Sky-shaking bow

Three mysterious fonts appeared on the handle of the bow and arrow. The fonts were mysterious and he didn't recognize them, but he recognized the meaning of these three words at first sight.

"The Great Dao pattern, are you really God's illegitimate child?" Bai Ze looked at it, his eyes full of powerlessness. What monster did he meet?

Even if God prefers it, he won’t bring such a thing!

What kind of virtue does he have for a little barbarian? He is not as good as his innate god and his fortune are so good.

Yang Sanyang did not speak, and his merits were all restrained. Yang Sanyang stretched out his hand to hold the bow and arrow, and saw that the bow and arrow were all green, and the essence of liquid seemed to flow in it, and endless vitality was contained in it.

The bow and arrow have no strings, and there are lines flowing around it, as if they were ten arrows.

As the thoughts were made, the lines on the bow and arrow began to twist, and they broke away from the main body of the bow and arrow, turned into an arrow, and were held in Yang Sanyang.

With the appearance of the arrow, a bow string that was as small as silk appeared on the arrow, and divine lights flowed on it.

"What a treasure! What a treasure! My treasure! This is my treasure! You take my treasure, hurry up and return the treasure to me!" Bai Ze jumped over Yang Sanyang's head at this time, stretched out his claws and pulled out the ancestral orifice between Yang Sanyang's eyebrows, as if he wanted to take out the mark that was immersed in his body.

Yang Sanyang had a pain in his scalp. Bai Ze's attack was not light or severe, which made him feel distracted. The arrow automatically disappeared and turned into a pattern and returned to the body of the bow and arrow, and the bow string dissipated again.

Throwing the bow and arrow on the ground, without having time to look at it carefully, Yang Sanyang reached out to grab Bai Ze on his head, held it in his palm, and looked at the Bai Ze divine beast with its teeth and claws, Yang Sanyang felt speechless: "Is there such a crazy innate god?"

"Boy, let me go! That's my treasure! That's my treasure!" Bai Ze screamed in anger.

Yang Sanyang looked at the innate sacred in his hands, and his awe disappeared in his heart. He grabbed Bai Ze's hair and trampled it on the corner of the wall.

"Swoosh~"

This time Bai Ze ignored Yang Sanyang, but suddenly jumped out and hugged the Zhentian bow on the ground and laughed, and his saliva flowed out.

The thoughts in his mind moved, and the shaking bow turned into flowing light and sank into his hand. Yang Sanyang stroked the shaking bow in his hand. The bow strings in his mind were derived. The lines on it fell off and turned into a dark and deep arrow that was held in his hand. His eyes looked at tens of thousands of beasts in the distance, wandering back and forth around the entrance of the cave.

A mysterious artistic conception emerged. The next moment, Yang Sanyang bent his bow and put an arrow on it, and then pulled it hard. The bow string of the Zhentian bow only pulled it out of a centimeter distance, forming a slight arc, and then it could no longer be pulled out.

Subconsciously let go, a black light flew out, and then a scream was heard, and bloody winds were rolled up in the cold wind. In the blink of an eye, a black light flew across the field. Tens of thousands of beasts seemed to have been immersed in a fixed way, and they all fell to the ground and died. Then the arrows turned around and sank into the Dark Sky Bow.

A magnificent heat flow boiled in the Zhentian bow, pouring into Yang Sanyang's body with a surging force, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Shooting tens of thousands of beasts with one arrow?

Yang Sanyang was stunned. When he was drawing the bow, he thought that his bow could not be shot. After all, with his own strength, he only opened a centimeter distance. If he were placed in later generations, he would not be shot at all. It would just fly out and fall to the ground.

Yang Sanyang's eyes were full of disbelief, and there were lights of contemplation flowing in his eyes, and the power of the sky-shaking bow was beyond his expectations.

Just by pulling it slightly, you will have such power. If you stretch it perfectly, what kind of power should you have?

Bai Ze looked at Yang Sanyang's confused expression, and looked like he looked at the local bun, rolled his eyes, with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

This is the treasure blessed by the power of the Great Dao, and is not inferior to those rare innate spiritual treasures?

Is it worth wondering if the innate spiritual treasure has no power to destroy the world and shoots and kills only tens of thousands of ants?

"It is worthy of being a treasure of killing. When he killed his opponent, he actually seized his opponent's life to feed back to his master. If this little barbarian could hunt millions and tens of millions, and then embark on the road of cultivation, his foundation would not be much worse than those innate races!" Bai Ze stroked the goatee on his chin, and his thoughts were flowing. Looking at Yang Sanyang in front of him, he looked like a baby with a lot of treasures.

"If I can have a good relationship with him, even if he doesn't give me these treasures, I will have a lot to do if I lend them two items to me! This little man does not understand the wonderful methods of practice. If I can have a good relationship with him, he will die in old age and inherit his legacy in a hundred years... It's so wonderful..." Bai Ze thought of the bright future and suddenly felt that he was too smart. This little monkey does not understand the way of practice, and he will die in old age. Thousands of years are just a blink of an eye for him.

"My! All these treasures are mine!" Bai Ze began to drool again, then picked up the dried fruit with a pleasing look on his face and took the initiative to hand it to Yang Sanyang: "Would you feel a little ashamed to please a little barbarian?"

"Huh~" Yang Sanyang stared at Bai Ze who was staring at him, thought in his heart, took the fruit, bared his teeth and smiled: "No matter what, it will be beneficial to him to establish a good relationship with a congenital sacred person."

Looking at the little barbarian's pure smile, Bai Ze suddenly felt soft and felt a little reluctant: "I'll coax him to death and then inherit his inheritance. Isn't it a bit too cruel?"

Of course, Yang Sanyang would not refuse a sacred kindness innately. He stretched out his hand to pick Bai Ze up from the ground and placed it on his shoulders. Then he turned around and roared at the tribe members, and walked into the group of beasts in the horrific gazes of the tribe members.

Dead!

All dead!

All dead!

All the wild beasts were shot through the heart by an arrow, and they could not die anymore. Yang Sanyang greeted and shouted at the cave** people, signaling everyone to come and move the wild beasts.

Although the weather outside is cold, there is still time to move the corpses of wild animals.

Dozens of wild beasts were moved into the cave and then opened to the stomach, and the remaining tens of thousands of wild beasts continued to freeze in the snow and ice.

The temperature in the cave is too high, and tens of thousands of beasts can't finish it in a short time. As for the other beasts who came to smell blood, there is nothing we can do about it.

The Cretaceous period evolved into the Little Ice Age, and firewood became extremely precious, and everyone did not have any extra firewood to waste the jerky barbecue.

broth!

The hearty fresh barbecue was filled with ham, and sprinkled with various seasonings, eating it slowly:

"Although there are ingredients in this world that replaces salt, I always feel something is wrong, and it is incomparable to the taste of salt after all."

Yang Sanyang was picky and chose, and a group of primitive people ate happily.

Bai Ze also hugged a thigh and chewed wildly: "Not bad! Not bad! Although these barbarians are not very wise, they have good methods of making food. Master, I am hiding here for a while, but the old demon Mifeng refused to leave for a long time. It's really troublesome."

Bai Ze gnawed his thighs, his hair was covered in greasyness.

After dinner

Yang Sanyang walked around the stone cave with Yong in his arms, then continued to teach everyone the pinyin, while silently thinking about the future.

These tens of thousands of wild beasts are enough for everyone to survive for several months, and with this little beast here, I am not afraid of no wild beasts chasing them.

The Little Ice Age is extremely long, and Yang Sanyang still has to think about how to survive the boring period of the Little Ice Age. In this Little Ice Age, humans can do nothing.

Thinking about things, Bai Ze slowly came to him, jumped on his shoulder, silently circulated his magical powers to observe Yang Sanyang's body: "The vitality in this little man is very strong, and he may have a lifespan of seven or eight hundred years. The previous weapon has extended it to at least five hundred years of vitality. As long as the little man does not suffer accidents and is not severely injured in the future, he can live for seven or eight hundred years."

"Seven or eight hundred years is not enough for me to sleep. I can afford to wait for such a little time, but if he hunts with the bow and arrow, wouldn't he be able to increase his lifespan?" Bai Ze suddenly was shocked: "It seems that it is a bit difficult to survive this little barbarian to death!"

"However, even if this little barbarian lives for a long life, can I live longer? I can afford to wait for the ancestor! Moreover, I just estimated the potential in his body. The potential he has realized is at most two hundred years and has to last for a lifetime. He doesn't know how to open up his potential, and he can't find a chance to open up his potential. At most two hundred years and I can afford to wait!" Bai Ze slowly jumped down from Yang Sanyang's shoulder and came to the cave entrance proudly. Seeing that all the wild beasts had been shot, he snorted disdainfully, and then walked towards the Fire God altar with his second uncle: "Vulcan God, you old boy, I am being chased in your territory. You actually stood by and let the ant chase me. I will tell you a lawsuit in front of the God Emperor in the future."

As he spoke, Bai Ze slowly walked to the altar of the Fire God, looked at the flames floating above, and said arrogantly: "Old boy, now that I am here, you don't pretend to be dead. Wake up quickly and apologize to me. Let's debate the right and wrong."

Bai Ze scolded the fire of the God of Fire, and put his waist and head up to wait for the other party to apologize.

After a while, when I saw that the flame was not moving, I couldn't help but be stunned: "Pretend to death? Pretend to fall asleep? When I wait for the master, I will wake you up and teach you that this guy is standing by and watching me suffer a disaster."

While speaking, Bai Ze slowly plucked his hair on his arms, imitated the appearance of a group of savages in the cave, walked to the altar with crab steps, looked at the solidified flames, and blew his fists.

Obviously, Bai Ze could not see the firebird sleeping deepest in the flames. The firebird regarded this ball of fire god power as a nest. Although Bai Ze was a sacred in nature, he could not see through it.
Chapter completed!