would not believe at all.

“Is that what you want to go?” Hansen's purple dragon air flowed like Zixia, and her body slightly fluctuated over nine nights. For a moment, the room reached the back of Flower Moon and Uncle Zhi.

The flowers glistened in the moon, one hand pushed his uncle to the distance, his own thunder collapsed, his hair scattered like a demon, and the red glow covered him, sweeping across the sky, waved at Hanson with one hand.

Hanson was still just a normal punch, and the purple dragon gas broke the starwood like a sky-high dragon, destroying the flowers to the full extent of the red and shiny lightning on the moon.

The body of the flower moon was also bombarded by purple dragon air, suddenly turned into a split sky petal, like a cherry blossom dancing with the wind and scattered, and gathered in the distance as a human form, except that his face was already white, his shirt was broken, and his blood stains were everywhere, obviously not able to completely remove the power of all the dragon veins.

Uncle would like to see this scene, suddenly surprised by the death of the soul, the strength of flowers to make the moon, he is very clear, even flowers to make the moon almost got punched to death, want to come to Hansen ten 89 is the true nobility of divine blood.

Uncle is desperate to vibrate his wings behind his back, like a windchime electric brake, and wants to get out of here as soon as possible.

Unfortunately, although he was fast, he could not compare to Hansen, who had one foot on the ground and tore the void directly from his flesh. At that moment, behind his uncle's back, the purple dragon air circle rose, as if the demon god had come, and a punch was blowing at his uncle.

Boom!

The fist bombarded on the back of the uncle's temple, but saw the shadow of a fairy crane suddenly appearing on the back of the uncle's temple. The wings of the fairy crane's light shadow spread, protecting the body of the uncle's temple.

Hansen's purple dragon gas was blown over the crane, breaking apart the light shadow of the crane, but this purple dragon gas was also blocked.

When he saw a click, his uncle caught a crane jade in his chest that burst open and a flue gas rose out of it, making him look like an old man with white hair.

“The old uncle stops, no matter what the guilt of the child is, the old man is willing to shoulder it with all his might and asks His Excellency to show mercy and let the child live.” It was the famous uncle and uncle of Qin Guohe who stopped the light of the old man.