Super God Gene Chapter 2642: Test talent again

Until Han Sen entered the fairyland-like continent, he could not get an answer.

The immortal spring is flowing, the clouds and mist are lingering, there are giant dragons running rampant, colorful phoenixes flying together, and all kinds of exotic flowers, plants, rare birds and beasts can be seen everywhere on this continent.

Han Sen glanced over and saw at least three deified aliens, including plant-based deified aliens.

"This is too scary... It's no wonder that the Taishang clan can become the first race of the big universe. There are so many resources here that even the royal family can't compare with it... No... it should be said that there is no such thing at all. Debbie... In comparison, the Emperor's Clan is simply a poor man..." Han Sen was shocked and speechless. Along the way, there were countless powerful aliens, and the deified aliens could be seen everywhere in the mountains and forests.

But he flew tens of thousands of miles on the mainland in a small boat, and he saw countless alien species, but he didn't even see a single Taishang clan.

"Since our clan discovered this place in ancient times, there are often seniors who bring back the alien species they discovered for stocking, and it has gone through hundreds of millions of years before the scene is now. The ability to reproduce is too poor, and today there are only less than 200 clansmen left, and naturally they can't use so many resources, so that they multiply more and more, and there is the current situation." Linglong said.

Han Sen now finally knows why the Taishang clan has the confidence to cultivate deified powerhouses. This is a natural treasure trove. With the resources here, it is easy to cultivate a few deified powerhouses.

Bao'er was lying on the side of the boat, and her big eyes swept across the exotic flowers and plants from time to time. It seemed that there was nothing out of the ordinary, but Han Sen, who knew her well, knew that she must be playing tricks in her heart.

The boat flew all the way, and I don't know how long it flew. Han Sen always felt that there seemed to be a problem with the flow of time here, making him unable to accurately judge the time.

Finally, Han Sen saw that among the foggy mountains, there appeared a group of palaces built on the mountain. The mountain and the palace group were perfectly integrated. Between the clouds and mists, it was really like a fairyland. of.

"Linglong, are you back?" The boat had just landed at the foot of the mountain, when I saw a man from the Taishang clan stepping down from the stone steps leading to the palace on the top of the mountain.

Perhaps there is such a thing as an outstanding person. People born in this fairyland-like place seem to be better-looking than ordinary people.

"Second Senior Brother." Linglong got off the boat and bowed slightly to the man.

The man waved his hand slightly, indicating that Linglong doesn't need to be more polite, and then his eyes fell on Han Sen. Seeing Bao'er sitting on Han Sen's shoulder, the man frowned slightly: "Third Junior Sister, why did you bring two Come back? Which one is your silkworm?"

"His name is Han Sen. He is the silkworm I chose. This is his daughter. Since there is no one to take care of him, he can only bring it together." Linglong explained.

The man nodded slightly, then stopped looking at Han Sen and Bao'er, and said to Linglong: "Let's go, the altar is ready, and the contract can be made now."

Linglong responded, then turned to Han Sen and said, "Follow me, don't get too far from me."

Han Sen nodded and stepped down from the boat, but as soon as he left the boat, he felt as if a mountain was pressing down on his body, making his movements slow.

"The environment of Tianwaitian is a little different from the outside world. It will be better if you get used to it." Linglong said to Han Sen.

Han Sen nodded, and silently followed Linglong up the stone steps, looking around at the environment.

"Junior sister, there is a Lone Bamboo from the Celestial Clan, why did you choose a Crystal Clan? The Crystal Clan's physical aptitude is very average, and their future achievements are limited..." The man did not shy away, chatting with Linglong as he walked.

"Why doesn't this guy look like a Taishang?" Han Sen wasn't angry either, just looked at the man a few times.

Different from the Li Keer, Tourmaline, and Linglong he had seen, this man had a more mundane aura, not as indifferent as the people of the Taishang clan.

Linglong is obviously just casually dealing with him, and the answer is very simple, and it seems that he does not have much desire to communicate.

The four walked all the way to the middle of the mountain, and saw a stone pavilion built on a stone platform in the middle of the mountain.

Han Sen didn't know what that meant, but he saw the man turned around and waved at Han Sen and said, "Come here, according to the rules of my Taishang clan, you must have at least the talent of nine tops before you can continue. For the next contract, test your talent level here first."

The man didn't seem to know what Han Sen had tested once. He walked to the stone pavilion, opened the stone jar on the stone table, and immediately saw a touch of the gods lying quietly in the stone jar. middle.

"You feed a drop of blood to the touch of the gods, and then wait by the side." The man pointed to the touch of the gods and said to Hansen.

“Second Senior Brother, there is no need for the test~IndoMTL.com~ Senior Tourmaline has already tested him with Divine Touch before. He is an 11th grade talent and meets the standards of silkworms,” Linglong said.

"Eleven-A talent? He's just a Crystal Clan, how could he be an Eleven-A talent? Isn't this a joke? It must be the tourmaline kid who made a mistake, not to mention the Crystal Clan, even if it's my Supreme Clan. It's extremely difficult to see a talented person in the top 11... This requires even more testing, lest you be delayed by the wrong test results..." The man kept talking like a machine gun.

Han Sen lazily continued to listen to his muttering, walked directly to the stone jar, stretched out the **** of his right hand, forced a drop of blood, and fed it to the touch of the gods.

Linglong's eyes have been staring at the touch of the gods. She also wants to know if there is a problem with the last test, or if Han Sen really has the talent of Eleven.

The man is also staring at the touch of the gods. He doesn't believe that a crystal clan has the talent of Eleven. He just thinks that something must have gone wrong when the tourmaline was tested, which caused the test results to be skewed.

Several people were staring at the touch of the gods, but after the touch of the gods sucked Han Sen's blood, it moved and moved. They waited for a while, but they didn't see the touch of the gods. A layer of carapace did not come off.

Linglong was a little stunned, and the man felt a little strange, no matter how bad the talent of the Crystal Clan was, it was impossible not to shed even a layer of carapace.

"Strange, is there a problem with the touch of the gods?" The man stretched out his hand and pressed it on the head of the touch of the gods a few times, and said doubtfully: "There is no problem, it's the same as before, how could this be?"

"You feed it another drop of blood." The man carefully checked the touch of the gods, and there was no problem, he turned around and said to Han Sen.

Han Sen also felt a little strange. As he said, he squeezed out another drop of blood and fed it to the touch of the gods.