Bug Master In Doomsday

Wang Mang held the blowing quiver flat in front of his mouth, took a deep breath, and blew hard against the quiver. The non-toxic dark arrow flew out of the quiver in an instant.

It hits a sturdy tree dozens of meters away with a silent speed,

The short, dark, dark arrow was so fast that it could not catch any flight path in the eyes of the three of them. In the blink of an eye, it penetrated the stout tree like a stone pillar.

Only one hole with light and the thickness of the chopsticks is left,

After that dark arrow penetrated the big tree, but didn’t know where it disappeared.

Wang Mang couldn't help but nodded as he watched the shocking blow. He finally understood that the power of the blow arrow was not in the dark arrow it fired.

The key lies in the red and ink blowing quiver, not to mention the silent and strange ability that this blowing quiver gives the dark arrow.

The black substance covers the arrow clusters of the dark arrow in the tube, which enhances the damage of the dark arrow itself when it is non-toxic, and enhances the effect of the arrow’s venom when it is poisoned.

Sure enough, this red ink blowing arrow and other ranks are seventh-rank spiritual weapons, which definitely has its special features.

After understanding, Wang Mang stopped worrying, turned around and smiled and said to Liu Ying and Wang Hu:

"Xiaoying, Ahu, who of you needs this red ink blowing arrow? You have also seen that this weapon is still very powerful, and the main advantage is the silent attack."

Liu Ying looked at the red ink blowing arrow in Wang Mang's hand, and then thought for a while and said: "My husband, I don't care, I still like to use my red scale bow. I'm not used to this blowing arrow."

Wang Mang nodded when he heard the words, and felt that, Xiaoying’s long-range attack ability is definitely the strongest among the three. In other words, the main long-range force in the three-person team is Liu Ying.

After thinking about the shortcomings of the three of them, Wang Mang said:

"Ahu, this blow arrow is for you. Your long-range attack is really your big shortcoming. Whether it is a poison type ability or even a fighting ability, you are not weak, but this long-range attack ability is nothing. No, I will give you this blow arrow."

Wang Hu scratched his head, listened to Wang Mang's words, and thought about it, and said, "Brother Mang, you have no long-range attack ability. You gave me this blow arrow. What do you do?"

Wang Mang handed the red ink blowing arrow to Wang Hu, smiled and replied: "I have three black insects, it is my long-range ability,"

As a living Tier 3 monster, his own Black Three Insects, with its super flying speed and attack speed, is there any short-range and long-range distinction?

Moreover, the five eggs produced by the black three insects last week are about to hatch. By then, my strength will be improved in stages.

Wang Hu lowered his head and thought for a while, nodded solemnly, took the red ink blow arrow of the seventh-order spiritual tool with both hands, and looked at the red and black shiny appearance of the blow quiver, Wang Hu was very happy.

Brother Mang was right. His long-range attack ability was too lacking. The last time he dealt with the Black Duck King, he couldn't kill because he didn't have the long-range attack ability.

When Wang Mang watched Wang Hu smiling and playing with the blowing arrow, he suddenly thought of something. The ring flashed, and a small satchel appeared instantly.

Wang Mang carried the strap of his shoulder bag and unzipped the zipper. There were 40 dark arrows shining with blue and poisonous light in orderly arrangement, which looked rather cold.

"Ahu, these hidden arrows are for you too," Wang Mang closed the zipper and threw his satchel to Wang Hu.

Wang Hu took the bag and looked at the quiver in his hand. He couldn't help but grinned. He smiled stupidly. He also had a spiritual weapon.