Shen Tu died, the luck in the dark came, and through the conscription order of the heart, Bai Yang learned that killing Shen Tu had obtained a full 23 million military merits!

What is the concept of 23 million military merits, which is equivalent to Shen Tu alone, it is comparable to 23 million individual king realm monks!

Poplar's heart shook, Shen Tu must be a high-profile existence in his own race, and he was expected by all parties, and killing him by himself was in a sense equivalent to cutting off some of the future of the monkey clan!

If a race wants to gain a foothold in the starry sky, it must be the top strong to resist the pressure from all sides, the strong die, and the lower class cannot be sheltered, which is equivalent to weakening the living space of this race, so as to affect the continuation of this race's civilization, this is the passage of luck, one is weak, other races are strong, and the essence of luck plundering is here!

Thoughts flickered, and Poplar looked down to see that something had fallen from the place where Shen Tu had died, but it was wiped out by darkness the moment it appeared, leaving only three leaves.

These three leaves are very peculiar, in the form of willow leaves, like jade, two of them are completely golden, and the third is half golden.

His eyes lit up, and Poplar recognized that this should be what the Shentu race used to collect luck.

"There should be more than these three leaves on him that collect luck, but looking at the way he has not been at the emperor level for long, he should have been consumed, but it's a pity, it would be nice if it was left to me, but the items that collect luck are not wiped out by the darkness, it seems that this kind of thing is beyond the scope of the Great Wilderness Supreme that creates the wasteland......"

Talking to himself, Bai Yang put away the three leaves without hesitation, he had a hunch that his promotion to the Saint Mirror would require a lot of luck to wash away his life, which was preparing for the promotion.

Shen Tu died, and the desolate slave didn't even pay any more attention, and didn't even pay attention to Poplar in the slightest, carrying the evil scythe and walking towards the darkness, and Poplar immediately beckoned Yaya to follow.

The advantage of wearing the wasteland equipment that appears in the red ball is that the aspen is not affected by the wasteland and can move freely, but the aspen is not a desolate slave in the desolate region after all, and his vision is blocked, so he can only follow the desolate slave.

"Where the hell is this guy going?"

After following the deserted slave for a while, Poplar never met any living creatures again, and he couldn't help muttering in his heart.

The deserted slave didn't seem to wander aimlessly, but headed straight in a certain direction, as if something was calling him.

After nearly three hours of marching, Poplar didn't know how far he had come to the wasteland.

Just when Poplar wondered how long he would have to walk, a figure suddenly appeared in the darkness on the side.

Poplar subconsciously looked at it, glaring slightly, and the corners of his mouth twitched, because he saw 'himself'!

The person who appeared looked exactly like Topol, with a small black boat under his feet, and the darkness around him could not affect him.

The other party saw the picture of Poplar Yaya and the deserted slave together, stunned for a moment, turned around and disappeared into the darkness in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, Poplar looked at the place where the guy disappeared and scolded in his heart, that guy must have someone disguising himself, and Poplar dared to be 100% sure that he was the unserious old man!

Run fast, or I'll see if I don't kill you!"

Poplar hummed in his heart, tangled, he disguised himself as him in the Great Wilderness City and knocked on the stick, but he didn't expect that guy to be disguised as himself, and he didn't know how many pots he had carried on him!

I disguised myself as a slave, he didn't recognize me, there will always be a time to meet again, when the time comes, hum......

The old guy disguised as Poplar appeared and disappeared so fast that the slave in front of him didn't react, and Poplar's vision was blocked, so he couldn't chase him, so he could only continue to follow the slave aimlessly.

The wasteland is too big, although there are many creatures of all races who enter the wasteland in the Great Wilderness City, but more than ninety percent of them died at first, and there must be people falling one after another in the future, and the rest of the scattered parties are not easy to meet the truth, especially under the premise of not being able to see through the darkness, they can't even use their mental power to look around, which can't be done.

After advancing for half an hour again, Poplar actually met his companion, of course, not Poplar's companion, but the desolate slave in the wasteland.

Three desolate slaves came out of the darkness and met them unexpectedly.

The three deserted slaves did not react to the presence of Poplar and Yaya, took a brief look, and then continued to move on together, not knowing where they were going.

When he met these three desolate slaves, Poplar's heart was in his throat, for fear that the other party would recognize him and be besieged, but fortunately the other party did not react.

Following the four desolate slaves, Bai Yang's mind suddenly became active, hunting the desolate slaves, although the things they dropped on their bodies could not be used by themselves, but they could obtain the merit from heaven, this is a good thing for the merit of the golden lotus to be promoted, how could Bai Yang not be tempted?

Quietly falling behind, Poplar's eyes roamed over the three deserted slaves in front of him, looking for a target to attack.

"It's the last slave who looks like a woman, girl, wait for you to let the black fish spit bubbles and imprison her, and I'll kill her again, you have to fight quickly, don't alarm the others, you know?" Poplar secretly transmitted a voice to Yaya.

Yaya nodded in understanding.

A few of the desolate slaves didn't realize that they had a spy and continued without any vigilance.

After walking for about three minutes, a few of the deserted slaves seemed to have attracted attention to something, and quickened their pace and rushed in a certain direction.

Poplar secretly said that he had a good opportunity, and immediately took action.

The black fish spits bubbles and imprisons the target desolate slave, the poplar flashes past, and the three knives of the years are fleeting, hunting the desolate slave, the whole process is less than a second, and the blow is successful!

The desert slave died, leaving behind a long black whip that fell to the ground, itself turning into a black mist and melting into the darkness.

Although Poplar was fast enough, it still caught the attention of the three deserted slaves in front of him, and they stopped and turned to look.

Poplar and Yaya stayed quietly, pretending to be innocent who didn't know anything.

The three slaves looked at it, found nothing strange, and then turned and walked on.

With a slight sigh of relief, Poplar immediately ordered Redball to swallow the long whip and keep up with the pace of the three desolate slaves in front of him.

How else to say that it is difficult to defend against house thieves day and night, the fortress is breached from the inside, and mixing in the desolate slave team is the correct posture to hunt them.

After paying attention to the merit Golden Lotus in the world of knowing the sea, Poplar found that the merit gained after killing a desolate slave made the Golden Lotus grow a little more.

However, what makes Poplar strange is that up to now, he has killed three desolate slaves with his own hands, which has led to the appearance of three vague figures on the petals of the meritorious golden lotus, which came inexplicably, and I don't know if it is a good thing or a bad thing, and so far the three vague figures have not shown anything special at all.

Leaving that behind, Poplar followed the three minions for some distance before coming to a halt.

It must have been a battle before, and it was not small, although the darkness had wiped everything out, but the more than a dozen items on the ground that collected luck and the five deserted slaves who stayed in place said it all.

The number of people who participated in the battle before was at least more than ten, and how many strong people of various races died Poplar I don't know, but at least four deserted slaves died, because there were four pieces of equipment dropped from the deserted slaves on the ground.

Four desolate slaves, who dare to rob me of my merits!

Poplar said secretly in his heart.

The two sides converged, and since the battle was over, the desert slave himself did not communicate with each other, and then went in a certain direction together.

Poplar's ranks grew, and the previous four were killed by him, one more, and five more, and a full eight were heading in a certain direction in the dark.

Quietly put away more than a dozen items that collected luck, and let the red ball swallow the desert slave equipment on the ground, and Poplar followed with Yaya.

It's good to follow the natives in the wilderness like the deserted slaves, and you can also pick up lucky objects along the way, good people, I will definitely repay you well.

There were already nearly twenty Qi Luck Objects in his hands, and two-thirds of them were filled with Qi Luck, Bai Yang wanted to try to impact the Saint Realm immediately, but obviously the current conditions did not allow it, so he could only endure it.

Poplar's way of repaying the slaves was to hang behind them, sneak attack one from time to time, and when the slave turned around, he pretended to be innocent.

In less than ten minutes, there were still five of the eight desolate slaves in front of him, and the red ball swallowed three more desolate slave equipment, and the merit of the poplar golden lotus grew, but there were three more vague figures on the golden lotus.

Just when Poplar was considering whether to continue to attack, their team grew again, and they met more than a dozen deserted slaves at once, and the two sides met, without communication, but they went towards a certain place together.

It seems that as we get closer to our destination, we will encounter more and more slaves.

Although he thought so in his heart, Poplar was not ambiguous, hanging behind the team and sneaking one from time to time, worried and happy at the same time, the merit golden lotus grew with the hunting of deserted slaves, Poplar wished that there was no end to this road, the more deserted slaves, the better.

Nearly twenty hours passed, and Bai Yang didn't remember how many desolate slaves he had killed, and the meritorious golden lotus had already grown to the late ninth grade, and the vague figure on it was two hundred and thirty-four, almost covered with a petal of the golden lotus.

He killed so many people, not only did the desolate slave team not decrease, but reached the scale of more than five hundred, which was a terrifying force, and the other party ran away when he met a strange creature wherever he passed.

Of course, there were those who didn't run away, but Poplar was killed by the deserted slaves before he even had a chance to do it.

There is no way, Poplar can only pick up things after the deserted slaves have passed.

When the road was at the end, when Poplar looked forward to going on like this, he followed this large group of desolate slaves and took another step forward, and soon the front was no longer a dark wasteland.

"Fountain of Life!"

Looking at the front, Poplar said secretly in his heart.

But witnessing the environment in front of him, Poplar gasped and his scalp was numb......