Survival for All: Evolution from the Low End of the Food Chain

Yes, by no means shy.

It's an excitement.

It's just that he is handsome, so he blushes, as if shy.

No wonder his face turns red when he is angry, when he kills, and when he is happy.

It must be his invincible and lonely soul surging again.

Such an amazing person.

Such an attractive person.

What if there is schizophrenia?

Xiaobi leaned on her chin with one hand.

Looking at Sun Tian stupidly.

His pupils are full of his upright figure.

That evil and arrogant post-apocalyptic pride.

A corner of the hungry world.

Hao Duoyu looked at the survival rate of the sixth district.

"The influence of variables has appeared again, from the greedy train to the reversal of the survival rate, this chain reaction, from the perspective of results, is really too strong, and the hope is getting bigger and bigger."

......

Humanoid party.

At this time, in the supersoul space.

It has been discovered that the space transformer has been used by others.

Some were transported into humanoid space.

"It's human."

Old Mrs. Wu has already guessed.

When all the impossible things are ruled out, the remaining options, no matter how unreal, are the correct answers.

When the space restriction was established, those humans had not yet entered this world.

So there is no restriction.

Especially after seeing his gift box was opened and all 24 humans disappeared.

More sure of the authenticity of the matter.

Those who can save people must be people.

Only the same kind can cherish each other, don't they?

After starting the conversion machine, old Mrs. Wu entered the humanoid space without waiting for other superspirits.

Why are you so bold.

Because I left the superspirit space, my spiritual power came back!

In order to show its strength, the Messenger of All Souls will hide the spiritual power of the superspiritual person every time he descends.

But once he returns to the humanoid space, he will still be the omnipotent superspirit.

A small human being can easily kill you.

Old Mrs. Wu appeared in front of the humanoid.

"Did you see humans?"

Old Mrs. Wu asked the people who were talking about it.

"See, see, they're out."

"Yes, there are so many people, I can't count them."

"There was an ant-man who suddenly turned into a human, so scary."

Old Mrs. Wu clapped her hands together.

He holds a mallet in his left hand and a gong in his right hand.

Horse skin appeared under the feet, as if blown by a blower.

In a flash, it's gone.

"My God, the Overspirit!"

"This is the Superspirited Immortal!"

Based on the legend, the humanoids began to shout in surprise.

The horse-faced man, Song Chen, and 24 players moved forward quickly in the passage.

It's as long as it came.

?: Chuma Xian chased after him.

? ?

Discovered by them?

"Can we hurry up?"

"The fastest speed, I also want to get Phellinus sooner." The horse-faced man was really anxious.

The Phellinus that Song Chen showed him was really good.

I have never eaten it in my life.

The horse-faced man really drove the speed to the fastest.

At this time, the old Mrs. Wu behind had already caught up.

The horsehide is at full speed.

Old Mrs. Wu, who had lost 24 players, was furious.

On a whim.

When the whim arises, you can use your fingers to make a calculation.

Count on the horse hide.

I already knew it was Song Chen.

It turned out to be him!

New hatred and old hatred surged into my heart together.

The old Mrs. Wu who had fully recovered her aura was like a rainbow.

The spiritual energy shook, and he rushed behind Song Chen in a short while.

I saw Song Chen and the horse-faced man in front of me, as well as 24 humans.

It's this kid again, this time, we must not let him go.

For catching this murderer, the Messenger of All Souls might even reward himself extra.

"Decree, stop!"

A superspiritual space stood in front of Song Chen.

stop.

Everyone stopped.

Chapter 119 Sir, Your Skin Is A Little Yellow

"There is a way to heaven if you don't go, but there is no way to enter hell. This time, if you can escape again, I will destroy myself."

Old Mrs. Wu was muttering something.

A big yellow leather child suddenly appeared in the air.

Bite Song Chen!

[Skill, cold joke.

"Mr., your skin is a little yellow. You haven't taken care of yourself for a long time."

Huang Pizi suddenly burst out laughing.

I can't take a bite anymore.

The mouth opened wider and wider, unable to stop laughing.

I'm almost out of breath.

Huang Pizi and Mrs. Wu are the same spirit.

It was transformed from the soul of Mrs. Wu.

Move everything.

Old Mrs. Wu also laughed.

The more you laugh, the crazier you get.

I can't stop it.

shoot her?Hack her?bomb her?

Smoke her?

fuck her?

In an instant, Song Chen came up with countless ways to kill Mrs. Wu.

The hand also touched the belt quietly.

however.

?: These attacks of yours are ineffective against the superspirit, she is not seriously injured like before.

then what do I do?Look back at the superspirit space.

It's still there.

Good guy, Superspirit Space is also laughing.

He bent down laughing.

The skill of this cold joke is awesome, Sklar.

?: She'll die laughing.

Is it?

really!

Old Mrs. Wu actually bled from laughter.

But still can't stop laughing wildly.

?: The injury she suffered last time didn't heal quickly, but now she was teased by a cold joke, and the wound burst open again.

Good guy, then collapse.

Old Mrs. Wu's wound kept tearing open, and finally rushed to the soul.

The soul was also torn apart.

Spiritual power began to vent outward.

Green air is distributed in the channel.

The superspiritual space was shattered at once.

The yellow skin was also shattered.

Only old Mrs. Wu herself was left.