The gourd shook in Han Sen's hand, and a bit of black light rose from the mouth of the gourd, like a black hole, distorting the surrounding space. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Could it be that the contents of the gourd are finally about to be born, and this evolution pool is really 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 erupt from the gourd, and that 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 out of the space that had been cut, and before Han Sen could react, even the person with the gourd sucked into the spatial rift.

Rumble!

Han Sen only felt that the world was spinning, his body seemed to be stuffed into a drum washing machine and stirred, the flesh and bones were about to be crushed, and the uncomfortable Han Sen almost wanted to vomit blood, but he couldn't vomit it.

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

The time seemed to be very short, but it also seemed to be very long, and even if it was an extra second, that uncomfortable feeling would be as long as a century for Han Sen.

Boom!

Han Sen finally broke free from that maddening pain, and slammed to the ground, letting out a miserable scream.

"Ouch!" Han Sen felt a terrible pain all over his body, and wanted to move his body, but found that his bones were broken a lot, and his flesh was also scarred, and even his internal organs were cracked a lot.

Just a little bit of force to move, I immediately felt as if my whole body was being cut by countless knives.

Fortunately, Han Sen's physique is amazing, and if he is replaced by an ordinary transcendent who has just been promoted, he is afraid that he has already been dead for a long time.

Han Sen wanted to operate the Cave Xuan Sutra and simulate the Holy Rhino's holy light to heal his body, but he soon found that his meridians had already become a mess under the terrifying kneading and tearing, and his breath was difficult to operate at all.

"It's over, it's over, am I going to die like this?" Han Sen felt that his internal organs were bleeding, his bones were broken in many places, and his body was full of wounds, if he couldn't be treated quickly, he was afraid that within a day, he would have to die completely.

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

"Gourd, gourd, you've killed me. Han Sen squinted at the gourd that landed next to his head, and his heart was so depressed that he almost vomited blood.

However, Han Sen soon discovered that although his body was bleeding in many places, the blood was clotted but not dispersed, and only condensed at the wound, that is, it did not flow out and did not dry up.

And the blood that spilled from his broken internal organs did not form a stasis in his body, although his meridians and blood vessels were blocked, but the blood seemed to circulate in his body in some strange way, and it did not completely rely on the function of the heart and blood vessels.

"Bloodline Life Nerve!" Han Sen was overjoyed in his heart, and hurriedly turned on the Blood Pulse Life Nerve, secretly praying in his heart: "It must be useful!"

Beyond Han Sen's imagination, he had effortlessly activated the Bloodline Life Nerve, and the chaotic breath and meridians in his body didn't seem to have any effect on the Bloodline Life Nerve.

The strange power burst out directly from Han Sen's blood, penetrating into every cell in his 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 veins and vital nerves, it itself burst out of the life qi from the blood, slowly repairing the injured organs.

"It's worthy of the Blood Destiny Sect's Zhenjiao Divine Skill, and it really has some doorways. Han Sen was overjoyed, although the blood vein nerve repair body was very slow and could not be compared to the holy light, but it was enough to save his life, but for a while, Han Sen's body was difficult to completely repair, and it was difficult to move lying here.

At this time, Han Sen was in the mood to look at the environment he was in, his head was difficult to move, and the whole person was lying here on his back, and the range of what his eyes could see was very limited.

The air here is very pure, there is no doubt that being able to give Han Sen such a feeling means that this is no longer a second shelter, otherwise, with his transcendent body, he will only feel that the air is extremely dirty, and it is absolutely impossible to have such a sense of purity.

"I should have arrived at the Third God's Sanctuary, right?" Han Sen said secretly in his heart, while reluctantly opening his eyes and looking up.

What could be seen was a patch of green, and the sunlight passed through that green, scattering the stars on Han Sen's face, making Han Sen feel a little dazzling between the flashes.

Han Sen could see clearly, this was a tree, not too tall, about four or five meters high, the oval leaves were very vigorous, and the crown of the tree almost enveloped the sky like a big umbrella, and occasionally the sunlight of the stars could pass through.

And among the dense leaves, Han Sen saw many things that looked like crosses hanging there.

Han Sen was still wondering who had hung so many crosses on the trees, but when he looked closely, he found that they were not crosses, but short swords.

Each short sword was about the same length, about two feet long, the blade was two fingers wide, it looked cross-shaped, and the whole body was as black as ink, just like that, hanging between the branches and leaves, at least there were twenty or thirty of them.

"Who is so boring that they have so many swords hanging on the tree?" Although Han Sen thought so in his heart, he was a little happy, someone did such a boring thing, which meant that there must be someone here.

On second thought, it might be a strange spirit who would do such a strange thing, and it would be terrible if he was discovered.

It's a pity that Han Sen's head can't move for the time being, there is no way to see what is going on around him, all he can see is the branches and leaves of this tree and those ink-colored short swords hanging on the tree.

But looking at it, Han Sen noticed that something was wrong, those ink-colored short swords didn't seem to be hanging on the tree, the hilts of those short swords were connected to the branches, and they actually grew on the tree like fruits, which looked very weird.

"Gene Seeds...... This is a tree grown from genetic seeds...... This is indeed the sanctuary of the Third God......" Han Sen suddenly understood, he was under a genetic tree, and the ink-colored short sword knotted on it was a genetic armament.

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 all plant genetic seeds, and now that he was under the genetic tree, he didn't know who would find him.

In case the owner of this genetic tree is a ferocious alien creature, he can't even move now, but he is afraid that it is more than lucky, and it is very likely to be reduced to food.

Han Sen hurriedly looked at his soul sea, planning to summon the Demon Ant King's armor, so that he could guard against one or two.

But after glancing at the Sea of Souls, Han Sen was stunned for a moment.