Prehistoric: The beginning of the game mixed with the Xiantian Lingbao chat group

Chapter 237 Just after recovery, we must make a big plan

The spirit falls into the chaotic void, that is, there is death but no life!

Of course, it doesn't matter if Feng Ming is already a saint-level superpower.

But he is just a human being, he is a melon.

"Why is this kid so good at seeking death? He dares to enter this kind of void."

Although he was complaining, the senior fraudster still captured Feng Ming's spirit very responsibly.

"Fortunately, my strength has improved a lot now."

"If this were the case before, I would never be able to bring his spirit back."

Feng Ming's spirit flew away in seventy-four directions in the void at this moment.

If his control was weaker, then Feng Ming would be gone.

Senior Paper laughed and said, "The reason why these voids appear is because of you."

"So, after all, this is still your fault." He he

Chaos Clock was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Pure paper, you have changed, and now you can actually attack others."

Paper just shook his head and smiled without saying a word.

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"Little friend Fengming, how do you feel now?"

Feng Ming was stunned for a long time and said: "I feel like someone is fighting in my brain and trying to split it open."

"I feel as if my throat has been filled with breath soil, which is endless. I can't even swallow the spirit energy."

"I feel like my immortal body is sore and weak!"

"Seniors, am I poisoned?"

"No, I really want to sleep..."

The figure transformed from the Chaos Bell came up and gave him a light slap on the back of the head, and then said: "Poisoned... Your soul is almost split, so that the spirit's control over the body has also gone wrong."

"Okay, don't make a fuss. Let's talk about it. Why did you suddenly become distracted?"

Feng Ming smiled awkwardly and said, "There's no reason, I just suddenly had some good ideas."

"Of course, this idea was given to me by you, Senior First Emperor. It is probably to use the method of space and cooperate with the mysterious spirit to form a field, and within this field, even ordinary mortals can use some simple props to

, can transmit sound directly through the air.”

After hearing Feng Ming's words, Chaos Clock said with disgust: "Let mortals transmit sounds through the air? What's the point of this."

"Boy Fengming, I haven't seen you for a few days, but you have become bored."

At this time, Senior Paper also said: "Little friend, now that you know that he is Chaos Clock, you still call him Senior First Emperor?"

Feng Ming smiled awkwardly.

Paper-senpai knows the story about scammer-senpai.

He asked tentatively: "How about calling me Senior Zhonghuang?"

"No, I still like Senior Shihuang, the original emperor of heaven and earth, how domineering he is!"

"Okay, for the sake of helping me recover this time, I will help you realize that boring thing you just said."

Feng Ming's face suddenly became serious, and he said solemnly: "Two seniors, this is not a boring matter!"

"You think, what if the field I just mentioned is huge enough?"

"For example, the entire prehistoric era is included in this field!"

I have to say that when Feng Ming said these words, he was really carried away!

He is obviously only in the realm of immortals, but he actually wants to plot the entire prehistoric world.

Chaos Clock shook his hand and said with a smile: "So what, letting mortals talk to mortals is still rubbish and meaningless."

The Chaos Bell has always been with top beings like Dijun Taiyi, and he himself is also the supreme level among treasures, so he has a very high vision, and he doesn't pay attention to mortal matters at all.

However, when Senior Paper heard these words, he suddenly thought of something.

He frowned and fell into deep thought.

At first, he didn't pay attention to what Feng Ming said.

After all, little friend Feng Ming is a talented knife player, and he often has some special ideas, some of which are not so reliable.

Just like now, what he wants to achieve is communication between mortals.

In today's prehistoric world, mortals, or those low-level beings who do not have much powerful magic power, are not so conspicuous.

Reality is a very cruel thing.

Maybe this is unfair to those creatures, but it is the fact.

However, Zhi Zhang suddenly thought of something: Feng Ming had always been based on ordinary creatures in the wild.

Although he has begun to emphasize to Feng Ming that he is no longer an ordinary creature in the prehistoric times, he has become different from everyone after becoming the administrator of the chat group.

However, this is the fact.

Little friend Fengming, never forget your original intention.

And it is precisely because of this original intention that little friend Fengming has obtained heavenly and humane merits many times.

"My little friend, your idea really amazes me. It's very good. This idea may be very promising."

Senior Paper's eyes shone brightly, and he seemed to be a shrewd businessman who had discovered a major business opportunity.

How could he miss such an opportunity?

"Little friend, if your idea can be realized, then you will be respected by all the creatures in the world!"

"And being respected by all living beings in the ancient world means that you can gain the recognition of all living beings in the ancient world. Then you are a transcendent being in your own right!"

Awesome, really awesome.

Your little friend, if I hadn’t seen you get the inspiration accidentally with my own eyes, I would even think that it was the result of your long-term plan to stay away from me. Your ambition is not small.

Chaos Clock looked at Zhi Shen and Feng Ming, and said calmly: "I feel that my wisdom has not recovered yet. You two guys are playing riddles in front of me, which I can't understand at all."

The paper smiled and said: "However, it is really not easy to realize this thing. Now, little friend Fengming, you only have a preliminary idea. It is still too difficult to actually achieve it."

Feng Ming nodded, expressing some regret.

Many wild and wild ideas are indeed difficult to realize.

"However, this matter can be written into the plan, and then we will go to the next destination."

Feng Ming knew that what Senior Paper was talking about was the Pure Yang Treasure House.

He had heard about this Chunyang Treasure House not long after he came into contact with Senior Chaos Clock. Of course, he had never dared to think about it before, feeling that a treasure house of this level had nothing to do with him.

But now he actually wants to go.

"Two seniors, if I become the owner of Chunyang Treasure House, should I change my name?"

For example, Emperor Chunyang, Feng Ming!

Well, this is very excellent.

"But before that, there's one thing we can't forget!"

Grandmaster’s opportunity!

(End of chapter)