Legendary Beastmaster Zhang Deshuai

Beside Zhang Deshuai, Qilin strode with its head held high, each step carrying a majestic momentum, the flames on its body flickered with its breathing, as if fighting against the scorching heat;

The frost dragon flapped its huge wings gracefully, and icy air emanated from it continuously, making the surrounding air slightly cooler;

The Thunder Ape would beat his broad chest from time to time, baring his teeth, with lightning flickering on his body, as if venting his dissatisfaction with this difficult journey, but he was always ready to fight with a thunderous force;

The three heads of the Chimera moved flexibly. The left head sprayed a stream of fire to test the front, the right head sprayed a stream of poison to the surroundings, and the middle head released dark energy to sense the surrounding movements.

The diamond turtle took steady and firm steps, its solid shell reflecting dazzling light under the scorching sun, like a moving fortress;

The flower fairy danced lightly beside Lin Feng, the magic light in her hands flickering. Her smart eyes were always paying attention to the condition of Lin Feng and his companions, ready to cast healing magic at any time.

Archangelmon's white wings fluttered gently, and holy light surrounded its body. It looked determined as it scanned the surroundings with Zhang Deshuai. The light seemed to dispel the heat and haze in the desert. It was always ready to provide protection and assistance to its companions with its sacred power.

They climbed over undulating sand dunes, the sand under their feet sometimes soft, sometimes hard, and the strong wind whistled past from time to time, making their clothes rustle.

But Lin Feng and his pets did not retreat at all, and still moved forward firmly towards the unknown future, with only one belief in their hearts - to find the Sandstorm Lord.

Zhang Deshuai led his pets and persistently searched for the trace of the Sandstorm Lord in the endless red desert.

Suddenly, the already scorching hot air seemed to freeze in an instant, and in the distant sky, a dark yellow wall of sand surged in with overwhelming force. It was an extremely terrifying sandstorm, with red sand covering the sky and blocking out the sun. Under the reflection of the red sun, the whole world seemed to have fallen into the abyss of doomsday.

The wind howled, making sharp hissing sounds, like countless evil spirits wailing miserably. The sand and gravel were swept up by the wind, lashing at everything like dense bullets. Huge waves of sand rose and fell, like a surging sea, swallowing up all life.

Zhang Deshuai and his pets were instantly enveloped by this terrifying scene. "Everyone be careful!" Zhang Deshuai shouted loudly, but his voice was instantly swallowed by the strong wind.

At this critical moment, the Frost Dragon let out a loud roar. Its body quickly expanded, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a 100-meter-long behemoth. The Frost Dragon spread its huge wings, tightly covering Zhang Deshuai and the other pets.

The sandstorm was getting more violent, and countless sand and gravel hit the Frost Dragon, making crackling sounds. But the Frost Dragon lay tightly on the ground, using its tough body and powerful strength to resist the invasion of the sandstorm.

The wind roared, trying to break through the frost dragon's defenses and drag them into endless chaos. In the sandstorm, vision was completely obscured, and only the chilling sound of wind and the crash of sand could be heard. It seemed as if the whole world was trembling and groaning under this violent force.

In this doomsday-like sandstorm, the knife-like wind and sand blew mercilessly towards the frost dragon. Every grain of sand seemed to have turned into a sharp blade, fiercely hitting the hard scales of the frost dragon, and bursting out a harsh and unpleasant sound, like the devil's grim laughter.

Zhang Deshuai was under the protection of the Frost Dragon, his heart tightened. He could feel the raging wind and sand outside, and the terrifying force seemed to tear everything into pieces. He couldn't help but shout loudly: "Bingshuang, are you okay?" His voice was full of anxiety and worry.

The Frost Dragon's voice came through the strong wind with difficulty: "Master, I'm fine, I can still hold on!"

Through the cracks in the frost dragon's body, Zhang Deshuai saw the red sand outside, like a furious beast, baring its fangs and claws. The howling wind formed huge whirlpools that seemed to drag them into endless darkness.

Zhang Deshuai shouted anxiously: "Bingshuang, you must hold on!" His voice trembled in the storm, but his eyes were full of trust and encouragement.

The Frost Dragon responded: "Master, rest assured, I won't let anyone get hurt!"

At this moment, the sandstorm became more and more fierce, like thousands of horses galloping and thousands of troops shouting. The scales on the frost dragon's body trembled slightly under the impact of the wind and sand, but it still resisted tenaciously, supporting a temporary peaceful place for its companions under it.

Zhang Deshuai was extremely anxious, as he knew that the Frost Dragon was under tremendous pressure. However, he felt deeply powerless in the face of this violent force of nature. He could only pray silently in his heart, hoping that this disaster would pass as soon as possible.

As time went by, the raging sandstorm gradually subsided, and the red sand slowly fell. However, before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, a huge and terrifying figure slowly emerged.

The Sandstorm Lord appeared! It was like a giant monster made of a tornado, twisting and spinning, hundreds of meters high, as if it was connecting the sky and the earth. The violent sandstorm whistled around it, forming countless small whirlwinds that made a sharp whistling sound.

The tornado's body was a dark earthy yellow, with a few eerie purple flashes in it, and every flash was terrifying. The whirlwinds intertwined and collided with each other, and then dispersed in an instant, like a group of crazy dancers dancing wildly.

In the center of the Sandstorm Lord, some chaotic dark matter could be vaguely seen, as if it was the source of its power, emitting a creepy evil aura. Its powerful airflow constantly stirred the surrounding air, causing the space to seem distorted.

The tiny sand and gravel were swirling at high speeds in the whirlwind, hitting the surrounding objects, making crackling sounds, as if countless angry insects were gnawing at them crazily. The larger stones were instantly swept up and shot out at an astonishing speed. If they were hit, they would surely be shattered to pieces.

Whenever the Sandstorm Lord moves, the strong wind it brings is like a raging wave, overturning and destroying everything in its path. Wherever it goes, the sand dunes are instantly razed to the ground, leaving behind a desolate scene.

Even if you just look at it from a distance, you can feel the terrifying power that can destroy the world, which makes people feel deep despair and fear from the bottom of their hearts.

Its two burning red eyes were particularly eye-catching in the wind and sand, revealing endless evil and indifference. Those eyes seemed to contain a chill that could freeze a person's soul, making people dare not look into its eyes.

The body of the Sandstorm Lord kept spinning, emitting a suffocating sense of oppression. Every time it turned, it brought up a strong airflow, blowing the surrounding sand dunes to collapse instantly, and the sand and dust flew all over the sky.

Under its control, the strong wind sometimes turns into sharp wind blades, cutting everything around; sometimes it forms huge wind pressure, making it almost impossible for people to stand.

Its body, made of wind and sand, sometimes condenses, sometimes disperses, changing constantly and making it hard to predict. Every grain of sand seems to be its weapon, ready to strike a fatal blow to the enemy at any time.