Super God Gene

In the moment when the purple copper sword was pulled out by the woman, the purple red flame on the sword amplified, seemingly infinite power poured out of the sword and into the woman's body.

Hanson's heart seemed to have been pulled out of the ground by the natives, and he was not able to regain his freedom altogether. There was clearly a special connection between the purple bronze sword and the woman.

After the chase of the giant beast, the little girl had fled to the neighborhood. The giant beast seemed to feel something. She glanced at the purple copper sword and woman burning with purple red flames, and she actually left the little girl and ran away, as if she saw something terrible.

The little girl was a beam, then looked at the purple bronze sword in the woman's hand, revealed the colour of her thoughts, then her eyes flew fast and searched in the blade bush.

Soon, the little girl's eyes fell on Hanson's black metal, apparently remembering that it was the metal clang and the purple copper sword that made the strange noise.

Another look at the woman holding the purple bronze sword, the little girl bit her lip and rushed towards Hansen quickly, the two little palms holding the handle together.

Hansen was weird and didn't know if it was good or bad to be pulled out by a little girl for a while.

It's just that the little girl hasn't hesitated to pull out the black metal that Hansen made out of her hands.

The little girl was about the same height as the metal. It was difficult to pull the handle out completely with both hands. She had to let go of the handle and pull it out with both hands, pulling Hanson out for life.

At a moment when Hansen was pulled out by a little girl, Hansen felt a horrible surge of rule power towards him and the little girl, causing his soul to flow to the little girl.

Correspondingly, the little girl's spiritual power poured out to Hansen, as in equal exchange, and he was branded a little girl's soul, and the little girl was branded his soul.

“Damn the thirty-three day rule…” Hanson, with the power of the Super Spirit, has not been able to stop this exchange from happening.

However, the little girl's soul was obviously too weak. Although it was branded with Hansen's soul, it was not able to absorb it by refining and absorbing it. The little soul branded with her soul appeared to be somewhat out of place, as if it had infiltrated a grain of iron sand in a rice pile.

Instead, Hanson's soul, instantly absorbing and refining the little girl's mark, became part of her own soul.

This led to an anomaly in which the little girl pulled Hanson out, but failed to resonate with her power like a woman and a purple bronze sword.

The little girl held the painted metal in her hands like a firecracker, with no vision whatsoever and no power fluctuations.

On the other hand, the woman and the purple bronze sword have completed the initial integration. The woman has materialized a set of purple red bronze armor, completely wrapped her tall figure in it, and the purple bronze sword in her hand also emits a terrible flame, which, in the distance, seems like a goddess of war.

The woman looked at the little girl holding Hanson, her eyes were cold and ruthless, her sword was drawn directly towards the little girl, the sword was like a violent flood of lightning, and the instant it split in front of the little girl.

The little girl's unconscious hands lifted up the metal in her hand, listening only to a single sound. The little girl was split out with her hands and left behind a string of blood in the air, which was sprayed out of the little girl's mouth.

Boom!

The little girl's body fell into the blade jungle with Hanson's metallized metal, smashing a row of long guns into many roots, and the smoke rose.

“So weak, I didn't expect you to be a soldier's saint.” A woman walks one step at a time towards a little girl with a purple bronze sword.

Although the little girl was weak, the woman did not let go of her meaning, not to say how threatened the little girl was.

What really made her feel threatened was the black metal claw that the little girl died holding in her hand, although it looked unusual, though it seemed powerless.

But the woman knew very well that the unimaginable blade sounded like a purple bronze sword calling her.

The purple bronze sword was so powerful, the obscure black metal was definitely not a thing, she had to kill the girl before she could really grasp the metal so she wouldn't have any chance.

“Don't blame me, blame it on this cruel world, there can only be one soldier holy, either you die or I die.” The woman raised her purple bronze sword to the little girl struggling to climb up on the ground.

The horrific sword seemed to cut off everything and shed an impeccable glow.

The little girl's eyes were filled with wild glow, but knowing that it didn't do much, she held up a dead metal in her hand.

One of her arms was broken at the time of the first attack, she was powerless to hang on her side, and all over her body were scars from crashing into the forest, some of them still bleeding.

Such a little girl, half-kneeling on the ground, held up a metal like a fire stick with a strenuous hand, greeted the magnificent glow of purple red.

When!

The sword of the purple bronze sword was cut over the metal, and the little girl subconsciously bowed her head and thought she would endure the horrific force of bombardment.

Soon, however, the little girl was stunned to find that she had not felt a strong force shock, apart from the weight of the metal bolt itself.

Instead, the brilliant blade of purple red, after impinging on the metal, suddenly split apart like glass, while the black lacquered metal is fine, and the black body, is rapidly turning into a crystal clear ice ball color.

When the sword body of the purple bronze sword truly impacted on the metal claw, the metal claw had turned into a translucent ice jade, with two blades colliding and a trembling sound.

The purple bronze sword actually collapsed into a rice grain size gap, and the ice jade was undamaged.

The little girl was ecstatic, the little hand held the ice jade, waved vigorously at the woman, the woman raised her sword to greet her, several successive collisions, each collision left a rice grain size gap on the purple bronze sword.

“Idiot! Brainless pig, you can only chop with brute force?” The purple bronze sword is frightened and angry. The purple bronze sword is equal to his body. The damage to the sword is the damage to his body. The woman is simply playing with his life.

But the sound of his mind could not be heard by the woman, suddenly the light on the purple copper sword erupted, but instead of killing Hanson and the little girl, he pulled the woman's body toward the distance, quickly disappearing that stunned woman into the blade forest.