Versatile Mage: I have no intention of dimensional throne

The Xuandu Hunter Group is strong, but rarely loses men. Basically, the members of the team are comrades who have lived and died together for many years. It is impossible to say that there is no emotion.

Therefore, Wendu did not want a friend to be defeated by pain like this.

"哕哕啕!!!"

"Boom boom boom!!!!"

At this moment, a long and passionate roar like the roar of a dragon rushed from the front, and behind them, the sound of horse hooves as fierce as the thunder of war also approached from far to near at an extremely fast speed.

At the junction of the desert and the grassland, Bai Mo and others stood on the dividing line.

It can be seen that in the desert, deer with bare bodies, horns on their heads like dead branches of old trees, and bodies like heavily armed armored vehicles are charging towards them.

The running of the deer herd brought up the sky full of sand and dust, covering the sky and blocking out the sun. It was as if they were an army from a desperate zone, dragging everything in front of them into the abyss of despair.

Behind them, on the sparse grassland with one or two short trees, amidst the rolling thunder, groups of horses covered with green dragon scales ran in groups.

Each horse is half as big as the Shenchen Tiger. They are majestic and majestic, making people feel like a mountain standing in front of them will be flattened by them.

With iron hooves flying, the continuous group of green horses reached the sky and spread to a few kilometers to the left and right, picking up wild grass and subtle ice wind, forming a layer of cold frost airflow that rolled into the sky.

No matter in terms of momentum or quantity, they are not inferior to the herd of deer coming from the desert land.

Everything happened too suddenly. Bai Mo and others had just adjusted after a big battle, and they didn't expect that two monsters, nearly as many as a tribe, suddenly rushed out and attacked from a flank.

The demons on both sides stretched vastly, and there was no time or space to escape. Even the members of the Xuandu Hunter Group, who had experienced hundreds of battles, could not help but numb their claws.

"What's going on? Why are you suddenly attacked by two demon tribes!"

"Quick! Run, there are so many demons, they can't be stopped, they can't be stopped!"

"It's Frost Wind Dragon Horse and Deathly Resentful Sand Deer. These are both warrior-level creatures. Why are there so many, so many!!"

"Someone must have done something taboo, it must be! Whoever did it, please stand up and don't let the brothers feel cold."

I don't know who said the last word, and the air suddenly became strangely quiet. Everyone looked at each other, and the seeds of suspicion were planted.

For a moment, there were screams and panic from the hunter group. Even the group leaders Wen Du and Wu Xuan frowned.

"Calm down!" Seeing the crowd starting to doubt his own people, Wu Xuan shouted: "This is a war between demon tribes, we are just involved. Don't panic!"

Years of prestige still played a role at the critical moment. Wu Xuan's shouts were heard by everyone, and the original strange silence and suspicion disappeared.

Years of cooperation have allowed everyone to consciously arrange a formation suitable for facing a large group of demons.

At this moment, Wu Xuan turned his head and looked at Bai Mo and others with a serious look on his face.

"Brother Bai, the place we are in has become a battlefield for demons. They have automatically considered us to have joined the war. We must choose one side to join and fight out. If we stay where we are, we will only become a common attack target for both!"

"That's right. I've read in the intelligence that there is friction between the Tianshan Mountains and the Tarim demons. The outcome of every war is related to the expansion or contraction of the desert towards the Tianshan Mountains."

Lingling also nodded in agreement, and then looked at Bai Mo, "Shuangfeng Ryoma is at the level of a war general and possesses part of the dragon's blood. Compared to the Death Resentment Shalu, it only has a weird survivability."

"it is good!"

In one sentence, Bai Mo understood what to do. Regardless of his goal or the survival goal he needed now, he would not choose to move towards the meadow.

"Complete the team, with the wounded in the center. Captain Wendu, you and Sister Leng Qing are on both sides of the team. Open the way for me and my contract beast. Yu Mian, you take the rear. Wu Xuan is in the middle to dispatch, how about it!"

"Brother Bai, are you capable of magic?"

"I have a natural talent, which is to restore magic energy."

"No wonder, that's no problem."

So everyone lined up to form a cone, and before the two groups of demon army shields clashed, they rushed towards the grudge sand deer herd.

The Shenchen Tiger is in front, with Bai Mo and Gaoyue suspended on its left and right sides. It can be seen that as it runs, countless sand and stones continue to gather on the Shenchen Tiger, arming it into a three-dimensional A giant rock tiger more than ten meters high.

Bai Mo's figure flashed and landed on the back of the giant tiger. The giant tiger galloped, charging like a super heavy tank, and instantly collided with the resentful Sha Lu at the front.

The five to six meter tall Mortal Resentment Sand Deer is not small, but in front of the fully armed Shen Chenhu, it is just a larger toy figure.

As the two sides collided, it was as if they were punching the water with their fists. The sandy body of Sha Lu was shattered like water, with blood and flesh flying everywhere!

The entire ocean-like herd of deer rippled under the impact. Suddenly, dozens of Resentment Sand Deer were killed by the huge force, and more Death Resentment Sand Deer around them flew upside down under the force of the force. He fell down, with broken bones and tendons, immediately opening a gap for everyone in the complete demon formation.

"Hey!"

At this moment, I saw thunder and lightning surging around Haoyue's body, and the purple thunder light formed a giant thunder knife around her. The giant knife condensed thousands of meters of thunder clouds at the flick of a finger, and slashed out a purple knife covering hundreds of meters. The light flashed through in an instant, splitting the resentful sand deer on the right into two.

The penetrating power of thunder and the powerful destructive power of Qiong Yu's thunder were brought into full play at this moment.

"Iwakaze Great Blade!!"

With a loud shout, the white ink formed into a knife, and the brilliant and thick dark gold and the ethereal and agile pale white filled his eyes left and right.

It can be seen that two constellations, one agile and one calm, appear behind him in almost no particular order, and the already extremely rich wind and earth elements in the air suddenly become more condensed.

He raised the knife and waved his arm. Following Bai Mo's movements, a giant blade of dark gold and light white appeared, slashing horizontally towards the grudge Shalu on the right!

The entire Yanfeng sword is a hundred meters long, and it is not an exaggeration to say it is a ship-cutting sword. The blade is sharp and is made entirely of dark golden gravel rocks. The pale white wind blade outside the blade is more flamboyant, carving deep ravines in the desert with heavy wind pressure.

The huge and long rock wind blade fell, and rows of resentful sand deer were chopped into pieces under the strong wind and heavy rocks. Countless flesh and blood corpses were spread on the ground, stretching for fifty meters.

Jiao Yue's all-out thunder slash, coupled with the combined attacks of Bai Mo Feng Tu's two elements, instantly widened the gap opened by the Shen Chen Tiger, paving the way for everyone's formation to move forward.

Without stopping, Shen Chenhu leaped a hundred meters and reached the front in an instant, slamming into the grudge Sha Lu who was frightened by this vicious attack.

"嘘~~~~~~~!!!"

At this moment, a majestic roar came out, and the resentful sand deer group that had been cowering suddenly turned red and rushed towards the crowd with blood-red eyes.

"Psychic magic has no effect on them!" Ding Yumian's voice came, and Lingling said in time:

"The Shalu of Deathly Resentment are similar to the elemental evil spirits. They are irrational at critical moments and only know how to kill."