"Drive!" An Zimo slapped the ass of the wind shelter beast with his hand, but the wind shelter beast did not move, still clubbing in place, Mu Yun and the three of them also slapped their feet, and those wind shelter beasts also ignored it.

"It seems that these beasts are trained," An Zimo began, "and when a stranger rides them, they will not do anything. ”

"What then?" Zhan Qing looked back at the exit of the Temple of the Dead worriedly, "Those guys will be back in a while, and we won't be able to leave!" ”

"Don't worry!" An Zimo flipped his wrist, and there was an extra silver spike more than a foot long in his palm, and then he saw that his palm was suddenly covered with rich red spiritual power, and the spiritual power instantly penetrated the silver thorn, and the silver thorn suddenly turned into floating in mid-air, turning into four, "Sit down!" An Zimo reminded, and then with a wave of his right arm, four silver thorns stabbed the sheltered beast that the four people were riding at the same time, "Huh! The four wind-sheltering beasts let out a roar at the same time, and then spread their thick limbs and ran towards the depths of the Great Gobi.

"Who?!" Suddenly, two or three patrol martial saints ran out of the temple, each of them holding a huge scythe in their hands, and they rushed towards this side with shouts.

"An Zimo, quickly drive away the other wind shelter beasts!" Mu Yun suddenly reminded, "Otherwise, sooner or later they will catch up!" ”

An Zimo nodded, then threw the silver thorn in his hand outward, and quickly recited the spell in his mouth, a black light flashed, and the silver thorn suddenly turned into hundreds, and stabbed it fiercely at the buttocks of those shelter beasts, "Whoa!" A roar of pain echoed throughout the Gobi Desert, and the sheltered beasts were frightened and fled in all directions.

"Come back!" A few Martial Saints behind him roared angrily at the Wind Shelter Beasts while running quickly, and in a panic, they didn't even catch a Wind Shelter Beast, "Hurry up and release the signal!" Let the people at the gate catch those four purgatory spies! One of the seemingly leading Martial Saints suddenly yelled at his subordinates.

"Woooo On the other side of the Great Gobi, among the thousands of kilometers of rolling steep mountains, the only exit leading to the city of the underworld in the Great Gobi, on the tall city wall, the guards standing saw these three signals and immediately blew the huge horn placed on the head of the city.

"Toot!!" The long and loud sound of the horn shook the boundless Gobi Desert, "Boom! The huge gate of the city, which was about ten feet high, slowly opened outward, "Purr! "A large group of men and horses galloped out of the city, each riding a mighty shelterer.

"Everybody's on orders!" The leader began to give orders, "Divide the troops into three directions, search all the places where there is a water source, and make sure to catch the four purgatory spies!" ”

"Yes!" The crowd echoed in unison.

"An Zimo, where are we going now?" Mu Yun rode on the back of the Wind Shelter Beast, turned to An Zimo and asked, "Are you familiar with the terrain here?!" ”

"I've never been to the underworld," An Zimo replied calmly, "but I just figured it out on my own based on the records in the book." ”

"Isn't it!" Mu Yun was shocked with a pair of big eyes that stared like copper bells, "Then if you run in the wrong direction, then aren't we going farther and farther?" ”

"Anyway, we have to find a place with a water source first," An Zimo replied, "In the air of the Great Gobi, there is no water element, and after a long time, we will dry up and die." ”

"Isn't that even water magic unavailable?" Mu Yun asked.

"That's right!" An Zimo raised his eyes and glanced ahead, and then pointed to a small forest in the distance in front of him, "We are lucky, there is a water source there." ”