"Boom!" The crowd came with a huge thing in a straight line, from the stone wall to the ground, and the target was the direction in which he stood.

He saw several black dots rolling down from the stone wall, just because there was no straight road up and down the wall, everyone was forced to step down, some people fell down without strength on their feet, fortunately, with the physique of primitive people, it should not be a big problem!

"Sun King!" The uniform roar shook his ears even from a distance.

Approaching, the crowd stepped into the land, as he guessed, directly on the sweet potato vine, this should not have been discovered but appeared in front of him, primitive people have a fanatical will to care for food, he has never seen in Taihao Even if a primitive person dares to step on the sweet potato field, he is careful to spare it from the gap and the ridge.

didn't have time for him to think about it, because at this time, he had clearly seen what everyone was carrying, this was actually a tree trunk that was too big to speak, at least ten meters high, and more than five meters in diameter, the size was already as big as the nest hall of the wood tribe, and this huge trunk seemed to have been carved, with countless lines on it, closer, Zhang Heng's eyes suddenly widened, these lines were actually dragon patterns, very similar to the lines on his wooden staff, the same look seems to be natural, this, how is this possible?

"King, dragon!" Yan Gao rushed up with a wooden staff, he led the men of the Kui tribe to sweep all the nearby mountains and forests, and finally found this giant tree, killed countless large birds and birds living on the tree, blood spilled, stained the trunk blood-colored, and then it took a spring, summer, autumn and winter, to polish it according to the pattern of the wooden staff in his memory, smoothed out all the sharp stones in the tribe, and finally made him create something satisfactory, this is a gift for the king, make the king happy, so that the king can sit comfortably on it and return to the sun......" Was this for me? Zhang Heng asked the witch next to him uncertainly.

"To the king!" Wu responded.

Although the huge tree trunk is shocked, and the dragon mosquitoes on it are rare, but what does he want such a thing for? Just confused, I finally saw a little clue, this giant wood constructs the shape of a seat, could it be that this is used to sit, but this seat is six of his height, and the width can also lie down for three of him, is this a seat or a bed or a house directly?

"Boom!" The vine leaves flew, and the huge seat was too heavy, and dozens of strong primitive men were very difficult to carry together, and the soles of their feet sank deep into the ground, leaving potholes with every step, and some sweet potatoes were stepped on...... There are more people behind, old and young, and they don't know how many people there are.

Finally arrived, Zhang Heng was stunned and looked at this giant seat, which was even bigger than the visual one, it could be called the magic of nature, not to mention that this giant tree was not to mention in reality, even in the original space, it was the first time to see it, the black material, emitting a metallic luster, like an iron tree making a bow, stained with blood on it, sprinkled on the dragon pattern, as if the scale armor was smeared with a war overture, the dragon body spiraled up, and the huge dragon head penetrated out of the giant tree, standing in the center of the seat, giving people unparalleled power, as if this dragon had life.

"Kneel!" Flame confides syllables!

"Knock knock!" The throne was placed on the ground, and everyone knelt down and let out an earth-shattering roar, as if to welcome the return of their king.

But Zhang Heng had a feeling of insignificance at this time, the giant seat blocked the sun's rays, he was in the shadows, looking directly at the head of the millstone, feeling that his soul was about to be turned upside down, this is an indescribable spiritual feeling!

"Sit down, king!" The witch next to him shouted excitedly.

It wasn't until he was dragged and sat down that Zhang Heng came back to his senses, felt that this was inappropriate and was about to get up and get down, but immediately Yan yelled: "Get up, Sun King!" ”

"Roar, Sun King!" Hundreds of strong men roared together, and there were more old and young guards on the periphery, and the roar shook the clouds in the sky and dispersed, so startled that the birds did not dare to hover in the sky.

Roars, water, rumbling and collapsing...... In this atmosphere, the giant seat was lifted up again, Zhang Heng had to continue to sit still, a sense of pride was born out of thin air, with the blessing of the power of the giant seat itself, and the convergence of the will of the primitive people, he really felt that he was a "king", and he was sitting on his own throne to inspect the territory, holding this piece of the world. Cowardly, cowardly...... These emotions will not appear from now on, just choose him to think, and the will of everyone will not allow it!

The throne turned around, facing the sun in the east, the sun sprinkled, dispelling the shadows, bathing in the body, also bathing in the throne, the smell of blood seemed to be evaporated, inhaled into his nose, making him burn out of the battle**, there was an illusion of wanting to fight everywhere and lay down a vast territory, at this moment his mind was too shocked, making him feel as if he was in a dream.

The more you lean into the stone wall, the stronger this vibration, this cliff can no longer be called a hole, but should be called a cave, there is an illusion of facing a religious holy place, in front of it is a rushing river, there are dozens of zhang wide, it can also be called "river water"!

"Kill the tiger and dedicate it to the king!" Yan roared excitedly, compared to Spring Witch, Yan's momentum was more sufficient, more like the leader of a tribe.

When Zhang Heng heard the word tiger, he was stunned, how could there be a tiger, could it be that the Kui tribe is a professional tiger hunter, and he had already hunted one for him last time, how could he still have it now.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but get up from the throne, this seat was extremely wide and long, and he could put a horse on it, and it would take him several steps to run from left to right, and he didn't have to worry about falling down when he stood up!

"Roar!" The roar of the tiger came immediately, and it was in the corner in front of him that he couldn't see the place.

"It's a cage!" Zhang Heng ran to the edge of the throne in surprise, holding the dragon claw with one hand and looking around, how could the Kui tribe also have a beast cage, and it was suddenly realized that it should be learned by Taihao before Yan.

"Kill, kill, kill!" Dozens of men appeared, and if they hadn't been waiting around the corner for a long time, then maybe there was another world around the corner.

The men used a giant tree to carry out through the beast cage, and there was a trembling tiger locked inside, the majestic tiger body was nearly four meters long, even more majestic and huge than the last time he stabbed it to death, and this tiger beast surname was more sufficient, and it also seemed calmer, except for a roar just now, it was very peaceful until now, but a pair of tiger eyes looked at him through the beast pen, this kind of look was definitely not docile, but wanted to swallow him in one bite!

"King, kill!" Wu shouted excitedly, holding up the stone slab and kept spitting out syllables, as if he was telling something.

Zhang Heng wiped his forehead, if he met this tiger in the wild, the only thing he could do was to run away quickly, and now he actually had a second chance to assassinate, he was still not worthy of his name!

"Don't kill, raise it!" Zhang Heng shouted, on the way, he really wondered how to observe the tiger's surname Xi, he didn't want to send him one now, there was still a lot of tiger meat left before, and there was no need to kill this tiger now, he wanted to raise it like a blood wolf king, until he was strong enough to enter the cage and fight with the tiger, and only if he could really kill the tiger alone, maybe he would be worthy of the title of king.

(To be continued)