Super God Gene

Hansen followed the nine thousand emperors to the back of the destined monument, and surely saw a few black shadows on the back of the definite monument, like the shadow of the candlelight reflected on the stone monument.

Hansen looked at it carefully, but his brow was slightly wrinkled. Because the black shadow reflected on the stone tablet, it can be clearly seen that there are two large goldfish, one big and one small, and the shape is clearly he and Boa. The shadows of the other ancient coins and the first seat of the Tiangong Temple are also on the stone monument, one more than one.

"National division, with your strength, can not break the prohibition of this stone monument?" Hansen returned to the front, looking to the ancient Yuan Daguo teacher.

"Definite life monument is not a different treasure that can be broken with brute force." Gu Yuan Daguo teacher smiled bitterly: "Now I am waiting for the soul of life to be reflected on the monument. If you use brute force to attack the monument, the first thing that hurts is ours. The soul of life, even if we can break the monument, our soul will be broken, and after all, it will not escape."

“This magical treasure is so amazing?” Hansen looked at the stone tablet with amazement.

"The son, he said yes, the fate of the monument is indeed not available. If the St. Kirin is still there, this monument can be said to be no way to crack, but now St. Kirin is dead, only the fate of the monument itself is acting by instinct, to It is not without the law of cracking." The nine thousand emperors on the side said.

Gu Yuan and Zhen Tiangong’s first audience heard that the nine thousand emperors claimed to be slaves in front of Han Sen, and they even looked strange.

"What method?" Hansen asked.

The nine thousand emperors did not answer directly, but hesitated to look at Gu Yuan and the first of them in the Tiangong Palace. The meaning was very obvious, apparently afraid of being heard by them.

The first Tianzheng Palace disdainfully said: "A slave in a sanctuary, what good way can you have, but just want to borrow the fate of the fate?"

The nine thousand emperors are also unambiguous, and they retorted their lips: "Since you know that the destiny has the power to be called, it is still trapped here, presumably life is too sloppy?"

The first seat of the Tiantian Temple was not angry. It was just a cold-eyed view of the nine thousand emperors. "The weight of this seat is 9,818 pounds. I don't know if you are heavy in geometry. Compared with this seat, I don't know who is light? ”

"Let's relax!" The nine thousand emperors were furious, and one of the eyes above the armor opened slightly, seemingly ready to start.

The first of the town Tiangong looked coldly at the nine thousand emperors, but also secretly operated.

"Old nine, what is life?" Han Sen looked to the nine thousand emperors.

The nine thousand emperors took a look at the first seat of the town Tiangong, and this one replied: "Returning to the son's words, life is actually the basis of the ability to determine the monument. For example, the general creature uses the stone to suppress the opponent, the strength of the opponent. The bigger the gold stone is, the heavier it needs to be. It must surpass the strength of the opponent to be able to press it under the stone."

"The principle of the fate of the monument is also the same, but it is not the flesh but the soul of the soul. The general strength can not get rid of the suppression of the monument. But the soul itself has its weight, this weight we usually can not see and touch No, there is no way to measure, but the fate of the fate can be called the weight of the soul of life, and in the case of the control of St. Kirin, the life monument can suppress the soul of the weight below 10,000 pounds, if it is the soul of life. If the weight exceeds 10,000 pounds, you can get rid of the suppression of the fate of the monument, and even possibly reverse the control of the monument, and become its new owner."

"There is such a thing, what is the weight of the soul of life? What is the cultivation, talent or rank?" Hansen listened and thought interesting, smiled and asked.

Jiuji Emperor shook his head: "It has nothing to do with cultivation, talent and rank. The weight of the soul is fixed for every creature. It is how much it is born, it will not increase or decrease. Even those low-lying Ordinary creatures may also have a tens of thousands of souls, but many true god-level powers may have a life-like soul that is as light as a feather."

"Oh, what is the impact of the weight of the soul on the creature?" Hansen wondered.

"The old slaves don't know, the soul does not affect the cultivation talent, nor does it affect the length of the Shouyuan, and even has no use for the promotion level. In addition to being able to influence the monument, the old slave has never heard of the weight of the soul. Function." Jiu Qiandi replied quickly.

"That's because you are ignorant." The first seat of the Tiantian Temple was like a nine thousand emperor, and scorned on the side.

The nine thousand emperor's face sank, and a pair of green eyes stared at the first seat of the Tiantian Palace. "You are not ignorant, then what is the role of the soul of the soul?"

The first road of the Tiantian Palace: "The soul of life is the foundation of life. It is the life of the life, the life is heavy, and the fate of life is related to the fate of its life. How can it be said to be useless?"

"People are acclaimed, as you said, those baron viscers who have a life-threatening spirit are even more noble than the true god-level creatures that are heavy in weight?" The nine thousand emperors disdain the cold.

The first part of the town Tiangong squinted and said: "The price and the ambiguity of life are not measured by the ranks, and the common people can understand the mystery."

The nine thousand emperors had to argue with the first Tianzheng Palace, but Hansen interrupted: "How can we be called? Is it dangerous?"

"You only need to drop your own drop of blood on the monument. The fate of the monument will naturally be called the weight." Jiujidi replied quickly.

Hansen saw that the first seat of the Tiangong Temple did not refute, and the Guyuan Daguo teacher did not say anything. He expected the nine thousand emperors to say nothing.

However, Hansen did not try it himself, but took a drop of blood from the wound of the big goldfish and smashed it into a monument.

The red blood of the magenta-like magma fell on the monument, and it was like a pigment in the water, which dyed the whole stone into a bright red color.

In the next second, Hansen saw the top of the destined monument, and there was a row of four zeros, and then immediately jumped up and began to rise from 0001.

Han Sen probably knows that a word should represent a pound, and the limit of four digits is 9999. If it exceeds four digits and reaches 10,000, it will exceed the limit that the fate can reach. There is no way to continue the battle. Suppressing his life.

"This fateful monument is somewhat similar to the eye of the law." Han Sen looked at the number of beating on the monument, and the heart was secret.

Originally Hansen thought that the number on the monument must be beating for a while. After all, it is a true god-level alien, and life cannot be too light.

Who knows that the number on the monument has only jumped to 26, and it stops and does not continue to beat.

"The soul of the big goldfish is only twenty-two or six pounds?" Hansen gave a slight glimpse, and the result was too unexpected.

The first seat of the town Tiangong said that his life is worth more than nine thousand kilograms. The big goldfish, which is also a true god, is only twenty-six pounds. This is a bit too big.