The Power of 180 Cauldrons!

Lu Changsheng's face was solemn.

He walked forward step by step.

It wasn't that he didn't want to rush to Old Man Wang, but he couldn't.

Because there was a huge amount of strange black insects, the number of these strange insects was too shocking. They were everywhere on the street, and there was no way to avoid them.

Lu Changsheng had been studying the black bug for a while, and he knew that it only ate blood and flesh.

Its black shell was extremely hard, and it could even deflect the force that hit the strange insect.

Moreover, the black bug's mouthpart was hard and sharp.

No matter how tough a person's skin or flesh was, the black bug could easily bite through the skin and burrow into the body.