Negri floats outside this sand world.

This world is very ordinary. What is not ordinary is that the God of Microorganisms uses it as a turtle nest and establishes a defense system in this world, so it is difficult for Negri to come directly.

But He was not unable to do anything. When he was striving for the truth to be stretched, Negri took special care of the God of Microbial Bodies.

Before the microbial god Carocaris had completely regained his power, he launched an attack with the help of truth, and even spread along the passage to the world occupied by him, leaving behind a backhand, allowing Negri to transport some of the power not exceeding the limit to enter the world, and also passed on the message to some of Carocaris' descendants.

The God of the Microbial Bodies, His way belongs to life.

Life is a string-plitting person who is derived from the soul, one of the first existences of the majority of the universe, known as the Lord of the World, the Oldest, etc.

However, this string plucker is in a strange state now. Since the birth of the universe, He created the original world and disappeared.

Countless races of gods or life-related beings achieve life-related paths, but there is no way this existence has prevented it, just as if He does not care about other beings' ways to eat him.

This transcendence even surpasses other string pluckers.

Carocaris is also such an existence that achieves the path of life for a special race, but He has no ability to escape from the limitations of the God of Race Life, so gradually He spent most of his time looking for a world shrinker.

"Too burnout." Turn off Carocaris' message, Negri said, and He was quietly waiting outside the world.

Black Mirror Lake.

Just as the agents were looking at each other, a man wearing a sexy white robe with an unknown yellow life appeared behind Grant for no reason, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Brother, borrowed the lane."

Then he walked towards Black Mirror Lake without any concealment.

"Who is that? How is the on-site blockade done?" Sanpsen's expression changed and he asked quickly. Although he didn't know what was going on, he went to provoke Carolis at this time...

The sexy boy was not at all conscious of being surrounded by agents or the evil god's nest, and jumped and hummed a song to the lake.

Looking at the calm lake water, Killer J knocked on the lake like a knock on the door: "zaima?"

"..." The lake surface was as calm as before.

"Sir Ka, don't hide inside and make a sound. I know you are at home. You have the ability to steal a man, so why don't you open the door!" Killer J lay down by the lake like Aunt Xue possessed her and shouted hard.

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"..." The agents around were also stunned and didn't know what to do. They were complaining wildly: "Is Karokalis' surname Ka? What's the matter of robbing a man?"

"You still want to run away after offending the abbot. You are too naive. That guy is bad." Killer J continued with the electric mouse's expression of your death: "Just like the three of us, we have been doing things under His hands for many years, but we have never paid us a penny to pay. He is exploiting the lunatic!"

"Do you still know you're a psychopath?" The electric mouse lying on his shoulder widened his eyes: "Don't you, the psychopath, never admit that you're a psychopath?"

"Don't quarrel? Do not interrupt when adults speak, children." Killer J waved impatiently.

"You are the child. I have lived for a long time..."

Then the conversation between the two quickly became a repeater conversation like you are me or not.

Until Killer J's body fell to one side, and one hand reached into the lake, and the lightning spread into the lake, and the electric mouse jumped into the grass next to him and disappeared.

The agents looked at the sudden internal strife of killer J and electric mice, as well as the still calm lake surface.

After a while, Killer J got up, and the electric mouse on his shoulder also covered his forehead and jumped back to Killer J's shoulder.

"I'll just say that your plan is mentally retarded, that guy won't be fooled." The electric mouse said helplessly.

"It's unreasonable. My seamless and flawless plan is just a mentally retarded child with incomplete intellectual development. Can he actually see through it?" Killer J touched his chin and said in confusion.

But even so, the lake is still extremely calm.

"Forget it, this guy is determined to hide it, we can't force it out, so we'd better go back as soon as possible." The electric mouse said yawning.

"Okay, then let's go back." Killer J turned his back to the lake and said, "But when he said that when I went back, I thought of the second senior brother's branch luggage and returning to Gaolaozhuang. In the second half of this year, China and the United States will take photos together..."

"Is there still a stylist of culture and style?" The electric mouse gave the killer a blank look.

"Hehe." Killer J smiled and waved at the agents: "Your God is a coward. Go back, He dare not come out."

"But when we contact His Sons later, there are probably those who are willing to cooperate. It shouldn't be difficult to open the back door quietly."

"It won't be long before this coward will be pulled out, and He won't be long for long." Killer J smiled very seriously and looked back at the calm lake. His road construction only reached 25.0%, but now he seems like the big boss, the God of Microbial Body.

In fact, Carocaris is waiting for an opportunity.

At that time, Negri was just a future-dominated God of the Road, and the one who made him do things was the upstream, Greligus, the controller of everything. Anyone with a normal IQ knew what to do.

And all we have to do is to stop a demigod who has obtained the roots from Him but abandoned them.

If the upstream people help him, he might be able to transcend the limitations of the race's life god, so Carocaris, who was awakened, was very happy to help.

But he didn't expect that Negri won and became the node of enterprising truth.

At that time, He knew that his misfortune had come, and then he was injured and retracted back to his nest by Negri. Then He found that his nest might not be safe. His experimental products, supplies and offspring seemed to have received Negri's message and were waiting to cheat his father.

One by one, they overturned His seal and began to rebel.

But Carocaris had no way to deal with those guys. Negri's attack was tightly entangled in Him and constantly eroding His power. If he didn't deal with it, it would cause bigger problems.

By the time He dealt with the wounds on his body and was about to deal with the rebellious descendants, Negri had already appeared outside His world.

"Didn't you just intercept your subordinates? As for? Come and block the door so soon." If Carocaris could speak to Negri, He would have complained so wildly.

However, it is too late to say anything now, so He needs a chance to escape.
Chapter completed!