The humanoid creatures who forcibly rushed into the chaotic space emitted an extremely terrifying aura.

His hands were close to his neck, covered with hard scales, and his head was filled with deer antlers, looking more like the demon clan in the second-level heavenly realm.

The only thing that can be identified is the person's facial features.

Those who have come to Dream Manor are familiar with that face. He is Wen Qinghe, the butler in the manor!

All along, Mr. Wen has always had the impression of being gentle and kind, claiming to be an insulator and unable to refine and evolve. Everyone does not doubt this. Wen Qinghe is usually a weak scholar. Even if he can see through Zhao Hao's bearded man who has lost his skills at a glance, he has not seen that Wen Qinghe is so hidden so deeply in the Dream Manor for so many years.

It is precisely because of this that the bearded man who witnessed Wen Qinghe's "transformation" by the lake showed a look of seeing a ghost.

Zhao Hao's mood at this moment was almost the same as that of a bearded man.

Before coming in, he had carefully observed Wen Qinghe. With his eyes of the king, he could not see that the butler was hidden in his deepest position.

From Wen Qinghe who had transformed, Zhao Hao sensed a familiar and unfamiliar aura.

It is said that he is familiar with it because he fought with the White Pig Demon King clone and experienced similar pressure from the Demon King.

To be unfamiliar is because Wen Qinghe gives people a general feeling, which is different from evolutionary creatures, and can even be said to be very different.

"Can this person be the genetic warrior with the highest technology of the gene of fortune?"

Zhao Hao was so upset that this kind of half-human and half-beasted literary Qinghe was so similar to the X-Men in the movie.

"The boss's wife is indeed well-informed. She said that the strongest warrior of the gene of fortune is at least equivalent to a second-level evolver... Niang Xipi, this "at least" is really reliable. The uncle on the other side is definitely not weaker than the third-level evolver!"

Zhao Hao's thoughts were repeated and he judged the other party's accuracy.

The previous judgment error was not because of the failure of the Heavenly King's Eye, but because of the level restrictions of the Heavenly King's Eye.

According to Zhao Hao's long-term exploration, the King's Eye is a second-level title-sealing magic power, which is used to "identify" second-level or first-level things, which can be said to be o**k, and it is a hundred tests and magic. However, this second-level magic power is not easy to use when used to identify third-level or higher-level things.

This just shows that Wen Qinghe's strength is no more than the second level.

An invisible force shocked Zhao Hao to retreat more than twenty steps and fell to the ground.

Wen Qinghe ignored Zhao Hao and instantly landed in front of the dying Deng Pan.

At this moment, Mr. Deng’s nose was swollen, his mouth was covered with blood, and he couldn’t even speak. He was staring at Wen Qinghe with a pair of panda eyes.

His eyes were filled with surprise.

This level of surprise is even better than Zhao Hao.

Wen Qinghe was the butler arranged by the old man in the family. After so many years of being with him, Deng Pan never knew that the butler had such strength. He only knew that Wen Qinghe had very strong ability to do business, and he could just ask the butler to do something. He never expected that this butler could transform into a super Saiyan.

Wen Qinghe helped Deng Pan up, looked at Zhao Hao who was sitting on the ground coldly, and said indifferently: "You shouldn't have attacked the young master."

There was endless chill in his voice, as if he was sentenced to death by Zhao Hao.

Before he finished speaking, Wen Qinghe held Deng Pan with his left hand, waved his right arm, and a huge suction force appeared in his palm, like a black hole in time and space, sucking Zhao Hao, who was more than 20 meters away.

At this critical moment, nothing is useless to say, so Zhao Hao could only fight hard.

His body was covered with golden light, blocking the powerful attraction.

Immortal Golden Body!

Zhao Ritian, who had lost his skills, could only rely on the ability of gene locks.

Click!

Just one second later, an incredible scene appeared.

The golden light shield on Zhao Hao's body actually cracked under the tearing of the suction force from the air.

"What kind of power is this?"

Zhao Hao was frightened. His immortal golden body that could last for ten seconds was shattered by his opponent in the blink of an eye for the first time.

During this round of confrontation, Zhao Hao had already deeply experienced the horror of the gene warrior.

Not to mention that Zhao Hao has temporarily lost his skills, even if he returns to his peak state, it will be difficult to fight Wen Qinghe alone.

Crack, Crack!

In the second second, the golden light shield on Zhao Hao's body completely shattered and turned into countless golden light spots to dissipate in the air.

The immortal golden body was broken, and Zhao Hao suddenly flew towards Wen Qinghe's palm like a kite with a broken string.

His whole body seemed to be wrapped in countless hard threads, and more than a hundred fine blood marks were struck, with a biting pain.

Despair flashed in Zhao Hao's eyes. The opponent's ability to make free moves within the chaotic space means that he has an overwhelming advantage and he cannot see the possibility of a turnaround.

He knew in his heart that the moment he flew to Wen Qinghe's palm was his death.

At this time, it would not work if you turn on the real man for five seconds. In desperation, Zhao Hao activated a gene lock that he had never figured out.

That was his sixth genetic lock...a mysterious and weird black cauldron.

The little black cauldron has no attributes or intentional introductions. Everything is waiting for Zhao Hao to explore himself.

Moreover, that thing is sometimes effective but not effective. Zhao Hao can sometimes resonate with the little black cauldron, and sometimes the little black cauldron is completely unlucky.

In desperate situations, people can often inspire potential that they cannot even imagine.

This time, Zhao Hao, who stepped into the gate of hell with half his feet, successfully resonated with the mysterious little black cauldron.

call out!

The small black tripod, which was originally just a phantom pattern, actually became a physical body!

He flew out of Zhao Hao's body, like a magic weapon in the fairy tale story. In the blink of an eye, he turned from the size of a thumb to the size of a desktop, and suddenly smashed towards Wen Qinghe's head!

Wen Qinghe waved his hand calmly, and seemed to want to punch the changing black cauldron.

Bang!

A dull collision sound came, and then an unexpected strange thing happened.

Wen Qinghe took three steps back and let out a muffled groan in his throat.

Deng Pan, who was supported by him, could not withstand the aftermath of the collision and was instantly shocked.

"Do you want this six?"

Zhao Hao, who was surviving in a desperate situation, fell from mid-air to the ground, and his teeth were suddenly overjoyed.

The little black cauldron, which was extremely powerful when smashed, reminded him of a powerful magic weapon in the List of Gods!

Taking advantage of that strong resonance, Zhao Hao summoned the little black cauldron and smashed it over Wen Qinghe for the second time.

The little black dining room cooperated very well, and felt like he was moving casually, and immediately hit Wen Qinghe's head.

This time, Wen Qinghe did not dare to be arrogant and directly placed the unconscious Deng Pan on the ground. Then he used his hands to wove a strange tearing force. In the blink of an eye, a strange shock wave formed and blasted towards the black cauldron that was rushing towards him.

boom!

Two shocking forces collided together, and the little black tripod seemed to collide with a basketball on the wall, bounced back to Zhao Hao intact and hovered above his head.

On the other hand, Wen Qinghe became disheveled and his mouth was covered with blood, and he looked as miserable as he was.
Chapter completed!