Super God Gene

Willpower is not born, and while some people are born stronger, it is very limited.

The truly powerful learn from countless defeats so that the mind can grow stronger and the more frustrations it suffers, the stronger the mind becomes.

There are, of course, many who give up, or even self-inflict themselves, because they cannot bear the brunt of setbacks, which belong to the hard-won.

Hanson went through countless ordeals, not knowing how many times he had been born to die, how many times he had succeeded, how many times he had failed, how many times his mind had been grinded in a crisis, and while no one could be said to be stronger than his will, few things in the world could shake his will.

Even though the illusion in that sword is stronger than Hanson's will, it has never succumbed to Hanson's will power.

One sword at a time was stuck there, and the woman in Hansen's head repeated that every inch of thinking, every inch of gray, and the powerful mental power was constantly expanding, but Hansen's willpower could not be broken.

The sword is like a vast ocean, like a wave of waves, and Hanson's will is like a reef, small as it is, but the power of the ocean and the waves has not been able to defeat it.

“What is the origin of this sword? Is it the will of terror that can rival the Lord of the Temple? It's just a sword.” Hanson's heart moved, but he didn't dare think too much. He was just painstakingly supportive and opposed to the sword.

At this time, Hanson is already a tiger rider. If he wants to loosen his bronze sword and withdraw his mind for a lifetime, he will be immediately emptied by the sword. He will only lose faster, so Hanson can only continue and cannot opt out.

A heavy wave of sound impacted Hansen's will, making him feel as painful as being cut with an ice knife and burning with flames.

He was well aware that, as long as he chose to succumb, the pain would disappear and could be avoided simply by being controlled by that ambition and dancing a song, but Hanson was reluctant.

After not knowing how long, the sound produced by the illusion actually stopped. The woman looked at Hanson with some surprise and turned around and vanished like that.

Hansonton felt like he had fallen out of his body. Although there was no real war, this spiritual confrontation consumed more energy than a real war of bloodshed.

The sword light on the bronze sword has also converged, restoring its original appearance. Hanson pulled out the bronze sword from the ground as soon as he reached for it.

Nor did the bronze sword resist him, but he did not obey Hanson's will, as if he had become a dead body without spirituality.

“Hanson pulled out the sword.” Qin Baiyi was delighted. He felt that Hansen was indeed much stronger than the Taifu. Even Taifu Baili was dishonest with the sword, but Hansen was able to pull it out and judge him when he went down.

Jia Xizhen and Baili Tianyuan also looked surprised. "Mr. Han is a heavenly figure, even these swords have to yield to you. ”

Hanson shook his head: “I just pulled it out, but it didn't make it truly submissive. It belongs to me now, but it won't do what I want, and it doesn't make much difference from an ordinary scrap sword. ”

“How could that be?” Jia Seems Zhen and Hundreds of Miles of Days have revealed their doubts.

Hanson tried to control the flying of the bronze sword, but the bronze sword was immobile, completely devoid of the spiritual movement of the emerald sword and the diamond sword, like a mortal bronze sword.

As several people were studying themselves, they suddenly felt the space around them fluctuate dramatically, and the blades of the soldiers in the distance were all trembling.

In that twisted void, a strange temple gradually emerged.

The temple is quite strange. The temple bricks are made of war hammers, the tiles are a variety of swords and knives, the walls are rows of long guns, and the square floor is a shield.

The whole temple is stacked with all kinds of weapons, like a huge and weird arsenal.

Jia Xizhen and Hundred Miles of Heaven have changed colors, and the temple that will appear here, there is only one possibility, it is a chaotic temple.

Hanson gazed and saw three words on the plaque of the strange temple, "Temple of the Soldiers”.

Without waiting for everyone to carefully measure the temple, they saw the temple door open automatically and a giant armor of more than a dozen meters came out of it.

Behind the giant armor, all kinds of weird weapons line up behind it in a wheel of weapons that looks like the Buddha's light behind him.

Hanson guessed that this was the soldier god in the temple, looking only at his breath, afraid he would not be inferior to the beheaded queen.

“Where in the world would God find so many powerful men of terror?” Hansen said secretly in his heart.

In fact, it is not very clear to Hanson that there are many members of the Divine Faith now, but there are not many true core cadres, and even fewer can get the temple.

Throughout the army blade, only the soldier god, a key member of the shrine, one of the eight great kings of the shrine, is in charge of the soldier blade.

“Who dares to move the gray sword to death?” The eyes of the soldier glittered as if they could see through the void of the universe, staring at Hanson coldly and asking.

“So this sword is called inch gray, it's probably named for that poem, right?” Hanson suddenly realized.

The cold light blossomed in the eyes of the soldier. Without a word, he pulled a knife from the wheel of the weapon behind his back and slashed it against Hanson.

The blade cut the void, and the instant it was cut in front of Hanson, it was incredible.

Hanson held an inch of gray sword in his hand, and thread directly with a sword generation knife, the canine teeth in a toothpick staggered towards a dozen meters of knife cut by the god of weapons.

Knock!

Hanson didn't feel much pressure. The blade of the gray sword, which looked blind, was like tofu cut, and the great knife of the soldier god was cut into several sections.

“Without activating its power, the sword's sharp edge can actually cut the equivalent of a destructive god's sacrifice, which is a little scary.” Hansen was amazed.

It is impossible to imagine how powerful this sword would be if it were to explode completely.

The soldier god also had a slight change of face and looked horribly at the inch gray sword in Hansen's hand. Although it was just an armor without any expression, the glittering divine light in his eye cavity was obviously fluctuating inside it.

“Drop the gray sword and the king will spare your life.” The soldier stared coldly at Hanson and said.

Qin Bai shouted beside him: “That doesn't make any sense. Your knife has been cut off by Hanson. You are also the one who begged for forgiveness. ”

The soldier god glanced at Qin Bai. Qin Bai suddenly shrunk behind Bao.

“This sword is not yours. Why do you want me to put it down?” Hanson looked at the soldier god and said.

“Besides, blasphemy of the Inch Grey Sword, you are already a capital crime, you were trying to spare your life, if you insist on dying, then go to hell.” The soldier god said, a gun lit up in the wheel of the weapon behind him.