Wang Wang Wang.

The ghost flying dog struck again. 780

Then, under the attack of the world-annihilating explosion, it turned into fly ash.

But they never tire of it, even if they die again and again, they never give up the attack.

Su Bai knew that if he didn't kill the Desert Undertaker, even if he fought until next year, there would still be a new ghost flying dog.

"Desert Death God should have more than these desert mourners. I wonder if there will be new diamond-level beasts."

During the battle, Su Bai was also constantly thinking.

No way, the desert death **** gave him too much pressure, and he had to make the most adequate preparations.

Otherwise, it's really for nothing.

Woohoo.

At the sound of the horn, the Sand tribe's army completely collapsed.

When the free beastmaster saw the situation, he ran faster than anyone else.

They used to be fishing in troubled waters, but now the Sand tribe army that attracted the main force of the Desert Legion has been blown up, so why are they still staying here?

Anyway, I also got a lot of blood of the desert **** of death. Whether it is sold to the Federation or the Thirty-Six Nations Alliance, it can be sold for a good price.

Enough for the rest of their lives to have food and clothing.

Su Bai saw that the people below were almost running out of the afterimage, and followed.

There was no way, the desert army was divided into countless small teams to chase down the sand army, and he could only follow.

The desert legion chases the sand army, and Su Bai chases the desert legion.

On this vast sea of ​​sand, life is passing fast. .

Chapter 318 Tomb of the Nether King

Originally, Su Bai thought that he would spend the next time on the journey of chasing down the desert army.

Unexpectedly, just two days later, an unexpected person appeared.

In fact, it is not unexpected.

Because among the people Su Bai knew, when it came to elusiveness, no one could compare to her.

Yu Bingtong.

"Yo, Su Bai, long time no see."

Hearing this voice, Su Bai put down the barbecue in his hand and sighed, "Eldest sister, what are your orders?"

"Also, it hasn't been a week since we last met."

Yu Bingtong covered his mouth and chuckled, sat next to the bonfire, and said casually, "Really, that's what I remembered."

"I found a good place, interested."

Hearing this, Su Bai was excited.

Every time Yu Bingtong appears, he has a clear goal, and the benefits are huge.

Thinking of this, Su Bai threw away the barbecue and said sternly, "Where are you going?"

Yu Bingtong stretched out his hand and set it on fire, and said casually, "The Tomb of the Nether King."

"…"

This answer definitely exceeded Su Bai's expectations.

"Isn't the whereabouts of that place still unknown?" Su Bai wondered, "Where did you calculate it from?"

Yu Bingtong laughed and said, "I didn't expect you to have research on prophecy, let's learn from it another day."

Su Bai shook his head, "I guess, just say it casually."

Yu Bingtong didn't sell any more and explained, "We bought some blood from the desert **** of death before, I tasted a little bit, and then dreamed about the location of the tomb of the Nether King."

In just a few short sentences, Su Bai broke into a cold sweat.

My dear, you are really not afraid of death.

The blood of the desert **** of death dares to drink.

Anyway, whatever Su Bai has seen, whether it is the Federation or the Sand Race Beastmaster, as long as they are contaminated with that thing, they will all become part of the Desert Legion.

But considering Yu Bingtong's ability, it shouldn't be a big problem.

After all, there is prophecy. If her life is in danger, she will definitely not try it rashly.

Besides, what did she say, she dreamed of it.

Although it is outrageous, considering that the other party is Yu Bingtong.

Su Bai felt that it might have been a dream.

"What, the Nether King gave you a dream...?"

Hearing Su Bai's ridicule, Yu Bingtong nodded seriously, "Yes, I saw the Nether King in my dream."

"Okay, when will we set off?" Su Bai didn't hesitate, "By the way, where is the tomb."

"The southernmost country of the Sand Clan, the Kingdom of Queenborough."

Su Bai recalled for a moment, and asked inexplicably, "Death in the desert is in the far north, and the tomb of the Nether King is in the far south. It's unreasonable."

"Ferocious beasts like it were born in the tomb of the Nether King, shouldn't they sleep there?"

Yu Bingtong smiled and said, "It's like this normally, but the **** of death in the desert is different, so you can treat it as a special case."

Su Bai stopped asking, and shrugged indifferently.

He just asked casually.

"Speaking of which, it would be too dangerous for the two of us to go to the tomb of the Nether King."

Su Bai's expression was a little solemn.

That is the place where the beast of the desert death **** was born. If there is no danger, a three-year-old child would not believe it.