Super God Gene

“Locked in by the power of a dragon gun, even though the true god cannot escape, you must accept your fate.” The Elder of the Projectile held the Dragon Gun in one hand, and the other gathered a strange black force.

The power of black as a shadow obviously comes not from a dragon gun, but from the power of the elder to break his own boundaries.

In that time, the Divine Unrest would defy the Divine Chamber and even force the previous Lord of the Genetic Temple to restart the Great Universe, which shows how terrible the Divine Unrest would have been.

The powerful who are able to survive the Great Reboot are all extremely horrific, even though their strength has not returned to its peak, nor is it generally biocomparable.

Elder Projectile's palm was grabbed against Hanson Lingkong. Hanson couldn't resist it because he was stuck with the power of a dragon gun.

But the black flame on the elder's hand did not strike Hansen's body, nor did any power fall on Hansen, but Hansen's neck was concave with five fingerprints, like being strangled.

If it was time to look at Hanson's shadow, you'd find a black arm shadow grabbing his neck.

“I thought it was something amazing to be able to get rid of Dao Tian, but it turns out that the guy in Dao Tian is getting useless.” The Elder of the Projection held his hand in vain, and Hanson's neck suddenly seemed to have been pinched by an invisible hand, deep into his flesh.

“I'm not really a great person.” Hanson whispered faintly, but his body gradually grew into a color of ice balls, his hair dripping like ice silk, and his skin was more snowy and holy.

Even the appearance found a change, the angular line of rigidity, a few more feminine softness, the whole human body shed a holy glow, like a holy god out of the ice and snow world.

Even though it was Zhao Jiuer on the ship, seeing Hanson look like this, there was also a sense of self-shaping and obscenity in his heart, which made people can't help but admire it. How can there be such a holy person in the world?

The Elder of Projection started out just smiling, but gradually the smile on his face disappeared, and Hansen had a holy glow, while his shadow faded rapidly, eventually disappearing.

“How is that possible? How could there be such pure power in the world that even the shadows of darkness could not be projected? Even the god of light in the twelve destructive righteous gods could not be so holy!” The Shadow Elder watched Hanson lose his voice in horror.

His power can control the shadow of the world, but today's Hansen is holy that even the shadow can no longer touch his body, rendering the power of the Shadow Elder completely ineffective.

“Without light, there is no darkness. Light and darkness are two sides of the same coin. Where can the god of light be called holy? Don't you understand that?” Hanson gazed calmly at the elder projectionist and his hand holding the gray sword was gradually stretching.

The horrific physical force created after the breakdown of the cord bone of the ice muscle, combined with the breaking force of the sinus meridian and the blood life nerve, pushed Hansen's power to another peak, driven by the three breaking forces.

Knock!

Originally locked by the force of the dragon gun, the inch gray sword that could no longer be moved moved moved again, and Hardson pressed a hint into the barrel, causing cracks on the barrel.

Hanson's power to break boundaries has not materialized, but the forces generated by the three forces to break boundaries have produced overwhelming forces, even though they are already materialized dragon gun forces, and it is difficult to fight them.

This does not depend on the sharpness of an inch of gray sword, nor does it need to rely on powerful impact, but pure force to crush it.

Sharp swords break wood easily, and iron hammers crush slabs easily, but if you stick a sword to wood, it's hard to leave a scratch on the wood; stick the hammer to the stone, and it's even less likely to split the damage into pieces.

Hanson now relies on absolute force, like a large hydraulic machine, to force everything down there.

“Impossible... Your power to break boundaries has not materialized... How could it be so powerful... How could it be possible...” The Elder of Projection looked at the dragon gun and cut it inch by inch with an inch of gray sword, and his heart was horrified.

Although the breakdown rate does not represent an absolute power gap, even if the breakdown rate is stronger than that of a dragon gun when it is locked in by the force of the dragon gun, it is no longer possible to damage it.

But Hanson was crushed, what a horrible force.

Originally holding a dragon gun with one hand, the Elder now has to hold the dragon gun with both hands, injecting all his strength into the dragon gun to counter Hanson's power.

But even so, the elder's hands were gradually pressed down, there were more and more cracks on the barrel, and the sword blade of the inch gray sword was getting deeper and deeper, watching as the majority of the barrel had been cut open.

Thirty-three days in the upper echelons, members of the Divine Faith, buried in heaven, are watching the scene themselves, and a horrible creature says: "If the projection doesn't work, shall we help him? ”

“Why help him? But he has completely turned to Qin Xiu, and his death will only be good for us.” Another horrible creature said.

“You can't say that. After all, it's thirty-three days here. If the projection was killed here, we'd be similarly blind.” The earlier horror creature hesitated and said: “Besides, if we don't save the projection, it's too obvious to do it. If Qin Xiu is more careful with us, it will be even harder if we want to do something. ”

“What does Lord Dao Tian think?” Many horror creatures look to the heavens of burial.

The burial ceremony glanced at the image in the mirror and said softly: "A projection of the district is not enough to worry about life. I came to be very interested in that forbidden forest. Although Qin Xiu gave us both factions the same number of souls, it seemed fair, but I always felt that the souls over there were different from our souls. ”

After a pause, Dao Tian's eyes focused on the Emperor and continued: “And after Zhao Jiuer's accident, Qin Xiu did not have any reaction or measures. Now that Lin banned the accident, Qin Xiu immediately dispatched projectiles and shooting dragon guns. Don't you think this is something unusual? ”

“Lord Daotian said that things are really strange, can't Qin Xiu give us some reservations about our souls?” A horrible creature pondered.

“I would also like to know the answer.” The burial ceremony stared at the heavens.

“Knock! ”

Inches of grey sword hard raw broke the dragon gun, chopped the dragon gun transformed into two segments by the Dragon of Light, and the power continued to chop to the projection elders.

At a moment when the dragon gun was broken, all the weapons and emperors attracted to the dragon gun and locked them were instantly restored to freedom.

Hanson's mind also sounded a long-running voice: "Hunt for the Dragon of Light, get the Dragon of Light, and discover the gene of the Dragon of Light. ”