Legendary Beastmaster Zhang Deshuai

Zhang Deshuai and his pets felt unprecedented pressure in front of this terrifying existence. Their breathing became rapid, as if every breath of air was filled with a heavy sense of oppression. Their hearts beat like drums, and the violent beating sound was clearly audible in this silent and tense atmosphere.

Zhang Deshuai tightly grasped the weapon in his hand, his knuckles turned white due to the force, beads of sweat kept rolling down his forehead, and passed through his tense cheeks. He stared at the Sandstorm Lord, and although there was a hint of nervousness in his eyes, there was more determination and resoluteness.

The flames on the Qilin beside him were no longer burning as usual, but flickering faintly. Its breathing was heavy and rapid, but it still held its head high, ready to charge at any time. The huge wings of the Frost Dragon trembled slightly, and the cold air it exhaled seemed a little disordered, but its sharp eyes never left the Sandstorm Lord.

The Thunder Ape bared its teeth, its thick arms were tense, and the lightning flashed on its body from time to time, as if it was accumulating strength. The three heads of the Chimera shook uneasily, with flames, venom and dark forces churning in its mouth, but it was also ready for battle. The Diamond Turtle slowly retracted its limbs into its shell, seemingly retreating, but in fact it was gathering strength and waiting for the opportunity to give the enemy a fatal blow. The petite body of the Flower Fairy trembled slightly in the air, but the magic light in her hand became more and more dazzling, ready to provide support and treatment for her companions.

As for Archangelmon, its white wings were slightly folded, and golden light was flowing over its body. It had a solemn expression and was muttering something, as if it was praying for the upcoming battle, or as if it was gathering divine power.

Although fear loomed over their hearts like a shadow, there was no sign of retreat in their eyes. They stared at the Sandstorm Lord closely, and their firm gaze seemed to tell him that no matter how difficult the battle was, they would not be afraid and would greet the coming fierce battle.

The two burning red eyes of the Sandstorm Lord were fierce, like two evil flames burning in the depths of hell, emitting a creepy malice. It took the lead in launching an attack, accompanied by a dull and terrifying roar, which seemed to come from the endless abyss, shaking the surrounding air with visible ripples.

It opened its huge vortex mouth, like a terrifying door leading to the dark world. Dark energy surged in its mouth, and the energy surged like thick ink, with strange purple arcs flashing and sizzling, as if it was the whisper of a devil.

Then, countless small sandstorm clones, more than ten meters high, roared out from its body. These small sandstorm clones were all waving their claws and teeth, and their shapes were not fixed. Sometimes they turned into sharp cones, and sometimes they stretched into long and thin tornadoes, rushing towards Zhang Deshuai at a very fast speed.

Wherever it passed, deep furrows were plowed into the ground, and gravel flew out like bullets, hitting everything around it. The howling wind echoed with these small sandstorm clones, forming a chaotic and deadly storm area. The whole scene was like the end of the world, which made people shudder.

Zhang Deshuai and his pets were instantly enveloped by the surging attack. Before their eyes was a chaotic sea of ​​sandstorms. The dust covered the sky and the sun, making their originally clear vision blurry, as if they were covered by a thick layer of yellow gauze. The strong wind pressure was like an invisible giant hand, tightly strangling their throats, making them feel extremely desperate and suffocated.

But they did not retreat at all. Zhang Deshuai's eyes were as firm as iron, and he shouted, "Don't be afraid, friends! Let's fight back together!" The voice pierced through the howling wind and sand, full of fearless courage and firm determination.

The Qilin was the first to respond. The flames on its body suddenly rose up and instantly turned into a blazing wall of fire. The flames burned fiercely, as if they were going to ignite the surrounding air, trying to stop the small sandstorm from approaching. Each jumping flame was filled with an unyielding will, fiercely fighting against the wind and sand.

The frost dragon spread its huge wings, its wingspan seemed to cover the sky. It spewed out extremely cold frost from its mouth, and the frost poured out like a torrent, interweaving with the Qilin's flames. When ice and fire met, bursts of white mist rose up, trying to weaken the power of the sandstorm and buy them a chance to breathe.

The three heads of Chimera roared in unison, the sound was deafening, as if it was going to tear apart the chaotic sky. The three heads cast different magics, the flames flew like meteors, the poison fell like a rain of arrows, and the dark power swallowed like a black hole. The three powers intertwined into a brilliant light, rushing towards the oncoming small sandstorm with overwhelming force, and the power of the sandstorm was slightly weakened wherever it went.

The Diamondback Turtle no longer hides in its shell. It takes heavy and firm steps, leaving deep footprints on the sand with every step. It shines with a solid light, like an indestructible armor, ready to use its body to resist the impact of the sandstorm. Its eyes reveal determination, as if telling of its determination to protect.

Archangelmon flapped its white wings, and every flap of its wings brought a holy breeze. Holy light shone from its hands, like the light of dawn, purifying the evil forces around. Wherever the light reached, the darkness gradually receded, bringing a glimmer of hope to everyone.

The Thunder Ape waved his arms, his muscles bulging, full of explosive power. Lightning gathered in his palms, forming dazzling lightning. The lightning struck the small sandstorms like a sharp sword, and each lightning carried the power of destruction, trying to break the raging sandstorms one by one.

The flower fairy danced in the air, her figure light and graceful, like a dancing elf. She continued to cast buff magic for her companions, and soft rays of light bloomed from her hands, like the warm sunshine of spring, warming everyone's body and mind. At the same time, the light she released also tried to calm the raging sandstorm, making this violent force gradually become gentle.

Although countless small sandstorms surged towards them like a surging tide, wave after wave, without end, Zhang Deshuai and his pets were not afraid and moved forward bravely. Their eyes were full of determination, their steps were full of strength, and they resolutely launched a counterattack, vowing to fight this terrifying sandstorm lord.

In this chaotic sandstorm, the sky was covered with dust and the raging wind was howling, as if it was going to tear everything apart. Zhang Deshuai held a magic wand in his hand and stood tall in the center of the battlefield. With a firm look in his eyes, he commanded his pets to fight a thrilling battle with countless small sandstorm clones.

His eyes were sharp as torches, and he quickly scanned the chaotic battlefield around him. Small sandstorm clones kept coming like surging tides, colliding and interweaving with each other, making sharp whistling sounds. The sand and gravel blown up by the strong wind hit his face like dense bullets, but he was not moved at all, staring at the violent and dangerous scene in front of him.