Yaochi's eyes darted around, seemingly taking everything in stride, yet also seemingly ignoring everything.
As time passed, people continued to gather from all directions.
A loud laugh suddenly came from afar: "So many people! We definitely came to the right place!"
People near the desert waterfall turned their heads to look, and one second the five figures were still in the distance, and the next blink of an eye they were already close by.
One of them glanced at the "beach" at the bottom and set his sights on a section occupied by a large tribe.
He raised his hand and covered the heads of the dark mass of people, sneering, "Die, all of you."
Tiny, snake-like blue lightning bolts surged from his palm.
Crack! Boom! Katcha!
Lightning rained down, bombarding downwards, and countless screams rang out.
"Who dares to lay a hand on the Qingsha tribe!" A powerful figure, enveloped in purple energy, charged forward.
Another person among the five looked up, and in the next instant, a crater exploded in the flowing sand river, and this person used the force to rush out.
Bang!
The air was torn to shreds, the purple aura exploded, and the sandman burst into a cloud of blood mist.
Other powerful figures in the distance looked over, their eyes flashing.
"Black-haired, black-haired children are Earthlings."
"Kill them?"
"Never mind them, the desert waterfall is the most important."
The five people who came were all players; they were five of the ten people on the southwest route.
After obtaining information from Li Changzhou, they would inquire about intelligence before each massacre of a tribe, and they happened to learn about the appearance of the desert waterfall.
After discussing it, the five continued to fight their way down from tribe to tribe, while the other five headed to the Desert Waterfall, partly to gather intelligence and partly to kill any powerful individuals who came to the Desert Waterfall.
“We definitely came to the right place!” The Silver Hound looked at the pilgrims chanting ancient songs.
These people, regardless of race or age, all sat together, occupying a large area even in this vast desert, and their numbers exceeded those of any other tribe.
'Silver Hound' plunged its paws into the shifting sand.
The swirling yellow sand coalesced into hunting dogs, their fur glossy and their breath hot—they were actually alive.
In the blink of an eye, hundreds of hunting dogs had appeared on the quicksand.
"Don't blame me, I just want to survive. Go, babies!"
Hundreds of hunting dogs took off at the same time, each one as fast as an arrow, forming a dark, surging mass, like a flowing cloud.
A giant made of ice opened his eyes, got up, and left the pilgrim's group.
"Ah!" the ice giant roared, throwing out both fists simultaneously.
The icy air, like two ice dragons, swooped down on the pack of hounds.
The hunting dogs running ahead were instantly frozen solid.
A chilling aura permeated the air, like a general charging into battle, madly slaughtering hunting dogs.
But the hunting dogs are fearless and undaunted!
Its head was frozen, but its body was still running, crashing into the hunting dog in front of it, which was completely frozen solid.
Some of the hunting dogs leaped up and jumped on the ice, their bloodshot eyes showing no fear.
"Need any help?" the demolition expert asked.
“It’s nothing.” The Silver Hound’s hands remained firmly planted in the sand.
Accompanied by a roar that seemed to come from hell, dozens of two-headed dogs, each three meters tall, emerged from the sand.
"Waaah!"
The wind howled fiercely, and before the ice giant could react, it was already pressed to the sand, with the six heads of the three two-headed hounds drooling as they looked down at it.
Tear open the dog's mouth and bite down at the same time.
The ice giant remained unfazed, letting the hounds tear at it, ice shards flying everywhere. Its massive arms each gripped one of its two heads tightly, its elbows clenched.
Snap!
Four dog heads exploded with blood, turning into yellow sand!
The ice giant then slammed its hand down on the head of the last two-headed hound.
Bang! Both heads exploded like sandbags.
The ice giant propped himself up on his knees, stood up, and looked at the 'Silver Hound'.
"How can ice move around in the desert?" the Silver Hound wondered.
Screams echoed all around. The ice giant turned its head, and hounds—two-headed hounds, three-headed hounds—slaughtered the pilgrims indiscriminately.
"Ah!" the ice giant roared, unleashing a barrage of icy energy.
In front of the 'Silver Hound', a five-headed hound, ten meters tall, with its silver mane swaying, strolled out of the sand.
......
Lightning roared, and the lightning rod, palm down, poured out like a mudfish into the "sand pit," agile and small.
Those who enter the "Sand Pool" either suffocate to death or have their heads pierced by an electric mudfish.
Energy surged through the sky, and air currents churned wildly as 'Gunners' and 'Dark Blades' clashed with experts in the air.
The 'explosives expert' scanned the area but didn't make a move. He kept an eye on his four teammates, ready to provide support at any time and prevent any sneak attacks.
......
The desert waterfall was very long, but Li Changzhou and his group could still feel the aftershocks of the battle.
"It's 'Lightning Rod,' 'Silver Hound,' 'Gunner,' 'Dark Blade,' and 'Demolition Expert'! I remember their combat strength!" Xiao Wu shouted.
Yaochi's eyes flashed, and Yuntai flew over with a whoosh.
"Earthlings!" The roar could be heard even before they arrived.
Suddenly the world brightened, and Li Changzhou looked up. The sun in the sky seemed to have been pulled in much closer, and the bright light made everyone's shadows disappear.
Everywhere there was a raging cloud of purple, red, and blue energy.
A wisp of purple energy was slapped away by the 'gunner' and whipped onto the ground.
The yellow sand immediately sizzled, burning a crack that was black with red sparks, which was then quickly buried by the flowing sand.
"Explode!" The 'Dark Blade' dagger caught the purple spear that was thrown at him, and he raised his knee to block another person's razor-sharp kick, sweat beading on his forehead.
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