The gourd vibrated in Han Sen's hand, and a black light rose from the mouth of the gourd, like a black hole, distorting the surrounding space.
"Is it because the things inside the gourd are finally coming out, and this evolution pool is actually useful?" Han Sen looked at the gourd in his hand and was overjoyed.
While Han Sen was thinking about it, he suddenly saw a black light erupting from the gourd. The black light was like a sharp blade, instantly cutting a hole in the space in front of him.
An unimaginable huge suction force suddenly came from the cut space. Before Han Sen could react, the person and the gourd were sucked into the space crack.
boom!
Han Sen felt like the world was spinning. His body felt like it was being stuffed into a drum washing machine and being stirred. His flesh and blood skeleton was about to be crushed. The uncomfortable Han Sen almost wanted to vomit blood, but he couldn't.
He wanted to scream, but couldn't even make a sound. Han Sen felt like his body was being crumpled into a ball.
The time seemed very short, but it also seemed very long. Even one extra second of that uncomfortable feeling felt like a century to Han Sen.
Bang!
Han Sen finally escaped from the maddening pain, fell to the ground hard, and let out a scream.
"Ouch!" Han Sen felt severe pain all over his body. He wanted to move his body, but found that his bones were broken a lot, his body was scarred, and even his internal organs had many cracks.
Just try to move with a little force, and you immediately feel like your whole body is being cut by countless knives.
Fortunately, Han Sen's physique was astonishing. If it were a newly promoted Transcendent, he would have been dead for a long time.
Han Sen wanted to use the Cave Xuan Sutra to simulate the holy light of the Holy Rhinoceros to heal his body, but he soon discovered that his meridians had become a mess under the horrific rubbing and tearing, and his breath could not be breathed at all. operation.
"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 everywhere on his body. If he couldn't be treated quickly, he might die within a day. You have to die to death.
But now his aura is chaotic and his meridians are blocked. He cannot use his power to repair his body at all and can only wait for death.
"Gourd, gourd, you killed me." Han Sen squinted at the gourd that fell next to his head, feeling so depressed that he almost vomited blood.
However, Han Sen soon discovered that although his body was bleeding in many places, the blood was not dispersed. It only condensed at the wound, neither flowing out nor drying up.
The blood that overflowed from his damaged internal organs did not form stasis in his body. Although his meridians and blood vessels were blocked, the blood seemed to flow through his body in some strange way, and it did not completely rely on the heart and blood vessels. function.
"Bloodline Life Nerve!" Han Sen was overjoyed and quickly activated the Bloodline Life Nerve, praying secretly in his heart: "It must be useful!"
Beyond Han Sen's imagination, he activated his blood and life nerves effortlessly. The chaotic aura and meridians in his body seemed to have no effect on the blood and life nerves.
The strange power burst out directly from Han Sen's blood and penetrated into every cell in the body, slowly nourishing and repairing Han Sen's damaged body.
Internal organs, bones, flesh, every inch of Han Sen's body was slowly recovering.
Han Sen found that he didn't even need to focus on the blood and life nerves. It burst out life energy from the blood and slowly repaired the injured organs.
"As expected of the Blood Life Sect's magical power, it really has some skills." Han Sen was ecstatic. Although the blood life nerves repaired the body very slowly and could not be compared with the Holy Light, it was enough to save his life, just for a short time. After a while, Han Sen's body was unable to fully repair, and he lay here unable to move.
Only then did Han Sen have the mood to take stock of the environment he was in. It was difficult for him to move his head. He was lying on his back, and the range he could see with his eyes 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 a second shelter. Otherwise, with his transcendent body, he will only feel that the air is extremely dirty. It is absolutely impossible to have such a feeling. sense of purity.
"I should have arrived at the Sanctuary of the Third God, right?" Han Sen thought to himself, while trying to open his eyes and look above.
All that can be seen is a piece of green. The sunlight shines through the green, and scattered dots on Han Sen's face. The flashes make Han Sen feel a little dazzling.
Han Sen could clearly see that this was a tree, not too tall, about four or five meters high. The oval leaves were very strong, and the crown almost covered the sky like a big umbrella. It only appeared occasionally. Starry sunlight can shine through.
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 took a closer look, he found that they were not crosses, but daggers.
Each dagger is about the same length, about two feet long, with a blade two fingers wide. It looks like a cross, and its whole body is as black as ink. There are like two daggers hanging among the branches and leaves. Thirty handfuls.
"Who is so boring that he hangs so many swords on the tree?" Although Han Sen thought so, he was a little happy. Someone did such a boring thing, which means there must be someone here.
Then I thought about it, maybe the person who did such strange things was a supernatural being, and it would be terrible if he was discovered.
Unfortunately, Han Sen couldn't move his head yet to see what was going on around him. All he could see were the branches and leaves of the tree and the dark daggers hanging on the tree.
But as he looked at it, Han Sen realized something was wrong. Those black daggers didn't seem to be hung on the trees. The hilts of the daggers were connected to the branches, and they seemed to be growing on the trees like fruits. They looked very... weird.
"Gene Seed... This is the tree grown from Gene Seed... 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 Genetic weapons.
Han Sen didn't know whether to be happy or worried. In the Sanctuary of the Third God, alien spirits, alien creatures and humans would plant gene seeds. Now he was under the gene tree, and he didn't know who would find him.
If the owner of this gene tree is a ferocious alien creature, and he can't even move now, it's very likely that he will be more dangerous and become food.
Han Sen quickly looked at his soul sea, planning to summon the Demon Ant King Armor, so that he could at least defend against it.
But after taking a look at the sea of souls, Han Sen was stunned. chapter;
