Super God Gene

Chapter 1351:

Hanson's gaze stared at him, and the ancient demon really said that he would die, and the breath was gone for a moment, his limbs were stiff, and he died more thoroughly than the body.

The acting is so high, the truth of death, even though Chao Wei Lao can hardly hope for his neck, even Hanson, an informed person, can not tell whether he is really dead or pretending to be dead.

Strangely enough, the ancient demon's death loosened much of the evil spirits wrapped around him, and although he had not left him, he did not continue to tighten.

“Just pretend to be dead, I can do it.” As soon as Hanson bit his teeth, he forcibly controlled his body function, converging all breaths and reactions, and even his heart almost stopped moving.

Although all abilities are suppressed by dust, the ability to control oneself is a physical instinct, not a particular force, and Hanson is also an expert in this regard.

Indeed, the beard of the evil god, which had been desperately shrinking, did not continue to shrink after Hansen's bodily breath and temperature were completely absent, but rather loosened.

“It works, but you can't keep pretending to die here, can you? Now we are all flesh and body, we have been pretending to die here, and our body consumption cannot sustain it.” Hanson had a heart to ask the ancient demons, but he was afraid that after he had acted, he would draw the attention of the evil gods again. He had to endure and wait for the ancient demons to move one step ahead.

Hanson knew that the ancient demons must have come prepared. He knew the existence of the evil gods, but still came here. There must be a way to deal with it. He just had to wait and see what the ancient demons did.

The two men pretended to be immobile corpses, and the evil gods really let them go slowly. They both landed on the base of the bronze tablet. Hanson's flesh hurts, but he dared not react.

After more than two hours of Jomo, the evil spirits around him seemed to shrink beneath the base of the bronze tablet, except that Hansen now converged, his sensory abilities became extremely weak, and he didn't know if there were any evil spirits nearby.

Suddenly, Hanson heard voices coming from the ancient demons. Obviously, someone was climbing up, and there would be no one else except the ancient demons.

Hanson did not dare to move directly, but just opened a sew and looked at the ancient demon and saw that the ancient demon had actually sat up. He only saw him on his knees. Like the ancient Buddha, he pinched his hand, his lips moved slightly, but he did not make a sound.

The ancient demons so moved, but the evil spirits around him did not lean towards him. Instead, it was on Hansen's side. With only one eye opening, the evil spirits around him seemed to notice him again. A beard of evil spirits like sea snakes turned to his side.

Hanson knew that the ancient demon was ready, but he didn't understand how the ancient demon did it.

The ancient demons slowly stood up from the ground, seemingly casual as usual, but the beards of the evil gods did not attack him again.

The ancient demon smiled and said to Hansen: "Mr. Han, take the next step, if there is a reason for goodbye. ”

Say it, and the ancient demon turns around behind the bronze tablet and quickly disappears.

Hansen tried to keep up with him, but the evil spirits were all around him, and Hansen could only hold on to the impulse in his heart and keep his breath shut and pretend to die.

“I'm afraid I can't learn that trick. How can I get rid of these evil spirits? What's behind the bronze tablet? Is it the entrance to the tomb where the old man is buried?” There are countless possibilities in Hanson's mind.

Though my heart is anxious to know where the ancient demons are now and what they have found, Hanson also knows that it is useless to rush now and can only calm down to find a way out.

Squeak, squeak!

Hanson was thinking about how to get rid of the demons and go after the ancient demons, and suddenly he heard strange sounds coming from not far away, like sleeping and grinding his teeth at night.

“What is it?” Hanson's five senses converged and pretended to be dead. He couldn't even perceive what it was, but if he didn't converge so much, he would touch the evil god's beard again.

Hanson hesitated, not knowing whether to open his eyes and see what it sounded like, but heard it getting closer and closer to him, like it sounded right next to him.

The squeaking sound of his ear was already ringing in his ear. Something seemed to have touched his hair. Hanson couldn't help it. He opened his eyes and was shocked.

Right in front of him, he was squatting in a white shadow, the white beast that looked like a mouse and looked like a weasel, and it was squatting in front of Hanson, and his teeth were slightly rubbed, making that squeaky sound.

Even more surprising to Hanson, the mouse grinding his teeth and waving his claws around him climbed and climbed, but did not provoke the reaction of those evil gods. The evil gods had to distantly twist and dance outside, but did not mean to come close, which seemed like a rash mouse.

Even though Hanson opened his eyes and no longer pretended to be a corpse, the evil god's beard just stared at him, and did not rush over like before, which surprised Hanson slightly: “This little white mouse is truly remarkable. ”

When the little white mouse saw Hanson open his eyes, he turned his head and climbed over to the side of the bronze tablet, going in the same direction as the ancient demon.

Hanson hurriedly climbed up and followed the mouse forward.

The evil gods had to feel Hanson's breath, they were all agitated, they seemed unable to hold on to want to rush over, but they rushed a distance, they all stopped again, they seemed afraid to get too close to the white mouse.

Hanson was so happy, he stepped up his foot and heeled the mouse.

The white mouse was much faster than Hansen. As soon as the smoke slipped, it had turned to the back of the bronze tablet. Hansen ran after it and found that behind the bronze tablet there was no figure of the ancient demon and no hole in Hansen's imagination. This was a complete bronze tablet with no gaps.

“Weird, the bronze tablet has no entrance. Where did the ancient demon go?” Hanson frowned himself.

As Hanson pondered, the white mouse had jumped off the base of the bronze tablet and landed in the pitch-black water wave below. There were many evil gods in the water wave who had to dance. After the white mouse jumped, the evil god had to disperse immediately, and no one dared touch it.

There was no other way for Hanson to go, and as soon as he bit his teeth, he jumped with the mouse, and then he saw the mouse snap up its ass and dive under the water.

Hanson also dived, and immediately saw that the evil gods were grown under the base of the bronze tablet, like the sea grass was rooted in the base of the bronze tablet, or the snake was hidden in the hole, and the dense hemp did not know how many evil gods had to be parasitic.

The white mouse dived seven or eight meters, and everywhere it went, it was all the bases with the beard of the evil god, and the dense hemp could no longer see the true appearance of the bronze tablet base.