Super God Gene

The black line on the bald head neck is getting redder and redder, like blood penetrating, the blood is scary, even the skin is tightened, as if it will break at any time.

Although bald heads merge with evil rhinoceros, they do not seem to do much to stop blood from seeping out.

“Is it really the power of the gods?” Hanson frowned himself.

Wicked rhinoceros can be wicked, it can make it useless at all. Normal genetic species definitely cannot be done. If it is the power of the gods, then it makes more sense.

A wicked rhino can only wipe out evil, but not god.

But they came all the way, and although they dug up a lot of ground, they didn't see any gods, let alone temples.

The tighter the flesh on his bald neck, it looked like it was about to reach its limit, as if the next second was about to bloom. The bleeding had stained his neck and palms red and his expression was painful.

Li Ice uses several genetic hybrid techniques, which have little effect on the chopping line.

Hanson frowned slightly, summoning the Blood Spirit Consortium, pressing one hand over the bald neck, allowing the power of the Blood Spirit to penetrate into the broken headline, trying to stop the spread of the power there.

But the results are still useless, and the power of the Blood Spirit cannot stop the tearing of the headline.

At this time, Li Ice's broken head line on her neck also began to bleed out. Li Ice's face was ugly and immediately summoned several genes to seed them, trying to stop that terrible force from spreading on her, but it didn't work at all.

“Han, I'm dying. If you're lucky, go to Bamboo City and write a letter to my father, saying that I'll still be his son for the rest of my life, so that he can find another woman and have another one soon, so that I can give birth quickly.” With his head around his neck, he struggled to say that his voice was as dull as being strangled.

“With me here, no one can kill you.” The divine light in Hanson's eyes blossomed, and the power of the Xuanhuang scripture simultaneously ran, reaching over his bald head and pressing it against his neck.

Strangely enough, after the power of the Xuanhuang scripture was applied to the bald head's neck, it was like a blackboard wipe, and the black line on the bald head's neck was erased.

Hanson saw, his palms smoothly rubbed a circle over his bald neck and completely erased the chopping wire without leaving a trace.

Henson intended to tear apart the suppression of world rules if the Xuan Huang scripture did not work, and see what was going on.

Since the Xuan Huang scripture is useful, you don't have to be so troublesome.

As soon as the black line on his bald neck disappeared, the whole person relaxed, as if he had just been rescued from the top hanging rope, sitting on the floor with a big mouthful of breath.

Li Ice's broken head line on her neck was also bleeding. She couldn't help but reveal it. She used several mysteries of the Misdemeanor Palace, and it still didn't work. The broken head line was like an invisible silk blade. The tighter it was on her neck, the heavier the blood marks on her snow white jade neck, the more desperate Li Ice's heart was.

Hanson walked up to her and pressed his hand against her neck. Li Bingwen felt much more relaxed in his neck.

Hanson's palms stroked her neck around and Li Ice was completely liberated. Although he was not as embarrassed as his bald head, he also had the feeling of escape from death. He just looked at Hanson in a strange way.

The power that can't even break the mystery of the Dojo Palace, Hanson removed it at will, such ability is truly appalling.

The longer Li Bingyin and Hanson spend together, the more they feel that this person is unpredictable and almost impossible to measure by common sense.

The black line on the baby's neck did not seize, but Hanson erased it, leaving the black line on his neck unwiped.

Now, as he probably knows, this headline is actually just a mark, or a marker, and the headline itself does not have a powerful force, but it is only through the headline that that that horrific force can work.

He left the headline, trying to see where that power came from.

After a while, Hanson only felt his neck tight, as if there was an extremely tough filament strapped to his neck, and the tighter it became, as if he were going to break his neck.

Hanson touched his neck with his hands, but he didn't touch any silk threads and could only feel the tightening of his skin at the broken head thread.

“Han, what are you doing? Why don't you get rid of the chopping wire on your neck?” Asked bald head.

“Whoever it is, if you dare to embarrass me, you can do it without paying a price.” Hanson coldly said that there was still no point in erasing the headlines.

The force that sprang up inside the headline became more and more frightening, but for Hanson's physical strength, it was not enough to hurt him.

Despite the constant strengthening of that horrific force, it has not been possible to infiltrate Hansen's neck, except that the black line recessed slightly, as if there was an invisible rope strangling Hansen's neck.

Time continued to pass in Hansen's impasse with the chopping line, and Hansen's neck was never bleeding. Instead, the river in the river was flooded with waves and fluctuating more and more.

Later, over a wide river, there was a huge wave, even more fierce than the waves above the sea.

Li Bingyin and bald head stared at the river, they could feel it, there was a terrible smell spreading on the river, something seemed to emerge from the water.

Wow!

Green stone tiles burst out of the water, revealing a ridge, followed by a roof covered with green tiles, and soon a broken ancient temple gradually emerged from the water.

Naked his head clearly looked at the inscriptions on the tablet of the ancient temple door, and suddenly shouted: “The Temple of the Cutting of the Head... is truly the Temple of the Cutting of the Head... The Temple of the Cutting of the Head that killed Dr. Tian and all his disciples was here...”

The temple is rudimentary and even broken. Normally people seem to be just a broken temple, but under the eyes of Hanson's Peacock King, you can see the purple and black flame rising above the temple, as if it were overshadowed by the power of the devil.

Hansen could clearly feel that there was a very scary creature staring at him in the temple, but that creature smelled very strange, and Hansen could not be sure whether it was a god or a genetic species.

When the temple emerges completely from the river, Hansen will be able to see the sights of the ancient temple.

The gates of the ancient temple were only half fanned, still half open, unable to block Hanson's sight, and their eyes could clearly see the temple's shrine.

But there is no idol above the altar, but there is a bloody headstand.