“There are giant black flying fish flying in the sky?”

Wuhuan looked at the clansman and said.

“right.”

The tribe thought for a long time, then nodded.

The corner of Wuhuan’s mouth curled up, and a mouthful of extremely messy fangs leaked out.

“Come with me, let you open your eyes today and see the latest weapon I made!

As Wuhuan said, he walked towards the inside of the tree trunk.

“king”

“King, King”

All the dark creatures shouted in unison.

It was the only Lorilandian lingua franca they had known for most of these years.

Although it is difficult for them to understand the words “967” with their limited IQ.

Although Wuhuan calls his own group intelligent creatures, he distinguishes his own group from those monsters in the irrational black mud of the abyss.

But in fact, compared with real humans, it is the gap between humans and orangutans.

After all, it was Wuhuan who touched the heart of the magic ball before he opened up the wisdom close to human beings.

And Wuhuan taught one or two of them to learn some common language in a hundred years, which is considered a good job.

After all, humans cannot teach orangutans to speak.

Wuhuan came to his “bedroom”.

In fact, it is a large wooden hole with various bone decorations.

In this wooden cave, Wuhuan took out one thing that he cherished very much.

It is a big black bow.

Wuhuan searched for a long time on the magic tree, and finally found a branch of the magic tree that was as flexible as this.

During these years, Wuhuan kept hunting and killing those irrational black mud creatures, took out the most elastic tendon on their bodies, and then weaved them together. It took several years to make this weapon. Big Black Bow!

And Wuhuan also named this bow, the Great Bow of Hunting God!

In fact, Wuhuan doesn’t know what God represents.

This is what it has learned from the heart of the magic ball.

Wuhuan didn’t understand the meaning of the word “God”.

“As long as I have this supreme artifact, I can shoot no matter who or what big fish it is!”

Wuhuan took out several big arrows and spoke loudly.

“King, king, king, king.”

A kind of pitch-black creature repeated the only word they knew, each roaring with excitement.

“Is this the World Demon Tree?”

Qianlong No. 1 airship sailed slowly in the air, and the soldiers in the cabin looked out through the bulletproof glass, looking at the huge world magic tree even if it was half buried in the black mud of the abyss, and admired it With a sound.

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