Zhou Zhou looked at the battlefield in front of him.
Nezario, which was more than 50 meters tall, stepped on an elemental creature made of yellow sand.
It was the Regional Lord of the Sand Wasteland!
Wild Sand King - White Sand!
At this moment, the other party was already motionless. It was obvious that it had died at Nezario's feet.
Near it were 50,000 Military Professionals who were like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, quickly wiping out more than 8,000 Desert Fog Demons.
In less than a moment.
The battlefield returned to calm.
All the Desert Fog Demons had already turned into corpses.
Only the soldiers cleaning up the battlefield were left.
All the loots had been extracted more than an hour later.
Bai Yun walked over.
"My Lord, you're back."
She immediately said happily when she saw Zhou Zhou's clear eyes.
Zhou Zhou smiled and nodded.
