Xu Zhi's eyelids twitched. He felt that the scene was too tragic to look at. He said to pheasant Ji, " "This bloodline-corrupting universe is probably very evil and not the right way."
"This octopus probably has a mutated death rule bloodline ..." "But it's enough to break through new territories," pheasant Ji said to herself.
Xu Zhi was speechless.
&Nbsp; pheasant age clearly placed benefits above all else. If this thing could kill, then who cared about anything else?
After all, they had to fight for the power of the era. If they lost, it would mean death.
The big octopus was still talking loudly,
'Next, I have two measures. The first is to find a way to seize the will of the heavenly path of this universe ... After all, he had already developed the will of a child. If he did not take it now, he would have no choice when he grew up ... The second is to create a reproduction structure, then go to the spring and secretly give birth."
