[Invincible] [System] [Alien Beast Style] [Collapsing Iron] [Funny and Easy] [Don't feel aggrieved]
When Lin Cheng traveled through the Bengtie Universe, he thought he could kick Huanhu and punch Buli, but when he opened his eyes, he turned into an egg that had not yet broken out of its shell! Not only that, after breaking out of the shell, he turned into a mini version of Godzilla that is only as big as a palm and walks wobblingly!
Binding the "god-level beast evolution system", the top priority is to fill his stomach. As soon as he staggered out of the bamboo forest, he bumped into the leg of General Yao Qing Feixiao.
"Roar——!" Lin Cheng tried to show off the majesty of the Red Lotus King, but he only spit out a small ball of cigarette flames.
Fei Xiao laughed angrily and picked up the little guy: "What kind of fox-man specialty is this?"
In order to survive, Lin Cheng endured humiliation and became a "little cute pet". Today he eats the crystal ornaments of Taibu Si, and tomorrow he chews on the nuclear power cables of the Feixiao Warship. The financial bill of Xianzhou reaches its peak rapidly, shocking the whole Yaoqing and Luofu.
Until the day when Huanhu came with the power of destruction and the fairy boat was in danger.
The "little kitten" in everyone's eyes who ate and drank, finally grew into the thousand-meter red lotus king that made the universe tremble!
Jing Yuan: "Help me, Mr. Monster!"
Lin Cheng's breath of red lotus atoms penetrated the sea of stars: "Huan Lu, I heard that you want to destroy it? Come on, have a taste of this!"
Reader comments
Although evolution is reasonable, you can't just eat other people's things. Let's forget about your enemies. You can eat your own things without consent, and the protagonist is not a three-year-old child.
[Awkward laugh]. . . . .
It feels like AI, and there is no correspondence between the front and back.
It's so boring to write, I can't help but watch it. What's the fun part about you?
Although evolution is reasonable, you can't just eat other people's things. Let's forget about your enemies. You can eat your own things without consent, and the protagonist is not a three-year-old child. [Awkward laugh]. . . . .
It feels like AI, and there is no correspondence between the front and back.
It's so boring to write, I can't help but watch it. What's the fun part about you?