Super God Gene

The reason people chose to watch this battle was because the name of the god of wealth was so loud in this battle before God that three people were killed in the top 16 under the gates of a god, which is rare.

And then there's Zhuodong, the talented teenager of the Dojo Palace, who already has a name for surprise.

Apart from the Great Qin Empire, the power of the Dojo Palace can only be hidden in the dark, and within the other six empires, the power of the Dojo Palace can not be too much to say that it is the first archbishop of the universe.

Zhuodong's name is also very eye-catching, I don't know how many idols are in the hearts of bloody teenagers.

“Second Brother, who do you think will win this battle?” Yan Dan and Yan Beifei watched the war together.

Yanbei's wounds have not yet healed, his face slightly pale, sitting in front of the temple, looking at the light screen in front of God, said without hesitation: "Gold coin. ”

Yan Dan nodded and didn't say anything more. Yan Beifei looked at his expression and knew that he didn't think so.

“His Royal Highness, Zhuodong is also a masterful figure, but if he is desperate, I can't win him, but I can make him pay some price. But this man made me desperate, not a hierarchy.” Yan Beifei emphasized this because he feared that Yan Dan still had a mind of his own when he faced the gold coin.

Yandan said: "The boundary level of the gold coin may be very strong, but once it drops ten times, Zhuodong is a god of heaven, and there are genetic species of Zixia Immortal Clothing inherited from the Dao ancestors. The gold coin may not necessarily be able to reap the benefits. ”

“Zixia Immortal Clothes are truly powerful, but Zhuodong came. Will he dare to use them in the battle before God?” Yanbei was stunned.

Yan Dan laughed: “He doesn't need it, naturally someone will let him use it. ”

“What does the Prince know?” Yan Beifei heard what Yan Dan meant.

Yan Dan took a sip of the teacup and said with a smile: “When the Lord of the heavens accepted Zhuodong, he did look at Zhuodong as if he had come out and taught him everything he could, when he was the future Lord of the heavens cultivation. Zhuodong was able to achieve today's achievements, and in addition to his own talents and efforts, much of it was the work of the Catholic Lord. ”

“What does this have to do with Zhuodong's use of Zixia Immortal Clothes?” Yan Beifei asked.

Yandan sighed softly: “There is no saddest thing in the world than a hero's late twilight. One person is old and thinks more. The hero's anger is annihilated by the ages. There are no edges, only a few people left to calculate. When the Lord of the heavens is old, he will have a son in his old age. ”

Yan Beifeitung understood: “He has a son, naturally he hopes that his son can inherit the position of the Catholic Patriarch, but with Zhuodong in the Catholic Sect, even his own son, there is no way to compete with Zhuodong, so..."

Yan Dan laughed: "Exactly. For the past two years, the relationship between the Catholic Patriarch and Zhuodong has not been very good. Even if we can see clearly, Zhuodong and the Catholic Patriarch are afraid of only one injury. ”

“So if the Patriarch had any thoughts on that day, it would be possible for Zhuodong to come and use Zixia Immortal Clothing.” Yan Beifei now fully understands.

Between the two of them, they saw a figure rushing into the starry battlefield. It was Zhuodong, the young genius of the shocking sky, who came.

Zhuodong came today dressed in white and snowy, his hair spreading like a waterfall, not a genetic hybrid, just sitting on the back of a white crane, then slowly flew into the starry battlefield.

“He's even scarier than he was a year ago. When I saw him a year ago, I could still see the shallow three points, but now I can't see a single point clearly. He's only 20 years old, right? Tianjing is only four words long, and he is the only one worthy of Zhuodong.” Yan Beifei said correctly.

“Now, Second Brother, who do you think will win this battle?” Yan Dan asked with a smile.

Yan Beifei hesitated for a moment and said: "Gold coin. ”

Yan Dan looked at Yan Beifei with some surprise: “Do you think gold coins can defeat Zixia Immortal Clothes? ”

Yan Beifei shook his head and his face turned bitter: “Maybe I have a psychological shadow. Zhuodong Lai and Zixia Xianyi are really strong, but I always thought that gold coins won't lose. ”

Yan Dan revealed the color of deep thought. Yan Beifei's heart was strong. He knew very well that even Yan Beifei was so constrained by the gold coin, and even gave rise to a psychological shadow. It can be seen that the gold coin is truly unusual and must not be treated with indiscretion.

At this time, the battlefield of the stars was filled with human shadows. A figure covered in blood flames entered the stars and looked away at Zhuodong riding on the back of the white crane.

“Finally.” Tian Yuan Wang had long guessed that the gold coin was Hansen, so he was very interested in the battle and wondered what Hansen's true strength was.

Lockheed was also watching the war, and he wondered how powerful the god of wealth was behind Hanson.

All those who watched the war couldn't help but stand up slightly and stare at the scene in front of God, waiting for the battle between the two powerful men of terror to begin.

Hanson looked at Zhuodong across the street and looked slightly strange.

He has been speculating whether this Zhuodong is reincarnated by the Alliance Zhuodong, and now when he sees him face to face, some want to overturn his speculation.

The Alliance's Zhuodong is an old man and has a goatee. Although not ugly, it definitely doesn't have anything to do with handsome.

This Zhuodong came with jade-faced ink hair, his eyes looked like paint, his body was long and pulled out. Although he was just sitting there, he still had a certain aura.

Just talking about face value, dumping the old man doesn't know how many blocks.

Zhuodong was also measuring Hanson. He didn't mean to do it. He just asked casually: "What are you good at besides knife skills? ”

“A little bit of anything, but not really.” Hanson replied.

“It'll be enough. I've been obsessed with swordsmanship lately. Interested?” Zhuodong smiled.

“I know a little bit about swordsmanship, too, to be able to accompany one or two.” Hanson watched Zhuodong come with great interest and found this man interesting.

“So good, I learned sword for a year, I learned only one sword trick, how about you taste my purple qidong trick.” Zhuodong rose and stood on the back of the white crane, his left middle finger and index finger together, and made a sword start.

Zhuodonglai is not integrated with the genetic species, but there is a rise in purple gas on his body, like the advent of Oriental Xia, a little bit of purple Xia is concentrated at his fingertips.

Between that moment, all the spectators' eyes were unattracted by the little Zixia on his fingertips. It felt like the entire sky was left with just that little Zixia, and they could no longer tolerate it.

“One dollar sword!” In the House of Doom, an old man shouted.