Bug Master In Doomsday

The crystal clear egg floats in the foul sewage at the bottom of the porcelain pot. The white and snowy cocoon silk on the surface of the egg seems to have a strange energy that can isolate all the filth in the pot!

Wang Mang held his breath, looked at the inside of the porcelain jar, and squinted his eyes unbearably. The corpse of the monster in this porcelain jar was so stinky that he could feel a strong pungency in his eyes!

Enduring the discomfort caused by this corrupt stench, Wang Mang's mental power instantly penetrated into the white and flawless worm egg like a sharp arrow!

The long and narrow worm egg like an index finger suddenly sent out a tremor of the soul at the moment when the spiritual power penetrated, and there was a strong emotion in the soul fluctuation!

anger! tyrannical! And a trace of doubt! And Wang Mang, who was standing by the porcelain jar, also suddenly withdrew his mental strength, and he took a few steps back with an extremely ugly expression, retching!

He was panting slightly, his reticing body slowly straightened up, but when he raised his head, his always deep eyes were covered with tired bloodshot eyes.

Wang Mang tried his best to adjust the tumbling abilities in his body, his strong arm couldn't help holding on to the wall beside him.

He looked at the porcelain jar with bloodshot eyes, his brain was a little dizzy, and he couldn't help muttering: "What kind of bug is this?! Why is the mental power so powerful?!"

The moment Wang Mang's mental power penetrated the worm eggs, he was cut off by that sharp soul wave like a knife. He was caught off guard. Wang Mang's failure to faint directly was considered to be of strong physical quality!

After the dizzy brain recovered a little, Wang Mang returned to the porcelain jar. This time he rubbed his chin and moved more carefully.

With a "hum" sound, countless tiny insects formed a muddy air wall from the air and fished out the long and narrow eggs from the porcelain jar!

When the worm eggs left the porcelain jar, the power that it radiated suddenly became much smaller, completely no longer the aura of tyranny and terror.

Wang Mang snapped a finger with his left hand, and the suspended insect eggs landed on his palm. The snow-white insect eggs were still a bit warm, and the strange insect inside seemed to be a living animal, with body temperature!

Wang Mang looked at the worm egg, his brows tightened, and now what should be done with the worm egg has become his top priority.

First of all, the strength potential of the monster bred in this worm egg is absolutely unprecedentedly powerful, but how to completely control it is the most important thing!

Wang Mang's left hand gently held the worm egg, and his mind moved slightly, and the drooping Mo Lan appeared on Wang Mang's shoulder.

She blinked a little listlessly, and yawned very humanely, "Wang Mang, why did you tell me to come out? Didn't she make three thousand white pills last time..."

Wang Mang didn't pay attention to Mo Lan's idle words, and raised the worm egg in his palm very seriously, "Mo Lan, look at this, what is the origin of this worm that is gestating?!"

Mo Lan listened to Wang Mang’s words, her dim sleepy eyes shifted. When she saw the white worm egg held in Wang Mang’s palm, her body suddenly straightened, and her sleepy eyes were bigger than a ping pong ball.

There was an unprecedented tremor and anxiety in her tone, "Wang Mang...this bug...where did you get it?!"

Wang Mang pointed his right finger at the porcelain jar with several cracks, and said in the urn: "The relic of a worm master, there are many corpses of worms in it!"