Montaigne had left the hillside where the eyeball monster was without looking back.

Before leaving, Montaigne did not forget to take away the corpses of those powerful divine birds and spirit beasts.

It's also a waste to throw these things around, so it's better to make fertilizer for the elixirs.

Beneath the mountain is a large plain.

It seems that each type of fairy has its own division of power, and Montaigne flew thousands of miles without encountering any danger.

In the process, he roughly sorted out what he had gained in the dungeon.

He couldn't help but be overjoyed by the results.

Not only are there all kinds of powerful magic weapons, but there are also several decent sets of armor.

As for those decaying pills, he didn't feel pity.

"Is the dungeon a supply depot? ......

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