Fight,Primitive Man

Bird wizard looked at the owl hovering in the sky, gently opening.

"Tyrannosaurus Rex is dead. There is no dragon head in the group of animals. They have been scattered as birds and beasts. "

Bird witch's these two words, let people's cheers once again climb higher decibels, high wall up and down like boiling water boiling general.

Yang killed a Tyrannosaurus Rex with his fists and feet, which undoubtedly greatly inspired the fighting spirit of the people of Panshi tribe.

Chu Dong waved his hand and let dozens of strong men rush out to drag back the huge tusk Tyrannosaurus Rex that was killed by Yang Sheng.

When Yang returned to the tribe, he was warmly welcomed. Men's war roars and women's screams were interwoven for a long time.

Lin Feng looked on coldly at yeluo's side, and he could not help admiring the rock tribe: "it's time to sleep, it's time to eat, everyone's gone. Just leave a group of people here to watch them. "

After listening to this, everyone nodded, and then they couldn't see it. These wild animals couldn't walk much distance in half a day. They left the high wall one after another. What should they do.

Standing on the mound, the majestic golden wolf, of course, saw the people on the high wall leaving one after another, and could not help but emit a long howl of anger and unwillingness.

Chudong understood the meaning of golden wolf's howl and sneered.

"Mao, go and get me that silver horn loudspeaker."

The silver horn loudspeaker is made by Chu Dong with the silver head horn of the silver horn galloping pig that he killed at the beginning. The horn made of golden horn has strong sound penetration and good sound quality.

The quality of silver galloping pig's head horn is worse than that of gold horn, but its sound transmission is very good, so it becomes Chu Dong's big horn.

Chudong shouts with a silver horn loudspeaker in his hand. The voice is far away, but few people in Panshi tribe can understand what Chudong is saying.

Besides, it's a kind of high-level Chu language.

Golden wolf heard Chu Dong with megaphone to shout out of words, become more angry.

The long voice of the golden wolf was loud, as if it was a fierce protest.

Chu Dong used the loudspeaker to shout something again, and then drew the middle finger at the golden wolf.

Everyone on earth knows what this gesture means, but no one here knows. The metaphorical meaning of such a gesture is greatly reduced.

The golden wolf continued to howl, and the slow-moving beasts suddenly became more crazy. Instead of trying to attack, they made a horizontal line and charged like the tide.

Then the waves of charge were engulfed by innumerable traps, thousands of wild animals in a short time of less than a minute, all the moths into the fire in general, casualties.