Seven colorful birds happily flew in front to lead the way, while Wu Tian followed tightly on the ground.

Soon, an open space appeared in the woods, and a group of tents suspected to be indigenous were present.

"In someone else's hands?"

Wu Tian's heart moved, and he finally understood why the bird didn't directly bring back the dragon ball he found, it must be because the dragon ball was already held by someone else, and the bird couldn't grab it.

......The birds flew around Wutian, and one of them flew out directly, flying towards a group of natives near the tent over there. Sure enough, as soon as the natives saw the colorful bird, someone immediately grabbed a wooden stick impatiently and hit it.

The bird was very nimble, and the aboriginal wooden stick could not be hit, and he couldn't help but cry out angrily, but the bird that played with him was happily "chirping" and arguing, as if mocking.

Wu Tian stared at the dragon ball hanging from the man's neck with a straw rope.

Sure enough, it's three planets.

The last Dragon Ball.

It's right in front of you!

Wu Tian tightened the coarse cloth burden on his body, and inside was the six dragon balls he had collected so far. Wu Tian's face was calm, and he walked out of the woods and appeared in front of the group of natives.

As soon as the natives saw Wu Tian, a stranger, appear, they became serious and nervous. Their dark faces were tense, and no one paid any attention to the annoying bird in the sky, and they either took wooden sticks, or wooden spears, or stone hammers, and soon surrounded Wutian.

There's a reason why they're reacting this way.

Here's why...... Six colorful birds standing on the shoulders on either side of Wu Tian.

The bird that harassed the natives "fluttered" and fell back on Wu Tian's head, raising its little head high at the group of natives, looking angry.

"Woo woo wow wow wow woo la......"

The natives were angry and pointed at Wu Tian who was wearing "strange costumes", especially the seven colorful birds on Wu Tian's body, as if they were complaining about something.

Most of the natives wore only animal skin skirts, their dark faces were angry, the weapons in their hands were waving around, and the oily black upper body muscles were constantly shaking, as if they were "answer quickly or I will beat you".

However, Wu Tian couldn't understand what they were saying at all, these natives in the forest were isolated from the world, and even the language was different from the outside world. If the Indians under the Kailin Tower are indigenous, then the group of people in front of them can only be regarded as primitive people.

But Wu Tian doesn't have to understand.

He pointed to the one of the natives who was harassed by the birds, pointed to the orange-yellow beads hanging from the man's neck, and then to himself, and made a circle around his neck with his hand, imitating the shape of the man who tied the dragon balls with straw ropes.

He pointed to the man's Dragon Ball and pointed to himself.

Well, so ...... It doesn't matter if you don't understand the language.

Wu Tian's meaning is obvious, and even the natives on the opposite side can easily understand: he wants to rob us of things!

This is the biggest provocation and contempt for the natives who take their lives to rob the beasts and beasts in the big forest, and the things of their tribe are theirs, do you want to rob them?

Wu Tian shook his head slightly, and the seven colorful birds on his body also covered their little heads with their wings, as if they couldn't bear to look at it anymore.

"Woo-la-woo!!"

The swarthy natives roared angrily, roared, but ...... And where did the guy who was going to rob them go?

Bang -

A thumping sound rang out.

If there is someone who has a particularly keen sense of hearing, as sharp as a Namek...... You can tell that it wasn't just a hit.

Hearing penetrates deep into this sound and can be heard gradually...... Bang bang

The black native wearing the dragon ball straw rope necklace had a hideous face, grabbed a thick wooden stick and smashed it into Wu Tian's head. Wu Tian looked at him lightly and raised a finger-

"Duh", there was only a slight sound, and the thick wooden stick landed on Wu Tian's fingers, as if it was carefully placed on it, and it could not be moved in the slightest.

The seven colorful birds on Wu Tian's body ran to the wooden stick blocked by Wu Tian's fingers, and pecked back and forth with their chirps...... He even flapped his wings at the distorted faces of the natives, as if he was giggling and showing off his might.

And at this moment, behind the aboriginal wielding the stick, there was a sound of "bang bang bang" like raindrops falling to the ground...... It was the sound of other natives being knocked into the air and finally falling to the ground.

Wu Tian, who was holding the wooden stick in front of him, his face was so purple that he couldn't let the wooden stick move at all, and he turned his head in a daze, only to find that none of his companions around him were gone. He looked behind him and realized ...... It turned out that they had been sent far away, lying on the ground and wailing.

Some simply fell to the tent position and collapsed the tent.

So he turned his head stupidly and looked at Wu Tian under his stick. The little birds on the wooden stick jumped on Wu Tian's body like a queue and stood up again.

Wu Tian flicked the finger of the wooden stick like a phantom!

"Bang!" the stick turned back and slammed its head into the native's face, and the nosebleed flew out at once, as if the native's own nose had been struck hard with the stick.

The native staggered backwards and saw Wu Tian look at Wu Tian like a ghost.

Wu Tian walked towards him, and the native's legs trembled.

A hand reached out to him, and the native threw the stick on the ground in fright, closing his eyes.

The next moment, he felt that someone had strangled his neck, and the necklace made of straw rope had been broken. He opened his eyes in a daze, and the man had re-entered the deep forest with his bird, and in the blink of an eye, he had disappeared.

"Woo-la-woo-la......" The native fell to his knees, prostrate like a god, and did not dare to get up for a long time.

――――

Holding the last Dragon Ball in his hand, even if he was in the state of mind of Wutian III, he couldn't help but stir.

Dragon Ball!

Make a wish to the dragon!

The turning point of a lifetime is at this moment, how to get rid of the limitations of this ordinary qualification body, how to have the capital that is at least not to be slaughtered like an ant in the turbulent era in the future, it all depends on whether his whimsical wish can be realized!

"Twitter......" The seven colorful birds on Wu Tian's body seemed to feel the rare excitement of their master, but they all flew beside Wu Tian and followed him, and they also flew around happily, as if they wanted to celebrate with Wu Tian.

"Haha-"

Wu Tian smiled happily, he stepped on his feet, "Bang!", his whole person bounced into the sky, and the seven colorful birds behind him chased after him.

Wu Tian carried the burden of storing six dragon balls, grabbed the last three planets in his hand, and used the air dance technique to compete with seven birds in the air.

It's been nearly sixty years, and I've finally collected seven dragon balls, and I'm finally about to make a wish.

Glancing towards the forest, Wu Tian stopped his body and suspended in mid-air, took three deep breaths, and the agitated mood in his heart gradually subsided, and he returned to the unfazed martial arts master.

Choosing a suitable location, Wu Tian flew down from the sky.

Seven colorful birds followed him, chirping along the way.

"Dah. ”

Wu Tian stepped on the ground, directly untied the burden on his body, shook the coarse cloth on his hand, "Knock knock knock", and suddenly six yellow, orange and orange dragon balls rolled down to the dirt floor.

Airplanes~

Airplanes~

The six dragon balls gathered on the ground reflected each other, emitting an uncertain yellow light.

Wu Tian looked at the three planets that shimmered with the same light in his hand, and casually threw it down, "Gollum", and the last dragon ball finally rolled to his six companions.

Seven little birds stood on Wu Tian's body and looked at it curiously.

"Come out, Shenlong!"

Bang!

Click!

The world's skies are suddenly dark!

A golden bolt of lightning rises from the ground in a large primeval forest in the south of the earth!

This golden lightning is like the first light between heaven and earth, the first light of freedom, it is so dazzling, so majestic and holy, it seems to gather all the hopes, all dreams, all beliefs on the earth, rushing to the dark sky!