Legendary Beastmaster Zhang Deshuai

Zhang Deshuai held the magic wand tightly, his eyes were firm and sharp. His pets surrounded him. The flames on the Qilin were whirring, mixing with the whistling of the wind, making a low and fierce sound.

The frost dragon flapped its huge wings, and the sound of its wings flapping was like thunder rolling in the sky. When the frost air from its mouth hit the surrounding hot air, it made a "sizzling" sound.

The three heads of the Chimera each roared at the top of their lungs, the flames spurting out of the left head crackled, the venom spewing out of the right head hissed out, and the dark energy released by the middle head hummed. These sounds mixed together to form a messy but powerful battle symphony.

The golden runes on the Diamond Turtle flickered and made a buzzing sound, Archangelmon waved the Sword of Light, and the wind swished. The Thunder Ape gathered lightning in his hands and made a crackling sound. The Flower Fairy waved her magic wand and made a beeping sound. All these sounds combined together created the chaotic and fierce battle sound effects.

The sandstorm lord howled in anger, and the sound could have pierced the sky. Every time it attacked, there was a roar of wind and the whistling sound of flying sand and rocks. When it smashed its big fist into the ground, there was a loud "boom" and it felt like the whole desert was groaning in pain.

The huge body of the Sandstorm Lord stood proudly between heaven and earth, like an indestructible, immovable mountain. Its extremely ferocious face was extremely distorted, and every line was filled with endless rage and a terrifying murderous intent.

It suddenly raised its arms, which were as thick as pillars supporting the sky, and at the same time let out a deafening roar that seemed to be able to crack the sky: "Sand burial!" At this moment, the sand and dust in the sky seemed to be injected with an extremely evil soul, and rushed towards Zhang Deshuai's side like a surging and unstoppable tide, desperately.

The rolling sand and dust covered the sky, forming an oppressive force as powerful as a mountain pressing down on one's head, as if it was determined to devour them mercilessly and bury them deeply in this seemingly endless sea of ​​sand.

On the one hand, Zhang Deshuai showed no fear or retreat in the face of this fierce terrorist attack.

Zhang Deshuai's eyes focused, and the magic wand in his hand shone brightly, instantly placing a layer of fire shield in front of him.

The Qilin raised its head and roared, flames rising from its body, forming a blazing protective field.

The Frost Dragon spread its massive wings and blew up a cold whirlwind in an attempt to slow down the approaching dust.

The three heads of Chimera each released different energies, the flame of the left head burned into a raging fire, the venom of the right head formed a green barrier, and the dark energy of the middle head formed a black hole-like vortex, trying to swallow some of the dust.

The Diamond Turtle retracted into its shell, and the golden runes on the shell shone brightly, forming a solid defensive barrier.

Archangelmon swung the Sword of Light, emitting a holy light that dispersed the surrounding dust.

The Thunder Giant Ape gathered lightning in his hands, forming a ball of lightning that surrounded everyone.

The flower fairy dances in the air, shedding healing light to enhance teammates' resistance.

They either dodged left and right or cast defensive magic. Under the crazy impact of the sand and dust, they resisted tenaciously and looked for opportunities to counterattack.

Then, the giant sandstorm lord launched another ferocious attack. It waved its huge hands wantonly, as if it could tear the sky apart. Its roar was like thunder: "Quicksand waterfall!" In a flash, a huge amount of sand, like a wild horse running out of control, instantly turned into a surging, waterfall-like violent torrent, pouring down violently from the distant and unreachable sky.

The surging and unstoppable quicksand carried a terrifying force that was enough to completely destroy everything in the world. It rushed towards Zhang Deshuai and his men with a force as powerful as thunder and overwhelming.

Wherever it passed, the ground instantly cracked into countless bottomless gullies, and sand and rocks splashed wildly in all directions like gorgeous fireworks. The whole scene was extremely terrifying and creepy.

Facing Zhang Deshuai's fierce counterattack, the giant sandstorm lord showed no fear, but looked even more ferocious. He suddenly put his hands together and shouted like a bell: "Empty sand defense wall!" In the blink of an eye, a giant wall made of thick, solid, and distinct sand appeared out of thin air.

This wall of sand was like an ancient sacred mountain, solid as a rock and unbreakable. Mighty and boundless power fluctuations continuously surged out from it, overwhelming Zhang Deshuai's side with an absolute overwhelming force, forcibly blocking all of their sharp and fierce attacks, making it difficult for them to break through even the slightest bit.

Then, a flash of extremely cruel and cold light flashed in the eyes of the giant sandstorm lord, and then he once again displayed a terrifying skill that could make people's souls flee: "Sand Rain!" In an instant, countless tiny grains of sand fell densely from the sky, like dense raindrops covering the sky and the earth, endlessly.

These grains of sand contained a terrifying force that hit Zhang Deshuai's team fiercely like a torrential rain, making a sharp and piercing sound. This scene made people feel as if they were in an irreversible desperate situation, with no chance of escape.

Finally, the giant Sandstorm Lord let out a creepy, spine-chilling laugh of madness, as if the laugh came from the roar of a demon from the abyss of the underworld: "Sand clones!" In an instant, its huge body, like an illusory phantom, split into countless clones that were exactly the same as its original body at a dizzying speed.

These clones spread out like ghosts, surrounding Zhang Deshuai's group tightly and airtightly. An indestructible encirclement like an iron barrel was formed in an instant, putting them in an extremely dangerous situation where their lives were hanging by a thread.

At this moment, Zhang Deshuai's team was like a trapped beast in a desperate situation, surrounded by layer upon layer of strong barriers built of sand.

Every corner is filled with an almost indissoluble threat of death, and every moment seems to be the ominous moment that could potentially be the end of life.

They were tightly trapped in this airtight cage of sand, as if they were in a dark abyss, with no hope of escape.

The shadow of death follows them everywhere, looming over them at all times, as if it would completely devour them in the next second, plunging them into an abyss from which there is no escape.