No. 884 The Sanctuary of the 3rd God

The gourd vibrated in Han Sen's hands, and a little black light rose from the mouth of the gourd, like a black hole, distorting and deforming the surrounding space.

"Could it be that the things inside the gourd are finally going to be born, and this evolution pool is really useful?" Han Sen looked at the gourd in his hand and was overjoyed.

When Han Sen was thinking, he suddenly saw a black light emanating from the gourd. The black light was like a sharp knife, and instantly cut a hole in the space in front of him.

There was an unimaginably huge suction force in the cut space. Before Han Sen could react, even people and gourds were sucked into the space crack.

boom!

Han Sen felt dizzy, his body seemed to be stuffed into a drum washing machine and stirred, his flesh and blood skeleton was about to be crushed, and Han Sen almost wanted to vomit blood, but he couldn't.

He wanted to scream, but he couldn't even make a sound. Han Sen felt like his body was going to be crumpled into a ball.

The time seemed short, but it seemed very long. Even a second of that uncomfortable feeling felt like a century to Han Sen.

Boom!

Han Sen finally broke away from the maddening pain, fell to the ground, and let out a scream.

"Ouch!" Han Sen felt the pain all over his body. He wanted to move his body, but found that his bones were broken a lot, his body was also scarred, and even his internal organs had many ruptures.

Just trying to move with a little force, I immediately felt like my whole body was being cut by countless knives.

Fortunately, Han Sen's physique is astonishing. If it were a Transcendent who had just been promoted, he would have been dead for a long time.

Han Sen wanted to run the Dongxuan Sutra to imitate the holy light of the holy rhinoceros to heal his body, but soon he found that his meridians had already become a mess under the horrible rubbing and tearing, and it was difficult to breath. run.

"It's over, it's over, am I Han Sen going to die like this?" Han Sen felt that his internal organs were bleeding, his bones were broken in many places, and there were wounds all over his body. You have to die.

But now his aura is chaotic and his meridians are blocked, he can't use power to repair his body at all, he can only wait for death.

"Gourd, gourd, you killed me." Han Sen squinted at the gourd that fell next to his head, almost vomiting blood in his heart.

However, Han Sen soon discovered that although his body was bleeding in many places, the blood did not condense, but only condensed in the wound, that is, it did not flow out, nor did it dry up.

And the blood overflowing from his damaged internal organs did not form a stasis in the body. Although his meridians and blood vessels were blocked, the blood seemed to circulate in his body in a strange way, and did not completely rely on the heart and blood vessels. function.

"Bloodline life nerve!" Han Sen was overjoyed in his heart, and quickly ran the bloodline life nerve, praying secretly: "It must be useful!"

Beyond Han Sen's imagination, he activated the bloodline life nerve without any effort. The chaotic breath and meridians in his body didn't seem to have any effect on the blood vein life nerve.

Strange power burst out directly from Han Sen's blood, penetrated into every cell in the body, and slowly nourished and repaired Han Sen's damaged body.

Internal organs, bones, flesh, every inch of Han Sen's body is slowly recovering.

Han Sen found that he didn't even need to focus on the bloodline life nerve, it burst out life energy from the blood and slowly repaired the injured organs.

"As expected of the Blood Life Cult's magical skill of suppressing religion, it really has some skills." Han Sen was ecstatic. Although the blood life nerve repairs the body very slowly, it can't be compared with Shengguang, but it is enough to save his life, just for a while After a while, Han Sen's body could not be fully repaired, and it was difficult to move while lying here.

At this time, Han Sen was in the mood to look at the environment he was in. It was difficult for him to move his head. He was lying on his back here, and the range that his eyes could see was very limited.

The air here is very pure. There is no doubt that it can give Han Sen such a feeling, which means that this place is no longer the second shelter. Otherwise, with his transcendent body, he will only feel that the air is extremely dirty, which is absolutely impossible. sense of purity.

"I should have arrived at the Sanctuary of the Third God, right?" Han Sen thought to himself, trying to open his eyes and look up.

What you can see is a piece of green. The sun shines through the green, and the stars are scattered on Han Sen's face. The flickering makes Han Sen feel a little dazzling.

Han Sen could see clearly that it was a tree, not too tall, about four or five meters high, with lush oval leaves, and the canopy of the tree almost enveloped the sky like a big umbrella. The sun shines through the stars.

And among the dense leaves, Han Sen saw many cross-like things hanging there.

Han Sen was still thinking about who hung so many crosses on the tree, but when he looked closely, he found that they were not crosses, but daggers.

Each short sword is similar in length, about two feet long, the blade is two fingers wide, looks like a cross, and the whole body is as black as ink. Thirty.

"Who is so boring to hang so many swords on the tree?" Although Han Sen thought so in his heart, he was a little happy. Someone doing such a boring thing meant that there must be someone here.

After thinking about it, it might be a ghost who would do such a strange thing, so it would be bad if he was discovered.

It's a pity that Han Sen's head can't move yet, and he can't see what's going on around him. All he can see are the branches and leaves of the tree and the black daggers hanging on the tree.

But after looking at it, Han Sen realized that something was wrong. Those black daggers did not seem to be hung on the tree by someone. weird.

"Gene seeds... this is the tree planted by gene seeds... this is indeed the Sanctuary of the Third God..." Han Sen suddenly understood that he was under a gene tree, and the black dagger on it was Gene armed.

Han Sen didn't know whether to be happy or worried. In the Sanctuary of the Third God, Variant Spirits, Variant Creatures, and Humans would all plant Gene Seeds. Now that he is under the Gene Tree, he doesn't know who will find him.

In case the owner of this gene tree is a ferocious alien creature, he can't even move now, I'm afraid it's a bad luck, and the possibility of becoming food is very high.

Han Sen quickly looked at his own soul sea, intending to summon the magic ant king's armor, so he could take precautions.

But after glancing at Soul Sea, Han Sen was stunned.

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