Legendary Beastmaster Zhang Deshuai

In this chaotic and dangerous situation, Zhang Deshuai's team struggled to avoid the attacks of the three-headed hellhound and its falling heads.

Zhang Deshuai stared at the battlefield, his brain working rapidly, looking for an opportunity to deal a fatal blow to the hellhound.

The flames on the Qilin were dispersed by the continuous attacks, but it still stubbornly spewed out fire dragons again and again, trying to interfere with the vision of the hellhound.

The frost dragon circled in the air, dodging attacks while seizing the right opportunity to spit out frost breath to slow down the movements of the hellhound.

The Thunder Ape jumped and dodged on the ground, its body covered with scars, but it still bravely and fearlessly approached the Cerberus to create opportunities for its teammates.

The three heads of the Chimera seemed exhausted from releasing magic continuously, but they still attacked relentlessly.

The Diamond Turtle's shell was cracked after being attacked many times, but it still stood firmly in front of its teammates. The Flower Fairy was busy flying in the air, doing her best to heal the injuries of her teammates.

At this moment, the three-headed dog of hell was accidentally hit in the body by a head that fell to the ground and attacked too violently.

The powerful impact caused its entire body to lean forward uncontrollably, and the head in the middle was exposed to everyone without any defense. This was undoubtedly a brief but extremely critical flaw.

Zhang Deshuai's eagle-like sharp eyes instantly captured this fleeting opportunity. The magic power in his body instantly boiled like a surging tide, and the magic wand in his hand burst into an extremely dazzling light.

"Now!" Zhang Deshuai roared, his voice full of determination and heroism. He used his unique skill - Dimensional Slash.

A mysterious space crack suddenly opened up in front of him, and the incomparably powerful space force was like a violent tornado, sweeping towards the middle head of the hellhound.

At the same time, Archangelmon spread its snow-white, huge wings, and its entire body was shrouded in a sacred and solemn light, like a god descending to the earth.

It held tightly in both hands the long sword that shone with brilliant holy light, and unleashed the Judgment of Holy Light with the force of thunder and overwhelming force.

The holy light gathered on the sword like a surging torrent, and slashed straight towards the head in the middle of the three-headed dog of hell.

The Thunder Ape was not to be outdone, its eyes wide open, as if burning with blazing purple flames. The purple lightning on its body instantly became extremely dazzling, forming a huge and dazzling ball of lightning.

It leaped high, its posture agile and powerful, holding the giant battle axe formed by lightning in both hands, and unleashed a purple thunder slash.

With a roar that shook the sky and the earth, and with endless rage and earth-shattering power, he chopped off the middle head of the hellhound with extreme ferocity.

Three extremely powerful and terrifying attacks, with a devastating momentum that seemed to be able to destroy everything, slashed towards the middle head of the hellhound almost at the same moment.

In this thrilling moment, time seemed to freeze. Then, with a muffled "puff" sound, the middle head of the hellhound was chopped off neatly by the combined force of these three powerful attacks.

The body of the hellhound, which had lost three heads, kept twitching violently. However, what was shocking was that the three fallen heads were still attacking frantically.

The hot magma still flowed wantonly, leaving a sea of ​​fire wherever it went; the green light still swept randomly and disorderly, leaving no way for people to avoid it;

The black energy flow is still erupting continuously, as if it is going to swallow up the entire world.

The battlefield was in chaos. Zhang Deshuai and his companions did not dare to relax at all. They dodged left and right in the chaotic attack, their figures erratic like ghosts.

In this chaotic and dangerous battlefield, Zhang Deshuai frowned, his brain working rapidly, thinking about how to deal with these three crazy heads. Suddenly, he had an idea, and a light flashed in his eyes.

Zhang Deshuai raised the magic wand in his hand again, muttered something, and powerful magic power surged out from him.

A magic barrier shining with mysterious runes quickly rose up, covering the three fallen heads within a specific range.

As Zhang Deshuai cast his magic, an invisible force began to control the energy of those random attacks.

The hot magma that was originally spraying everywhere, under the guidance of this force, actually rushed towards the source of the green light.

The green light was impacted by the magma and its direction began to become chaotic, then it turned and shot towards the black energy flow.

The three heads seemed to realize that something was wrong and wanted to stop attacking, but they were unable to defy this powerful controlling force.

The magma spewing out of the left head became more and more turbulent, the light emitted from the right head became more and more dense, and the energy flow released by the middle head became more and more violent.

For a moment, in this limited space, the attacks of the three heads intertwined and collided with each other.

When the magma meets the light, a "sizzling" sound is made, and the black energy flow merges with the magma, producing a huge explosion.

Zhang Deshuai concentrated on maintaining the magic, sweat dripping from his forehead, but his eyes were determined. He kept increasing the output of magic power to ensure that the three heads would be destroyed in the fight.

On the battlefield, lights flashed and explosions occurred. The three heads that were originally attacking frantically gradually weakened in the mutual attacks. Their strength gradually disappeared in this endless internal friction.

Finally, after a violent energy explosion, the three heads became dim, stopped attacking, and completely lost their vitality.

Zhang Deshuai's body was trembling slightly due to the excessive consumption of magic power, but a victorious smile appeared on his face.

As the three-headed dog of hell died completely, the battlefield that was originally filled with smoke and raging energy suddenly became quiet.

Zhang Deshuai and his pets stood on the land that had just experienced a fierce battle. Although they were physically and mentally exhausted, everyone's face was filled with the joy of victory.

Zhang Deshuai slowly put down the magic wand in his hand, his legs went limp, and he almost fell to the ground.

He was breathing heavily, his clothes were soaked with sweat, but his eyes were full of relief and pride. He looked at the pets around him, his heart full of gratitude and love.

The flames on the Qilin gradually died down, and it lay exhaustedly on the ground, its huge body rising and falling. Its eyes no longer had the tension and vigilance it had during the battle, but instead contained a sense of relaxation and contentment.

It knew that this fierce battle was the result of everyone's concerted efforts.