Above the mountain of elves

Chapter 621 Temporary Sandstorm Team!
The melee continued, and the elf hunter managed to defeat Meng Ge Naia with a concentrated fire. The next second, the other party sent other elves.

Another quasi-god Σ(°△°|||)︴

fall!
What are you doing here?

The elf hunters knew that this time they encountered a super hard stubble, and the helicopter was destroyed again, so it would not be easy to escape.

Slip away and see luck?

As an elf hunter who keeps his life tied to his belt at any time, cooperation is only temporary, and it is normal for them to fly separately when disaster strikes.

But before they found a chance to escape, Bangira, who had just appeared on the stage, had already set off a violent sandstorm first.

"Rogue crocodile, quicksand hell!"

It's not over yet, under the advantage of the sandstorm, the quicksand hell of the rogue crocodile has been set up in the blink of an eye, and it is precisely created at the feet of each opponent elf.

"What a combination of sandstorm and quicksand hell, bite the land shark fiercely, rock avalanche and add fire!"

Zhulan couldn't help admiring that although her Bite Land Shark was absolutely crushing, it didn't mean that she would reject the increase of Bite Land Shark in the group battle.

In the sandstorm, the biting land shark condensed the rock avalanche much faster out of thin air, and it was even easier to control.

Needless to say, Biting Land Shark came first with a wave of rock avalanche bombing, followed by Bangira's precise sharp stone attack.

After all, the master of the sandstorm is Bangira!
Although Pokkisi would not be boosted by the sandstorm, and was even affected a lot, this was only superficial.

In terms of luck, Pokkiss is the best among elves, and if Mark is added, he is invincible.

I saw Mark yelling excitedly, asking Pokkisi to use the air slash to hit the sandstorm continuously, regardless of the accuracy, in front of luck, everything else is nothing.

And at the outermost edge of the sandstorm, the two Lucarios leaned back to each other, closed their eyes and used the waveguide to explore the surroundings, and from time to time they fired... a wave missile.

They did not take the initiative to lead the war, but relied on the wave missiles with tracking capabilities to hit the opponent with every shot.

Only George, reluctantly let the mount goat and Elledo retreat. In the sandstorm environment, using super powers to detect is very strenuous, and the gain outweighs the gain.

Fortunately, both elves can use a lot of healing skills, and it is safe to sit in the rear.

A sandstorm directly reshuffled the chaotic battle situation, silently saying that all the elves left here were unaffected.

Among them, the biting land shark and the rogue crocodile even took advantage of the sandstorm to exert [-]% of their strength.

As for the elf hunters, the electric and fire elves had the most, and most of the others were affected by the sandstorm.

On the contrary, the unaffected bronze bell and self-explosive magnetite had fallen down just now.

Is it a coincidence?

Mo Yan: Really ╮(︶﹏︶)╭

Seeing that the visibility around them was pitifully low, but they were unable to fight, the elf hunters quickly chose to run away separately, one by one.

But how could Bangira give them this chance? As a desert tyrant, he knew everything about the sandstorm.

Rock blockade, stomping, rock avalanche... the skills that can restrict movement are mastered by Bangira, and the control is so strong that it is shocking.

Which hunter slips the fastest, Bangira will focus on taking care of that person, and even guide the biting land shark and the rogue crocodile to chase, which is bound to cause the opponent to lose a soldier.

A dark cloud began to gather in the sky, and the unusual speed revealed that it was a harbinger of rain summoned by the spirit.

"George!"

"Understood, Geranium, use sunny days to mount goats!" George ordered, and directly asked the two elves around him to use the sunny day skills.

Before the rain fell, the sky was already clear, and the sandstorm became drier and burst, like a real sandstorm in the desert, so that Pokkisi had to retreat.

The fine sand turned into gravel. Although Pokkisi was not seriously injured, his smooth feathers had been scraped to pieces, and he looked very embarrassed.

"Geranium, use a new look on Pokkisi! Elle Duo, use healing wave!"

With a new look, this skill, which can only be used to restore one's own negative state, was developed by George to be used to tidy up the appearance.

The pale white light swept across, and Pokkisi's disturbed feathers instantly became silky, smooth and shiny.

Healing wave followed closely, and the light pink energy wave was printed and dyed on Pokkisi's white hair, and there was a feeling of coexistence of purity and coquettishness.

Just a little fatter...

Pokkisi: (メ`[])/
In the process of Pokkisi's "replenishment of blood", elves continued to lose their fighting ability in sandstorms.

Almost none of those who were "followed" by Bangira survived for five seconds.

The cooperation between Bangira, Biting Land Shark, Rogue Crocodile and the two Lucarios has become more and more tacit, and the strikes have become more and more precise.

The elf hunters are going crazy. In this place where you can't see five fingernails, the enemy is elusive and never wants to fight.

He couldn't escape, and every time he wanted to leave, he was sent back by a set of indiscriminate attacks.

Just now, the white-faced man was hit on the head by a stone the size of a fist, and he didn't know whether he was dead or not.

Duckbill Flame Dragon, Tank Skunk, Thunder Beast, Electroshock Beast, Coal Turtle...

I don't know how long it has passed, except for the whistling sound of wild sand, there is no other movement in the sandstorm.

Biting land shark, rogue crocodile, and two Lucarios withdrew one after another, and then Bangira also withdrew from the sandstorm, and a tragic scene gradually appeared in front of everyone.

More than a dozen elves and five elf hunters fell crookedly on the ground, their bodies covered with a thick layer of sand and stones to varying degrees.

Because of the existence of the quicksand hell, most of the first defeated ones have been buried, and most of the rest are also stuck in the soil, unable to move easily.

Of course, even if you want to move in a coma, you can't do anything.

Junsha stared blankly at all this, completely unable to believe that this was the masterpiece of Mo Yan and the others.

Even if she was a policeman, she felt a little... cruel for a while.

If Mo Yan knew that Junsha had given him such an evaluation, he might not even bother to roll his eyes.

Not to mention whether there is any cruelty to deal with this kind of people, but in the past, Mo Yan let Bangira just bury the matter directly, anyway, he is very proficient in this business.

Unlike now, they still have to leave a sigh of relief there, waiting to accept the alliance's sanctions.

Fortunately, the matter of Bingshan Pork has caused an uproar on the Internet, and someone will always be responsible for it.

And these elf hunters are the best explanations, and the end will naturally not be so good.

Thinking of this, Mo Yan felt relieved.

(End of this chapter)