Elf Sandstorm Realm

"Boom boom boom!"

A sound wave like a muffled thunder came from the depths of the cave.

Hearing the sound, the group of people who were walking stopped immediately, looking vigilantly in the direction of the sound.

This cult's attack and killing was a reborn baptism for college students like them. Among other things, this vigilance alone has increased a lot.

Zhao Mo stood at the front of the team, with a golden light in his eyes.

He could sense a strong energy collision in front of him, but it was just specific information. In his current state, he could not perceive it accurately.

Suddenly, several black shadows burst towards Zhao Mo.

"Hoo!" The piercing sound of the sharp weapon tearing through the air was so sharp that it wanted to pierce everyone's eardrums.

Facing the sudden attack, Zhao Mo remained calm.

The body of the tentacle lily beside him flashed yellow light, and an earthy yellow barrier appeared on the only way for the black shadow to pass. The yellow sand flowed endlessly on the barrier, and the rich rock-type energy covered it.

"Chop chop chop—"

The sound of the knife chopping dead wood is dull and clumsy.

At this time, everyone also saw clearly what the black shadow was, and saw several leaves emitting strange brilliance inlaid on the barrier.

"Magic leaf, elite-level energy fluctuations."

"If I am a member of a cult, there must be obstacles around the exit of the alliance."

Murong Shuirou spoke slowly.

None of the people present were stupid, and they quickly thought of the doorway, and their expressions became serious at this moment.

At this time, looking at the figure in front of him who was still fearful like a tiger just now, his heart felt much more at ease.

Fortunately, this one is from the same camp, otherwise...

Thinking of this, everyone was afraid for a while.

Just as everyone was thinking for a while, there was another rumbling explosion in front of them.

Circles of energy ripples visible to the naked eye radiated towards them from a long distance away.

The atmosphere of the elite class is extremely strong.

Such movement, the battle ahead, at least not worse than theirs.

"Either we should wait for a while. With such a change in the secret realm, the outside world will soon perceive the abnormality, and they will definitely send people to rescue us then."

"That's right, let's find a safe place to hide."

For them, a battlefield of this level is no less than walking in a sea of ​​swords and flames.

The scene of the tragic death of the classmate before was still vivid in their minds. After they were out of danger, waves of uncontrollable fear surged into their hearts.

Even Er Lan, Ji Chonghua, Yan Tan and others fell silent.

"Shakila, if you are not forced to do so later, you should not take it lightly." Zhao Mo warned with a serious face.

Shakira's current state is not suitable for fighting.

To put it bluntly, this stage is the form of the cocoon, preparing to evolve into the desert tyrant Bangira.

This is a process of turning a cocoon into a butterfly.

Although Shakira is endowed with extraordinary talents, his body is like a melting pot, which can absorb the origin of all things and turn it into his own wealth!

The cocoon form can still be replenished.

But there are gains and losses. There is no perfect thing in everything. With such a talent, there must be a price.

The energy in and out will not be proportional, and there will be a huge loss in the middle.

Therefore, unless it is absolutely necessary, Zhao Mo will not let Shajila take action.

At present, he is already clinking poorly, unless... the income of the shot is far greater than the expenditure.

There may be a good opportunity in front of you.

Apart from other things, the energy core should be enough.

How can there be no death in a fight?

As for... these people, it's good to stay here, and it's good to save a few deaths.

"Xie Feng, you stay too. You can't get involved in a battle of this level." Zhao Mo glanced at Xie Feng who was about to follow up, and said in a slightly slower tone.

He is quite satisfied with this kid's performance, not to mention the response to the previous battle, just trying to keep up now is commendable.

You must know that it is an elite battlefield, and you will lose your life if you are not careful.

When these words came out, Xie Feng stopped consciously, and everyone from Jiangnan University behind him also found a place to rest.

To a certain extent, Zhao Mo's majesty has already surpassed Murong Shuirou.

After arranging the people of Jiangnan University, he didn't hesitate anymore. With a kick, his body leaped up, and after a few jumps, his figure became smaller in everyone's eyes.

The three elves followed closely around and quickly disappeared into the depths of the cave.

The road is not far.

Zhao Mo saw the center of the battlefield from a distance without borrowing a few times.

I saw broken rocks all around the battlefield, icy blue ice was attached to the forcibly widened rock walls, and blood red flames were quietly burning on the ground.

The most striking thing is the many corpses on the ground, including those of trainers and elves. The large bloodstains are like graffiti, which are particularly conspicuous in the pale world.

As soon as Zhao Mo approached, a pillar of fire shot through the air.

"Whoa..."

The white sand on the ground rose like a rain curtain, easily blocking the attack of the pillar of fire.

Afterwards, under the control of a strange force, the sand curtain turned into a cone shape, breaking through the waves from the center of the pillar of fire.

Layers of flame waves slid past both sides.

Sand cones are extremely fast.

Before the opponent could react, he bombarded the body of a Fiery Arrow Eagle fiercely.

"Puff puff!"

In an instant, the blood mist of Dapeng rose.

At this moment, each grain of sand is like a needle prick, easily piercing through the body of the Blazing Arrow Eagle.

Under this heavy blow, the Arrow Eagle plunged headlong towards the ground like a crashed plane, and after falling to the ground, it twitched a few times and stopped moving.

The body has turned into a ball of minced meat, flesh and sand are glued together without distinction.

Zhao Mo didn't look at the Fierce Arrow Eagle at all, and he didn't stop Shakila from making a move just now. This was just Shakila's talent. It relied entirely on his natural ability to raise sand and control sand, and did not consume energy.

And you can also get an elite energy core for nothing.

"Boy! If you dare to kill me, I will make your life worse than death!" A sharp cry sounded.

The people who were fighting did not know when they had stopped.

As a trainer, seeing all directions and listening to all directions is the most basic quality. Everyone has naturally seen the scene of killing the Arrow Eagle just now.

Just one hit...

At this time, the two sides were also a little uncertain, and they didn't know whether Zhao Mo was a friend or an enemy.

This kind of strength, I am afraid that it has the strength of the peak of the elite level, and no one wants to hand over the back without knowing it.

"I'll help you deal with them, and the spoils will be mine, how about it?" Zhao Mo said to the trainers stationed by the alliance after standing still.

"who are you?"

Hearing Zhao Mo's words, not only did the leading trainer of the alliance not show joy, but suspicion appeared on his face.

"Jiangnan University player, Zhao Mo."

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(PS: I am writing Pokémon articles, and I feel like I am writing a fantasy novel. I don’t like to use many skills from the original work. I always want to develop them in depth and how to use them in reality.)