Super God Gene Chapter 3153: 300 battles

"Yes." Du Rulan bowed again and again.

"Since you are willing to cut the head, you can take him to the side hall to test the bloodline." Han Sen did not intend to directly give the burning lamp the blood of the God of Wealth.

As for what kind of bloodline to give to Ran Deng, it depends on his own talent. At most, he takes care of one or two, but it is impossible to force the Queen of Severed Heads to give him hereditary bloodline.

Du Rulan couldn't help but startled slightly when she heard what the God of Wealth Statue said. Seeing that the Queen of the Beheaded Head had already walked to the side hall, she had to thank the Queen again and followed the Queen of the Beheaded Head into the side hall.

Du Rulan came from a good background. Seeing the decapitated deity statue in the side hall, she immediately knew that this decapitated queen was actually the deputy deity of the Temple of Wealth, and she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

The power of the main **** of a temple is naturally the greatest. If you worship under the deputy god, no matter how good your blood is, how can it be so good?

But now, Du Rulan naturally can't say anything else. If their mother and son can survive, they have already achieved great fortune. How can they dare to pick and choose.

The decapitated queen carried the little boy to the god's case, put the little boy on it, and said to him: "If you want to worship under the queen's seat, take the sacrificial knife and cut your fingers. , drip blood into the divine furnace."

"Sir, he's still too young, let me help him." Du Rulan got up to help, but suddenly felt unable to move and was suppressed by a terrifying force.

"It's his own choice," said the Severed Queen indifferently.

Du Rulan couldn't speak or move, she could only stare at her son, her heart burning like fire.

This little boy is really extraordinary. He has gone through so many changes, and he doesn't even cry or make trouble. After listening to the words of the decapitated queen, he got up, took the sacrificial knife on the god's case, and cut off his little finger. Broken, let the blood drip into the divine furnace.

Boom!

I saw the purple-black flames in the divine furnace rose up into the night and turned into a heaven-shattering demon flame. The whole side hall was full of evil spirits, and a malevolent guillotine appeared in the starry sky.

Han Sen couldn't help laughing in the main hall: "The lantern is indeed worthy of the lantern, even if he dies and reincarnates, it is very comparable."

Thinking that the burning lamp can bring the Buddhist clan from an unknown small clan to the forest of the strong, and even almost made the Buddhist clan a top clan, its ability is really comparable.

"Sir, Decapitation wants to make a contract with him and make him my hereditary bloodline." The Decapitated Queen came to the statue of the God of Wealth and knelt down and worshipped.

"Yes." Han Sen only said one word.

The guillotine queen did not hesitate any longer. The guillotine and the puppet were filled with purple and black flames, which turned into terrifying arrogance and descended towards the little boy.

The body of the little boy was immediately wrapped in purple-black flames, and a strange guillotine mark appeared on his forehead, and among the marks, there was also a brand that represented a **** of destruction.

"The Queen of Severe Heads is actually a **** of destruction?" Du Ruruo was surprised and delighted at this time, she couldn't believe what she saw with her eyes.

The deputy **** of a temple could be a supreme being of the Destruction level. She couldn't imagine what a terrifying existence the **** of this temple was.

"God have mercy, my son finally has hope." Du Rulan cried with joy.

Han Sen looked at the little boy who had formed a contract with the Beheaded Queen and became the hereditary bloodline of the Beheaded Queen. His face could not help but become a little weird, and some strange images flashed in his mind.

Thinking about how the little boy grows up in the future, with a compassionate appearance like the ancestor of the burning lamp, while holding the guillotine in his hand to kill countless powerful people, Han Sen feels very strange.

In a small garden in the Feng Family Castle, Qin Bai and Bao'er sat face to face in front of the chessboard.

"Bao'er, can you play checkers? I'll teach you how to play." Qin Bai said proudly.

Bao'er curled her lips in disdain and said, "You still learned your checkers from my father, right?"

"I forgot about this. You are Han Sen's daughter, so how could you not be able to checkers? That's right. You and I kill three hundred games. I won't be merciful." Qin Bai laughed said.

"It counts, be sure to play 300 sets." Bo'er also laughed.

"Of course, you go first." Qin Bai said boldly.

He is obsessed with checkers, and it doesn't matter how many games he plays as long as he doesn't need to practice swords.

Bao'er is also welcome, picking up a stone bead with her fingers and jumping forward.

This child fell and fell into Qin Bai's eyes, but that was not the case. It seemed that a shocking sword energy was piercing towards him, making him feel as if it could pierce through the sky.

Qin Bai was frightened and wanted to scream, but found that he couldn't scream and couldn't move. He could only watch the sky-shattering sword energy rushing into his forehead, and immediately wet his pants.

Of course it's not the real sword qi, but the Heart Sword Dao used by Bao'er. This sword technique was originally the unique skill of the Sixth Dao Great Emperor, but was later learned by Han Sen. Although Han Sen did not learn all of it~IndoMTL.com~ Occasionally, he will use a few swords, and Baoer will learn it.

Now Baoer uses Xinjianshu to simulate the sword intent of wave swordsmanship, directly attacking Qin Bai's will, letting him feel the sword intent of wavelan swordsmanship.

Learning is a very difficult thing, especially for those who are unwilling to learn, it is even more difficult than reaching the sky.

But there is a situation where one can learn quickly and be hard to forget.

That's the so-called "eating a moat to grow a wiser". The meaning of this sentence is that the greater the loss, the stronger the memory. It is not really smarter.

The more painful it is, the easier it is to remember the lesson. Bo'er is using this method now. She wants the Prince to deeply remember the sword intent.

Then Qin Bai's tragic life began. He found that he couldn't make a sound, couldn't move, and even played chess with Baoer uncontrollably.

But every time Bao'er gave birth, it would turn into a terrifying wave of sword intent to kill him. Even if he knew later that the sword intent would not kill him, it still made Qin Bai feel the pain.

The coercion brought by the sword intent is difficult for ordinary people to bear. The trauma of the soul is not as simple as the pain of the body, but Qin Bai has to endure the beheading of the terrifying sword technique again and again. Every time, Qin Bai felt like he was about to die, and his heart collapsed.

His guards didn't know anything, they just thought that the prince was playing chess with Bao'er. No one knew that Qin Bai was suffering from inhuman pain right now.

Jia Yizhen is in a very good mood now. In the past, Prince Qin Bai was most afraid of her. No matter how naughty he was, he would definitely listen to her and complete the homework she had assigned.

But who knew that this time, Qin Bai didn't practice his sword hard and ran out of the palace to play, which made Jia Yizhen very worried and worried about the future fate of the Qin Empire.