Super God Gene

Li Bingyu's face was a bit red, and he jumped up from Hansen with an electric shock. He grabbed the white bath towel and wrapped it around and quit Hansen's room.

The power of the great demon is too powerful. It is a force that knows what can't be done. Li Bingyu is clear about everything that happened just now, but it is still done like this, not from her intention, but it can't resist it. The temptation from the deep devil.

Li Bingyu knows that it is the power of the genetic species, but he does not know the existence of the great demon. It is natural to associate this matter with the revenge of the public uncle.

"Damn public uncle, you have to retaliate against Hansen to find him. He even used this kind of genetics for me." Li Bingyu returned to his room, his face seemed very ugly, thinking that he was in Korea. Many performances in front of Sen, hate to find a hole to drill down.

After Li Bingyu left, Han Sen looked at the room, but did not see the big demon again. This guy was really a ghost, and even Hansen couldn’t peek at her true body.

"I have to find a way to get her out of the line, otherwise the guys who always follow such a ghost, after all, are somewhat annoying." Han Sen frowned, but for a time he couldn't think of a good way.

Take out a purely light egg, put it in the palm of your hand, try to activate it with the power of the blood dragon, and see if you can turn it into a **** dragon's exclusive gene.

Unfortunately, Hansen was somewhat disappointed. Perhaps because of the conflicting nature of the attributes, the blood dragon gods were somewhat repulsive to pure light, and did not integrate power into pure light.

There is no way, Hansen can only drop a drop of his own blood on the pure light egg, and then see the pure light 螈 quickly hatched out.

The pure light that has just hatched is like a jade-white cockroach. It is not so big. The claws are very slender, and the whole body is translucent. It is carved like Wenyu, and it looks very cute.

"Get the pure light of the king-level genetics." The prompt sounds in a timely manner.

Hansen tried to fit with pure light, because it was only the relationship of the young body, the power of pure light was still weak, Hansen only felt a pure power into his body, and soon a pair of heads grew up. The tentacles of jade white.

As long as the genetic species enters a certain range, the tentacles of the jade white will be induced, and depending on the nature of the genetic species, the antennae will change color.

Although the tentacles are not ugly, there are still some stupid looks, Han Sen is somewhat unacceptable, and immediately separated from the pure light, let the pure light keep its own posture, put it in the pocket of the clothes. .

Even if it is not fit, the pure light itself can sense the proximity of the genetic species. Hansen tries to summon the bleeding charm, and the tentacles of the pure light source suddenly become blood red.

Because it is only a young body, the perception of pure light is very limited, probably about ten meters, but for Hansen, it is enough.

Here is the capital of Daqin, and it is not a wilderness. It is only necessary to prevent it from being counted.

"I don't know if pure light can sense the existence of the big demon?" Hansen carefully looked at the pure light, and saw that it had no reaction at this time. He did not know whether the big demon was not there, or whether it could not sense the big demon.

"With pure light, the security is much higher, but it is still necessary to let Yang Fuzi get the blood of the gods as soon as possible." Hansen has decided to take Yang Fuzi to the Temple of the Immortals tomorrow morning.

In the uncle's house, an old servant rushed to the front of the uncle.

"Master, there was news from the hotel, saying that Hansen's skin tissue or hair could not be found." The old servant said with a strange face.

"How could you not find it? Is it that they didn't do anything with their heart?" The uncle's face suddenly gloomy.

The old servant quickly said: "It's not that they don't have to do things. The old slaves also dressed as cleaners in Hansen's room, but they can't find a hair and tissue in his room. There is no dandruff. It seems that I have been prepared for it."

"So, he should be the master of this way." The uncle stopped frowning slightly: "How is Yale doing?"

"Ya Er is a friend of Feng Feifei. She has lived in Feng Feifei's home for the excuses to celebrate Feng Feifei's birthday. It should be easy to get Feng Feifei's hair. I believe it will be sent soon." The old servant replied quickly.

"If this is the case, let the little fan of Feng Feifei go down with him." The uncle stopped flashing a cold mang.

"Master, if you can't get Hansen's body, the sorcerer's magic can't be used. How to deal with Hansen?" the old servant worried.

The public uncle stopped a cold smile: "The old man has been swaying the universe for hundreds of years. I don't know how many stunned gods have been dug. The powerful genetics obtained are not just a genie, but it is difficult to kill one person. Feng Feifei, the little monk, is not too late to deal with him."

In the early morning of the second day, Hansen took Yang Fuzi to go to Gu Yaxing.

"Adults, the place in front is the pattern of the tiger's hills and hills. There should be a vein below. This is not the land of the capital, but there are more places than the ancient mountains." After a long time, Yang Fuzi pointed to the front. Said the hill.

Hansen shook his head and smiled: "I came here this time, not for the local context."

Yang Fuzi gave a slight glimpse: "Isn’t it for the sake of the earth? The old man is coming from old age. Is there anything to discuss?"

Hansen casually said: "It is not a big deal. I found an unowned temple in the mountains. Those who are guarded by gods, so take you to seek a request to see if you can ask for the blood of the gods."

Yang Fuzi smiled bitterly: "Thank you for your kindness. The old man has been to many temples for decades. He has not been able to seek the blood of the gods. Later, through a master check, my own genes are too bad to get the gods." I’m already dead, and adults don’t have to worry about me anymore.”

"Since all come, it’s fine to try it." Han Sen smiled.

Yang Fuzi saw Han Sen insist on this, and it is not good to say anything, but he did not have any hope for this.

When he was young, he didn't give up. He didn't know how many temples he ran. There were no hundred and eighty. In the end, he was really desperate. No **** would give him a little blood.

In accordance with the secret path pointed out by Yu Xian, Han Sen went all the way to the bright mountain, and did not encounter any risks.

Occasionally encountering a few genetic species, Hansen just showed off the smell of blood charm, and scared them away.

Soon the two came to a mountain that exudes sacred glory. The mountain is shining, as if it were the beginning of the sun, with a radiant radiance.