Global Fantasy: Only I Can Hang Up!

Moreover, the situation of the world in this big garden is not understood at all, no matter how strong the strength is, this is the case.

Those with strong power can use means to offset these negative situations, but those with average power won't work, and they will directly become the nourishment for the flowers and plants of this world.

So there was no other way. The other ethnic groups who came here also left one by one, otherwise they wouldn't know when they were extinct.

And this spirit flower clan would not have such a situation, on the contrary, they are still living very well, and their strength is improving fast.

So after they moved from the small world to this Intermediate World 10, no one stopped them. After all, it is not a good place. It is also a good thing to have someone there. Whoever regains this spirit flower clan in the future can be regarded as his own territory, and can let the spirit flower clan. Worship!

Suddenly, the words stopped abruptly, and there were no words.

In an inn above a big tree, the monster with a long hairy nose that speaks is about the size of the human race, but the tail and nose can be seen to be a strong anteater.

"If you want to keep listening! Give me a reward, I will definitely not appetite for you."

Speaking, sitting on his own table, lazily looking at the many ten thousand monks who listened to stories.

And a man with a bull nose and bull head not far away was listening to these things while drinking tea.

This minotaur-like guy, Chen Xuanfeng, came to this world day and night, just to step on it in advance to prevent being ambushed.

Fortunately, Chen Xuanfeng found out the situation of the tomb, and did not encounter the powerful aura of that day. Naturally, he felt a little happy.

If you really accidentally pass by your neighborhood, that's also a good thing, to prove that this period of time is over, and you can use the clone tactics to earn treasures.

In the past few days, he was in this inn waiting for the tomb to open.

It turns out that the negative state is eliminated only in the inn specially built by the Linghua tribe, but it is also a symptom and not the root cause. At most, staying in this world for half a year will be useless even if you live in this inn after half a year. .

Chen Xuanfeng ate a grain of peanuts and flew out some spiritual light directly from his hands, turning them into dozens of spiritual stones, directly falling on the white velvet tabletop.

"I want to listen."

Seeing dozens of middle-grade spirit stones, the white velvet eyebrows opened and smiled, and he took it in his arms and nodded to Chen Xuanfeng.

"Brother Niu is outrageous, he is a happy man, I don't mind giving less, less is love, but storytelling can't generate power for love."

Seeing Chen Xuanfeng's start, the other ten thousand races were naturally unhappy, but the ones who wanted to hear were still given to Lingshi.

As for the guys who look like iron cock, they stand farther away on purpose, but their ears are wide, for fear of missing any news.

Looking at the 070-like spirit stones piled up in front of him, Bai Rongrong was so happy that he took it away with a smile on his face.

"You are objective, and listen to me carefully. This is the only thing worthy of our attention in this big garden."

I also sold a special pass and hesitated for a while. Seeing that everyone was impatient, he smiled and prepared to speak.

Suddenly a muffled noise came from the door of the inn, and a figure was thrown directly into the hall from the door.

Suddenly it caused some commotion. A man who looked covered with scars appeared, and it was Xiao Er at the door who was thrown in.

Has been screaming and convulsing lying on the ground. .

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