"Roar——"
Even without cultivation, the Mountain King is still the Mountain King. As he walked, he stirred up gusts of sinister wind, and his spiritual wisdom remained intact as he spoke, "Boy, take us to get the items, or else we'll first remove one of your arms for fun! Hmm? What are you doing?!"
Chen Sansi was seen fifty steps away, slowly taking out a bow and arrow that looked like deer antlers.
Even though the Hundred Deer Chasing Moon Bow had lost its spirituality, it was still a bow capable of nearly a hundred stones of power, with extraordinary destructiveness.
He drew out a Flowing Light Arrow, placed it on the bowstring, and shot it toward the Big Worm.
Without mana and with a massive body, Geng Canmao couldn't dodge the arrow, and it hit him square in the chest. Dark red blood flowed from beneath his fur, but fortunately, his bones clamped tightly around the arrowhead, sparing his heart from injury.
