In the devouring space, Wang Teng waved his hand, and the same objects suddenly appeared in front of him, floating quietly.
His eyes first fell on a pile of... teeth...!
These fangs vary in size, some are as long as an adult arm, while others are only as long as a dagger.
And the width is different.
But there is one only thing in common, that is, it is sharp enough!
Wang Teng didn't observe it carefully before, but he communicated with him.
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