Chapter 408

Name:Pokemon To The Top Author:邙月
The God of fire moth flew away. After circling around the people, it flew straight to the red maple tree.

Everyone looked at each other and followed up one after another. At this time, no one is a fool.

After so many things, even the trial competition was put aside just to gain something?

Once again, they came to the red maple tree. Silently, they didn't find the figure of the God of fire moth, while the 16 Super Wild elves ran back to the tree and lay down to rest.

George saw this and didn't waste time. He took fat Keding and lucky egg and began to treat the injured elves.

On Lian Wu's side, it turned out that xiziyi was responsible for post-war treatment. A nanny Mambo was sent out and used it to cure fluctuations. The effect was no worse than that of lucky egg.

"Ah, look!"

Suddenly, Liangzi exclaimed, and the people followed the prestige. They saw that the nine elves injured under the red maple tree were faintly emitting light red.

That is more than ten seconds, the light dispersed, and all the nine elves stood up in high spirits, as if they were not the ones who had just experienced the battle.

George looked at the elves under the red maple in shock, because he had just felt a very familiar but slightly different energy.

The power of Chang pan? Isn't this the power of changpan forest?

"Yin Yin ~"

The appearance time of the God of fire moth is very clever every time. George can only suppress his curiosity and look at the God of fire moth.

Then, under the confused eyes of the people, the God of fire moth threw down a lot of things as if it were Heaven and women scattered flowers.

A breeze blew, and the things dropped by the God of fire moth accurately fell in front of everyone and were subconsciously held in their hands.

"Energy crystallization!"

Liangzi's exclamation just came into everyone's ears, followed by all kinds of exclamation and inhalation of others.

"Hey, brother George, what is this?"

"The sharp claw, carried by the elves, is easier to hit the opponent's key points when attacking, which is very suitable for you," said George, wondering how different Vulcan moths see their respective characteristics.

Mo Yan looked at the iron gray copper pot in his hand and looked strange. So far, he has collected ancient stone statues, ancient bracelets and ancient crowns.

In addition, today's ancient pot, oh, I don't know. I thought he was the most ancient object collector.

Liangzi can get energy crystallization when he loses the game. Mark also gets a very rare prop, and he.

A pot?

"What is this?" George and Mark came over and asked curiously.

"Ancient pot, ghost knows what to use" silent words make complaints about "how about you?"

"A branch, a branch of red maple leaf" George's tone was mixed with great joy, and the branch in his hand seemed to silent and mark

Is it a branch?

"You should have seen the red light on those elves just now. I felt that it was very similar to my changpan power."

"True or false?"

"I was wondering too, but after I got this branch, I was sure that this power has the same root and origin as the power of changpan," George said, pondering for a while and then continued.

"I was thinking that the power of changpan is called the power of changpan, perhaps only because it was discovered and inherited in changpan forest, but its essence is a power of the forest.

In my opinion, this red maple must also have this power, and this branch is sealed with a strong changpan... The power of the forest. "

After listening to George, Mo Yan was even more envious. Looking at the ancient pot that had no special in his hand, Mo Yan suddenly wanted to throw it away.

But after seeing the Vulcan moth still flying in the air, he gave up the idea.

Naturally, the excited people began to explore the harvest of others. Even Wu and they came together. Everyone was peaceful and happy.

Then, Mo Yan found that the worst thing in everyone's hands was a cherished elf prop, such as Mark's sharp claw.

"This is your ancient pot. You can change a lot of money by going to wavelet town to find Mr. burchia." Feng Lu also saw the reward in silent's hand and said bluntly.

"Change money? How much can I change? " Silent hesitated for a moment and continued to ask with the idea of making the best use of everything.

"I don't know, but the burchia family has been collecting ancient objects, such as ancient pots, ancient crowns and ancient stone statues. The more complete they are, the more money they can exchange," said the flower house.

"If your pot is true, you should start with a million elf coins. Mr. burgoa and I are friends. If you want to go, I can introduce you." xiziyi also came over and said to silent.

"OK, I'll find you after the trial?" Silent nodded. He was a little unwilling. All he got was an ancient object that could pay back the money.

Silent speech always has a feeling, as if something has been guiding him to collect these special ancient objects.

If bourgeoisia really spent so much effort to collect these things all the time, does the other party know the real function of these things?

Silent words kept an eye and secretly decided to go to the last place in the United area, wavelet town.

Regardless of the value, everyone got the reward that was destined for them. After the fire god moth finally chirped, it flew onto the red maple tree and didn't show up.

The sixteen powerful wild elves also left, and they didn't live in the cave.

"Roar!"

The tundra bear came running with the sneezing bear, who was sleeping, obviously to ask Marceau for the agreed five portions of honey milk.

"Brother George!" Mark hugged George's thigh and cried, with a runny nose and tears.

"I don't have it, but there's a silent saneido," said George with a smile, and I'm sincere on my face.

"Ha?" Mark turned his head and looked at sanedo, who had not degenerated back.

"Brother Bear..."

"Roar!"

"OK, OK, I'll go right away." mark was frightened, and then looked at silent with hesitation.

"There's nothing I can do about it, you know," murmur pretended to be helpless.

"Don't do this to me, boss!"

Finally, saneido couldn't see it anymore. It seemed that it had changed its character after evolution and was not so keen on honey milk. He waved and threw five bottles to mark.

"Roar!"

The next second, the tundra bear snatched the honey milk with lightning speed, and then ran back without looking back.

You know, in front of saneido, the tundra bear is also very flustered.