A 5,000-man super-large-scale dungeon, a new world begins!_3
Actually, there was not much difference.
At most, it was just that the singing team on the stage was different.
What puzzled Li Yueming the most was whether this so-called Insect Demon Lord was the same race as the Insect race he imagined.
However, this question was destined to be unanswered for the time being.
If he wanted to know the truth, Li Yueming had to find it himself.
He continued to look down.
Li Yueming's gaze fell on the random talent that he had drawn this time.
This was too much!
What was the sadness of Eggy, and what was a person without roots?
If this talent was drawn out, wouldn't the conscience of the reincarnation mark hurt?
Could it be that the stinky effect of the Five-Colored Immortal Deer's molt had not dissipated yet?
He thought of this possibility.
Li Yueming was cursing in his heart.
He was just short of digging out the Five-Colored Immortal Deer's ancestral grave and throwing it into the crematorium.