Super God Gene

Hanson's power consumption was so severe that he could no longer sense Zhao Jiel's condition at this time, he could only see her body wrapped in black and red flames of light, like a demon's cocoon from hell.

“Hanson, are you okay? How's my sister?” Zhao Qiuyi came to hold Hanson, and some of the words were inconsistent.

“I'm fine. As for your sister, let's see what we can do.” Nor did Hanson know how Zhao Jiuer would end up, and the situation was beyond his control.

It's too dangerous for Hanson to decide that the next time he can't modify lives and objects beyond his means.

Although Zhao Qiuyi would certainly be more worried if he knew he had said so, Hanson did not want to comfort her with it.

Even Hanson himself feels that this time the outcome is really unpredictable and likely to go in a bad direction, rather than hope and despair, it would be better to have a psychological preparation first.

Hanson didn't have any strength. He sat up with Zhao Qiuyi's help. Running Xuan Huang Jing restored his strength to avoid another encounter.

Zhao Qiuyi looked at the cocoon and found that the cocoon was shrinking gradually, originally more than 10 meters in diameter. It had only been a short time since, with less than 7 meters remaining in diameter.

The smaller she looked at the cocoon, she never saw Zhao Jiuer's body. After Zhao Jiuer turned into a divine bird, her body was quite huge. If she was still a bird, she should have been able to see it long ago.

But until the cocoon shrunk to less than four meters in diameter, he still didn't see a feather, which sparked a glimmer of hope in Zhao Qiu's mind.

All of a sudden, a shadow wave came along, and between the steps, it had reached the shore, and it was certainly the day of the previous burial.

“Are humans so stupid?” The burial ceremony raised one hand and burned a terrible grey flame over the palm of his hand, directly using the palm as a knife and chopping it off against Hanson.

When!

But seeing the rise of Hansen raised the smell of terror, there seemed to be a powerful force to distort space, the Devil's Sword Spirit appeared in front of Hansen, blocked the power of burial, transparency and grey light burst apart, everything around him was destroyed.

“You want to kill me, a stupid human, doesn't look like an easy thing.” Hanson said softly.

The Devil's Sword Spirit was originally the devastating god genetic species of Qin Yuan, and was later modified by Hansen's Dong Xuan and Xuan Huang scriptures to become the genetic species of Hansen.

It was originally Hanson's intention to make the Devil's Sword Spirit an associate god in the Temple of Fortune, but unfortunately there was no suitable divine foundation, so he kept it with him.

After the transformation, the demon sword spirit is incredibly powerful, and has a powerful breaking edge sword strength. Although it has not reached the level of substantiation, it is also much stronger than the general breaking edge creature.

Biology and objects modified by the Xuan Huang and Dong Xuan scriptures will be significantly improved, but the stronger the biology and objects, the more difficult the transformation will be.

“Do you think a demon sword spirit who hasn't materialized the power of breaking boundaries can stop me from burying heaven?” Burial was cold as ice, waving once again a gray force.

The Demon Sword Spirit exploded with horror of the invisible sword, and collided with the gray force of the funeral heaven. The power of the invisible sword was actually extinguished by the gray force, and the sword size dissipated and disappeared. Even the Demon Sword Spirit's sword body was crumbled out of a gap, with small cracks spreading to the sword body.

Hanson frowned slightly. After the transformation of the Devil's Sword Spirit, his body was incredibly strong. His sword body was almost cut off by a wave of force in the burial path. Such power was no less than Zhao Jiel's.

And Hanson found that there were no wounds on the body of the funeral home. Before he shot the heart of the house, the clothes there were shattered, but the skin inside was crystal clear, leaving no scars.

“The vice president of the Shinto Church is extraordinary indeed.” Hanson exclaimed.

Burial heaven was not in the mood to talk to him, he was not without the power to fight Hansen, but burial heaven was not willing to take risks, so after Hansen shot an arrow, he went straight away, in fact, he was not very traumatized.

But now that Hansen has exhausted his powers, the burial ceremony will naturally not let go of such a good opportunity, turning back to kill Hansen and recapture Zhao Jiel's transcendental beast, he will still be the final victor.

Burial path stepped out, the heavens and earth collapsed with this step in no way, burial path was indifferent, punched out, wherever the force of the fist, everything was buried into dust.

Hanson can feel the power of terror, knowing that the Devil's Sword Spirit may be difficult to resist this blow.

With a hint of chill in his eyes, Hanson was trying to find something to protect his life from again, but suddenly he heard a phoenix go straight into the ninth night, immediately before his eyes were lit by snow and white light.

Only Hansen's agglomerated cocoon was broken, a white glow broke out of the cocoon, out of which a young girl with white hair dripping, the whole person smelled like a clean spirit, like an innocent fairy who had come out of holiness.

Behind her, there was also a pair of white phoenix wings, with fairy rhymes and streams of light. There seemed to be countless notes hanging around her if they appeared. When those notes appeared, the heavens and the earth seemed to echo them, sounding the sounds of the avenue.

It was from the young girl's mouth that the sound wave, clean and pure, caused the gray power of the funeral path to fluctuate with the sound wave and then dissipate in the sound wave.

The gray force has completely disappeared into the sound waves before it reaches Hanson.

“Sister!” Zhao Qiuyi shouted a surprise.

Hanson and Dao Tian also looked at Zhao Jiel now, and she smelled very strange, saying that she was human, seemed a little wrong, but a little different from the previous phoenix form.

“Is this really the perfect form for a transcendent beast? Her power is comparable to mine!” The funeral stared at Zhao Jiuer and his eyes were full of fanaticism.

Zhao Jiuer stepped out naked jade foot, like a phoenix traveling through the sky, the sky flew towards Hansen, and there was a terrible glow and the sound of the avenue.

When Zhao Jiel flew in front of Hansen, his body turned into a phoenix again and fell directly into Hansen's hands.

Hanson can't play the piano, but he holds the phoenix, but he can feel the horror and mysterious power that it breeds.

His fingers snagged a string, and Hansen's cohesion pulled the string, and suddenly he heard a clear sound echoing between the stars.

“Pfft!" the sound of the qin sounded, the burial ceremony directly sprayed a breath of blood, the figure instantly broke the void, entered the collapsed space, and there was no trace of the eye.

The space there had collapsed, and even if Hanson wanted to chase it, it would be impossible, and he could only give up the idea of chasing down the funeral path.