Super God Gene

Seeing that the black line on the neck of the bald head is getting red, like blood soaked, the blood is very scary, and even the skin is tight, as if it will break at any time.

Although the bald head fits with the evil spirits, it does not seem to have any effect, and it is completely unable to prevent blood from seeping out.

"Is it really the power of the gods?" Hansen frowned.

The evil spirits can be used to create evil spirits, and it can make it have no effect at all. The general genetic species can't do it. If it is the power of the gods, then it is more common.

The evil spirits can only ward off evil, but they cannot devote their spirits.

However, they came along this road. Although they dug a lot of ground veins, they did not see any gods, and they did not see the temple.

The flesh on the neck of the bald head is getting tighter and tighter, and it seems that it is about to reach the limit. It seems that the next second will be blooming. The blood that has leaked out has stained his neck and palm, and his expression is very painful.

Li Bingyu uses several genetic fit techniques, but it has no effect on the broken line.

Hansen slightly frowned, summoning a **** charm, a hand pressed on the neck of the bald head, let the power of the blood charm penetrate into the broken line, want to prevent the spread of power there.

But the result is still useless, and the power of the blood charm can't stop the tearing of the broken line.

At this time, Li Bingyu’s broken line on his neck began to seep out of blood. Li Bing’s face was ugly, and immediately summoned several genes to try to stop the terrible power from spreading on her, but there was no such thing. use.

"Old Han, I am going to die. If you are lucky, don't die, go to Zhucheng and send a letter to my dad. I will say that I will be his son in the next life. Let him find another woman to regenerate one, so that I can be quicker. Reincarnation." The bald head licked his neck and said with difficulty, the voice seemed to be hoarse when he was caught in his neck and could not breathe.

"There is me here, no one can take your life." Han Sen's eyes bloom, the power of the Xuan Huang Jing runs at the same time, reaching out to the neck of the bald head.

It is also strange to say that after the power of the Xuan Huang Jing was applied to the neck of the bald head, it was like a blackboard eraser, and the black line above the neck of the bald head was erased for a while.

When Han Sen saw it, the palm of his hand smeared a circle around the neck of the bald head, and completely wiped out the broken line, leaving no trace.

Originally, Hansen intended that if the Xuan Huang Jing had no effect, it would directly tear the suppression of the rules of the world and see what it was doing.

Since the Xuanhuang Sutra is useful, it does not have to be so troublesome.

As soon as the black line on the neck of the bald head disappeared, the whole person relaxed, as if he had just been rescued from the hanging rope, sitting on the ground and breathing heavily.

Li Bingyu’s broken line on the neck has also been bloody. She refused to expose it. She used several secret techniques of inaction, and the result was still not working. The broken line was like an invisible wire. In her neck, the more and more tight, the **** marks on her white jade neck are getting heavier and heavier, and Li Bingyu is desperate.

Hansen walked up to her and reached over her neck. Li Bing suddenly felt a lot easier on her neck.

Han Sen's palm stroked her neck and turned around. Li Bingyu was completely liberated. Although there was no bald head, there was a feeling of escape from death. He just looked at Hansen with a look of eccentricity.

Even the power that can't be broken by the secrets of the Taoist palace, Hansen actually removed it, and these abilities are truly shocking.

The longer Li Bingyu and Hansen get along, the more they feel that this person is unfathomable and can hardly be measured by common sense.

The black line on Boa's neck didn't happen, but Hansen wiped it off, but left the black line on his neck and didn't erase it.

Now he probably knows that this broken line is actually just a mark, or a mark. The broken line itself does not have a powerful force, but the horrible power can only work through the broken line.

He left the broken line, just want to give it a try, where does the power come from?

After a while, Han Sen only felt a tight neck, as if there was an extremely tough filament thread on his neck, and the more tight it was, as if to break his neck.

Hansen touched his neck with his hand, but did not touch any thread, only to feel the skin at the broken line became tight.

"Old Han, what are you doing? Why not wipe out the broken line on your neck?" asked the bald head.

"No matter who, if you dare to be embarrassed with me, do not pay a price and how to do it." Han Sen said coldly, still have no intention to erase the broken line.

The power that rushes out of the broken line is getting more and more horrible, but for Hansen’s strength, this power is not enough to hurt him.

Although the power of that horror has been steadily increasing, it has not been able to cause Hansen's neck to ooze blood. Only the black line is sunken down. It seems that there is an invisible rope pulling Hansen's neck.

Time continually passed away in the stalemate between Hansen and the broken line. The bald slobber looked at the bald head, but Hansen’s neck never showed oozing, but the river in the big river was full of waves, and The fluctuations are getting more and more powerful.

Later, on the broad river surface, the waves were soaring, even more fierce than the waves above the sea.

Li Bingyu and the bald head are staring at the river with a dignified look. They can feel it. There is a horrible breath spreading across the river. It seems that something has floated up from the bottom of the water.

Oh!

The blue stone shattered out of the water, revealing a roof, and then the roof of the blue tile, and soon a broken old temple gradually emerged from the water.

The bald head saw the handwriting engraved on the stone door of the ancient temple, and suddenly screamed: "The temple of the broken head... really is the temple of the decapitation... When the Tian Dafuzi and all the disciples died in the same way The head temple is going to be here..."

The temple is quaint and unrecognizable, and even the broken ones are not the same. The average person seems to be just a broken temple, but under the eyes of Hansen’s peacock king, you can see the purple and black flames rising above the temple, as if by the devil. The power is shrouded.

Hansen can clearly feel that in the old temple, there is a very scary creature staring at him, but the creature's breath is very weird, Hansen is not sure, is it a **** or some kind of Gene species.

When the temple emerged completely from the river, Hansen could see the scene inside the old temple.

There are only half of the gates of the old temples, and they are still half-opened. They can't stop Hansen from seeing them. Their eyes can clearly see the altar in the ancient temple.

But there is no statue above the altar, but there is a **** guillotine.