Chapter 52 Shibane Dragon Soul

Han Sen found a relatively less steep position, locked the safety lock, and while watching the monster battle on the top of the mountain, took off the soul of doom on his back, and pulled out a flying arrow from the quiver at the same time , and shot at the sacred-blood creature on the top of the mountain.

He shot several arrows in a row, but unfortunately none of them were of any use to the sacred-blood creatures, and two more arrows were shot at the Son of Heaven who was fighting with the sacred-blood creatures on the top of the mountain.

Of course, Feiliu arrows are also useless to the Son of Heaven. This low-level product can't even pierce the skin of mutant creatures. Han Sen bought it as a practice arrow.

Han Sen is just testing the range and feel of the shot. After all, he only has one alloy arrow with high Z-steel content. Try it now, and you will be more confident later.

"Damn it, if you don't know how to shoot, you will shoot randomly. What's the use of your useless arrows?" Shen Tianzi, who was shot twice by Han Sen, turned around and saw that it was Han Sen who shot him. He was even more annoyed, and turned to Han Sen. Sen roared.

Qin Xuan also rushed to the top of the mountain at this time, flanking the sacred-blood creature, and the others also climbed back, some found a place to shoot arrows at the sacred-blood creature, and some went straight to the top of the mountain.

Although the sacred-blood creature was already at the end of its strength, the sacred-blood creature was a sacred-blood creature after all, still dominating the top of the mountain and roaring angrily, and it was difficult for Shen Tianzi and Qin Xuan to fight melee between the opening and closing of minions.

Suddenly, the Son of Heaven returned to his human body, and the black giant ape's beast soul dissipated. Calculating the time, he only transformed for more than an hour. With his genetic strength, the transformation time cannot be so short, and I don't know what he wants to do. .

When Han Sen was wondering, he saw that the Son of Heaven had summoned the bloody beast soul sword, and slashed at the bloody wings of the sacred blood creature.

Qin Xuan also canceled the transformation, and summoned her sacred-blood poisonous heart butterfly dagger to stab the sacred-blood creature.

Several other people who climbed up also used their own weapons to besiege the sacred-blood creature on the top of the mountain.

After all, the sacred-blood creature was seriously injured, and the Son of Heaven saw an opportunity to cut it on the wing, and immediately cut a foot-long gash, and the blood gushed out like a spring.

Taking advantage of the screaming and struggling of the sacred-blood creature, Qin Xuan stabbed in with the poisonous heart dagger, and saw black blood gushing out from the wound, obviously poisoning the sacred-blood creature.

"Everyone, work harder, it's going to die soon." Someone shouted with joy, and everyone besieged the sacred-blooded creature even harder.

Han Sen could clearly see from a little below that the confidantes of the gods and emperors were all amazing, jumping up and down on the steep mountain wall like walking on the ground, they were indeed very powerful figures, if not With them holding back the sacred-blooded creature, the Son of God and Qin Xuan would not be able to get it so easily.

Seeing that the sacred-blood creature was about to die, Han Sen clenched the Doomsday Soul in his hand, staring at the sacred-blood creature, ready to find a chance to shoot an arrow, if he could kill the sacred-blood creature in the end With one breath, there is a chance to get its beast soul.

Although the chances are very slim, it is better to have a chance than never. The Son of God did not hesitate to climb up to take the risk by himself, just for the final kill.

Whoever shoots the beast soul will be the one who claims it. This is the default rule of the sanctuary. The reason for this rule is that only the person who killed the alien creature knows if he has obtained the beast soul. Even if he has obtained the beast soul , as long as he keeps his mouth shut, no one knows whether he has it or not.

Anyway, most of the people would definitely kill it, and it is impossible to share it with others. That's why there is such a customary rule, everyone simply doesn't ask, and the beast soul is their own.

Click!

Shen Tianzi slashed at the neck of the sacred-blooded creature with a sword, and actually cut a big gash in the neck of the sacred-blooded creature, and the blood gushed out all of a sudden.

The divine-blooded creature, which was already on the verge of death, was once again fatally wounded, and suddenly went mad. It didn't know where the strength came from. Its scarred wings swung desperately, and its huge body swept across, immediately forcing everyone back. The sacred-blood creature actually flew up again, staggering towards the mountain peak on the other side.

However, anyone could see that the divine-blooded creature was bleeding all over, and the sticky dark red blood was dripping down like rain.

The Son of Heaven quickly summoned his mutated beast soul bow and beast soul arrow, and shot at the god-blooded creature flying wobbly in the air.

The arrow directly shot through the wings of the sacred-blooded creature, and after being hit again, the sacred-blooded creature couldn't hold on any longer, its wings twisted and flapped a few times, and its body fell quickly.

Because the speed of the fall was too fast, it was too late for the others to shoot at the divine-blooded creature.

The Son of Heaven was overjoyed, and when he shot his own arrow, even if the sacred-blooded creature fell down and died later, it would be counted as his own killing.

Suddenly, a cold arrow shot across the sky on the mountainside, and an alloy arrow shot into the wound on the neck of the god-blood creature that was cut open by the Son of God, and all of it disappeared immediately.

Shen Tianzi's expression changed drastically, and the others were stunned for a moment. In the light of the calcium carbide fire, the sacred-blood creature had already slammed onto the rocks at the bottom of the mountain with a splash, and died instantly with blood splashing everywhere.

"Hunting and killing the purple feather scale dragon, a sacred blood creature, can obtain the purple feather scale dragon of the sacred blood level beast soul, and eating the flesh and blood of the purple feather scale dragon can randomly obtain 0 to 10 points of divine genes."

A strange voice sounded in Han Sen's mind, making Han Sen almost groan in happiness, but Han Sen's face showed disappointment, loneliness, helplessness, frustration and other emotions.

At this time, the people on the top of the mountain were staring at him, especially the Son of Heaven. If the gaze could kill, Han Sen would have died countless times.

Although the default rule is that whoever gets the beast soul is his own, but at this time Han Sen has made up his mind. Even if he kills him, he will not admit that he has got the beast soul, otherwise the Son of Heaven will turn against him immediately. Desperate not.

The people on the top of the mountain saw the regretful expression on Han Sen's face. Although they didn't believe it completely, they felt better in their hearts.

When everyone came down from the mountain, the Son of God grabbed Han Sen by the collar, gritted his teeth, stared at Han Sen and asked, "Have you got the beast soul?"

"No." Han Sen insisted that he got nothing.

The Son of Heaven, however, was a little unconvinced, and wanted to slap Han Sen, but was stopped by Qin Xuan.

"Son of God, my people have no bad rules, don't say he doesn't get it, even if he gets it, you have no right to force him to hand it over." Qin Xuan said coldly.

Han Sen is her man, if she is beaten by the Son of Heaven, how can she convince the public in the future.

The Son of God stared at Han Sen for a long time, then snorted coldly, turned around and walked towards the corpse of the purple feather scale dragon, pulled out Han Sen's arrow from the purple feather scale dragon's neck, and snapped it into pieces. In two paragraphs, he fell to the ground viciously.