The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 2359 Li Cang: Bug mother, can you lend me your son?
Timi and Da Leizi packed up their belongings and left with the magician, while the lonely Old Wang was treated to a ravage and beating by all kinds of strange slime creatures in the slime field, and his delicate body was almost torn to pieces.

However, even Li Cang would occasionally have some simple but unrealistic anthropomorphic ideas.

"Fuck, this bitch is still a human being." Lao Wang stared at the homologous link systems that suddenly started to work: "At least he still remembers me. Fuck, why are there so many bugs here?"

The number of lackeys transmitted through the homologous link channel is almost zero. Except for the turtle-backed water beetles, there are almost only the offspring of the insect mother. As for the Miwei insect race, there is nothing much to say. Whether it is the cesspool or the dining table, it is basically a thrilling story.

As a dignified former subspace race, they didn't even bother to look at these slime creatures. They just went up and started biting them with their mouths. This effectively saved the sea of ​​corpses and dogs that had died in the blood explosion, and provided ample time for the four dogs to recover as an organized unit.

Very quickly, very quickly.

Lao Wang realized what Li Cang was trying to do. Energy cannot be created out of thin air, nor can it disappear. In this Pi Xiu space where people can only enter but not exit, the bugs certainly cannot open a passage to escape or transform matter to feed back the owner of the nest. Every time a bug dies, there is an extra bit of matrix energy that may flow back to the mill after the battle.

“Damn it!” Lao Wang cursed. “He was the one who came up with this fucking idea. The word capitalist is really too conservative to describe him!”

But at least it is a way to help those in need, and the owner of the nest who was coaxed and deceived was not very honest to begin with, so Lao Wang is happy to see it happen.

No matter how much you curse, you still have to do the work and catch the fish.

Master Wang swung his hammer vigorously and at one point tried to build up a relationship with the bridesmaid so that he could kill her later. But perhaps it was because the bridesmaid Yunying was getting married and wanted to keep herself clean. In short, she basically held an innate dislike for Boss Wang and ignored him, and walked away with the elephant in a flurry.

"That bone sister. Eh hey hey."

"Knife girl."

"wipe!"

From the age of ninety-nine to the time he could just walk, Lao Wang had never been looked down upon so many times or ignored so much in his life. His innate temperament of being invincible seemed to have disappeared and was of no use at all.

The etiquette of the world turned into an accident. Master Wang was quite angry and said, "Fuck it, the dog meat is not fat and the bugs are not tasty. You guys are staring at me and biting me, right? Take my knife!"

Before he could finish his words, a hammer hit him on the head.

In fact, this paradise of enlightenment may be of no use to the magician himself, but at least it has a considerable promoting effect on Lao Wang and Li Leisi. It's just that Li Leisi's own resistance is really worrying when Li Cang is not around. She is simply not enough to face the horizontal kicks and vertical rolls of the three-phase force, not to mention the insects and slime creatures. Resurrection will cause the game to be rolled back, so she can only be taken away by Li Cang for close protection.

The more Lao Wang swung his hammer, the more powerful it became. The more fel chains shot out, the more fel fire grew, and the more intense it became.

Unconsciously, the Men Control Heart Sutra had tied Lao Wang up into a small giant with evil fire coming out of it. Every punch, hammer, and move seemed to be connected to this subspace, with a majestic momentum that shook the world.

As the saying goes, quantitative change leads to qualitative change. The combat effectiveness of Big Wang, who had attained enlightenment many times but had no interim results, began to soar. The terrifying imaginary numbers that had accumulated on the panel for a long time finally gradually transformed into strength. Wherever his indestructible golden body passed, it was like a white hole, madly swallowing and spitting out the surrounding energy wind. The interaction of energy was visible to the naked eye.

"Hold the grass. Hold the grass, hold the grass, hold the grass."

“This feeling.” “It’s wonderful!”

At this moment, Lao Wang even had an urge to cry that caught him off guard. He didn't even know how to describe that feeling, let alone express it. The pain seemed to be the sadness and suffering of the whole world, and that boundless pain filled Lao Wang's soul.

Sadness over the passing of years, so touching.

Lao Wang wiped his face and found his hands were wet. The inexplicable grief made him wail without even falling down: "Damn it? Am I dummying it? What's wrong with me? What's wrong with me?"

Crying blood.

The long-awaited "harmony of the body with the Tao" was revealed in this unconventional and abstract manner. This must be considered a gift in any case.

The Sword Sister, Bone Sister, Xiniang Qiu, Gou Kun, Big Corpse Brother and even the Twin Tyrants who still had a little bit of independent will who were still in this slime field were all trying their best to stay away from this asymptomatic psychopath without making a sound. They might not understand what was happening, but since this thing could not be eaten as food, there was no need for them to understand.

Unspeakable sorrow continued to consume his mind, and Lao Wang was intoxicated in his own suffering.

When he looked at those slime creatures again, Lao Wang even had the illusion that the wife he liked was stood up and kicked by her husband. He felt angry, disgusted, and jealous to the point of feeling anxious.

"Insects! Ants! Parasites! Fuck!"

With just one hammer, the unstable factors in this subspace caused by the blood explosion were dragged out into water wave-like contraction folds that were clearly visible to the naked eye. The brilliant sword light was like a mighty river across the sky, with no one able to see its source and no one knowing where it went.

Boom~
Where the hammer fell, it shook the whole world.

The fel chains clanged, the fel fire spread everywhere, and the fel transformation posture that had entered a long cooldown period was forcibly awakened, dragging everything into the bottomless abyss of the finishing move's lullaby.

The only sound left in the subspace was Lao Wang's heavy, sticky breathing. Blood and flesh splashed with knife light gushed out from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose. The ferocious dragon robe never dreamed that it would be torn apart one day, and it floated unwillingly in the turbulent energy.

Standing in the dead silence, Lao Wang frowned and closed his eyes. He seemed to have entered a detached mental and physical state, so much so that his figure even appeared a little vague, as if he could transcend and ascend the stairs at any time.

"Hold the grass!"

"Hold the grass, hold the grass, hold the grass!"

"I'm starving! Why the hell am I so hungry? Where are my gear?!"

The ferocious dragon robe is so fucking broken that there is no trace of equipment left. Compared with the quality and level of the ferocious dragon robe, that thing cannot be said to be comparable, but there is a world of difference.

So, the hungry Big Wang scored twice and once again set his sights on those slime creatures that looked slightly edible. If he didn't eat these, would he have to eat the lackeys of Li Cang's cancerous and deformed entities?