Chapter 109： Inverse scale (2/2)

Chasing after chasing, Hansen suddenly heard a voice ringing in his mind: ”Hunt the blood-level creatures against the scales, get the soul of the scales, and eat the flesh and blood to get 0 to 10 genes.”

Hansen stayed in his sleep, and he never thought that he would die like this. He even thought that he had suddenly got the soul of the beast so suddenly that he had almost no reaction.

Seeing Hansen suddenly stopped, the boxing brothers quickly looked at Hansen and asked: ”What happened? What happened?”

”The scales are dead,” Hansen said.

”Reverse scales?” Several people in the boxing brothers are all a glimpse, and then they react. The scales are the names of the gods, and they are all overjoyed.

”Is your arrow poisonous?” the boxer asked quickly.

”There are arrows, but the toxicity does not seem to be strong enough to poison the blood creatures.” Hansen himself has some doubts.

”It must be that the scales of the scales are too strong. The poison arrows are deeper and deeper, and they are inserted into the brain.” The ring finger said.

”Not bad, very likely, let's hurry up, so as not to have a long night dream.” The thumb said eagerly.

Several people excitedly searched for blood and continued to chase, turned a mountain corner, and they finally saw the dead scales that had died.

However, a few people couldn't help but stay a little different from what they imagined. The scales are indeed dead, but it seems that they are not dead under Hansen's poison arrows.

I saw a tall man with a height of more than three meters. If the whole body is made of silver, the big bird looks like a blood ruby. The silver feather seems to have a radiant flow. It is using its silver-hooked claws. The scales of the scales were torn open, and even the scales of the blood vessels were difficult to be cut. They were torn apart by the claws of the silver big bird like paper, and then they ate the flesh and blood inside.

Hansen realized that it was not his poison arrow that killed the anti-scale, but the silver big bird did a good thing, but did not know why the hunting fell on his head.

”I rely on it, it is a **** blood, or a flying blood!” The thumb screamed in surprise.

The thumb is called, Han Sen and boxing brothers have changed color. The silver bird, who is eating happily, suddenly looks at them with the blood-red gems and sees them. In a moment, the bird's eyes flashed a fierce color, and the wings fluttered like a cloud of silver, and they flew to them.

”Run separately!” The boxer yelled and turned and ran. The silver bird was so powerful that it was not something they could cope with. Even the hard scales of the scales could not withstand its claws. What did they take? Fight with it.

Hansen is also saying nothing, and he is desperate to run in one direction.

Several people ran separately, but Hansen looked back and suddenly yelled unlucky. The silver bird was chasing him over here. A pair of ferocious birds with blood flowing, staring at themselves. he.

”Your sister's, is it that God is jealous that I have the soul of the **** of blood?” Han Sen secretly cursed a sentence, so that the milk is running hard.