The wild sand was covered with sand swords, sand arrows, sand bullets, sand hammers, and sand darts hitting the surface.

This is Emoton's answer to Zhan Lan.

The girl smiled slightly, and showed an expression that was indeed like this.

With a rapid explosion, this level 4 spell can be overdrawn for a few seconds from the future and misappropriated to the present, which can be regarded as a preliminary manifestation of the mages' research on time and space.

Zhan Lan, who had obtained three seconds from the future, reached out and grabbed the leader of the man in black, and then quickly cast an arbitrary door. The light blue light flashed, and the two disappeared from the tent and appeared in the open space outside the camp again.

The sound of sandstorms overlapped together, once heard in a tent, and once from the camp to the open space.

Zhan Lan's face was still calm. After a little slowing down the dizziness caused by the rapid outbreak, she whispered to the leader of the man in black: "Zat, are you okay? How do you feel?"

Finally, the leader in black, Zate, who had a name casually put on by the author, resisted the dizziness after the teleportation and said reluctantly: "Thank you, I can't die now. Don't worry about me, please destroy this evil thing first!"

"Okay, please pay attention to self-protection later. You can't get into this kind of battle." Zhan Lan reached out and grabbed it. There was no storage ring on her hand. Instead, she was replaced by a level five spell, Li Oumeng's treasure chest. She pulled out a relic scroll from the cracked opening in the void and handed it to Zart. However, her eyes and mental power had never left the sky above the small oasis camp, which was now in Imodon's direction.

The next second, the yellow-brown sandstorm suddenly burst into the air, rushed straight into the air, and began to roll and condense. The ball of sand flying in the air gathered more and more, and finally condensed into a human face that was more and more than ten meters high and below.

It was Emoton.

The expression on the Immortal High Priest's face changed, and he kept roaring, as if he was calling for something. Taking advantage of this time, Zhan Lan was not idle, and added an increase in resistance to himself. The secondary spells were invalid barriers, mage armor, Nether Armor, Flying Skill and other spells.

Not long after, the land under his feet broke open, and the thin undead crawled out from the ground, and then black air floated out, condensed into a tomb guard who had broken armor but held sharp blades. Looking around, there were hundreds or thousands of undead creatures surrounding Zhan Lan.

These undead creatures responded to Imodon's summoning and immediately launched an attack on Zhan Lan.

Zhan Lan tapped his feet and soared into the air under the action of flying techniques, breaking out of the encirclement.

Needless to say, ordinary skeleton mummies, and although the tomb guards are flying around the eaves and walls, they are really not able to fly. However, once Zhan Lan flew up, he went to Imoton's home court again.

The immortal priest who can switch between sandstorms and human forms at will, showed a hideous smile on his face in the air, and immediately gathered into a torrent of sand, rushing towards Zhan Lan in the air.

Zhan Lan raised his hand and used a wall of force. Imodon's sandy body was huge and had a lot of destructive power, but the force acting on the wall of force field was very dispersed. He suddenly hit the wall and was blocked from the front of the wall of force field. Under the powerful impact, the entire sand flow immediately surrounded the square outside of the wall of force field.

Zhan Lan, who was flying in mid-air, retreated again, and the spells in his hand kept hitting the undead, high-level attacks the undead, and the Star of Avando were continuously cast through the scroll and himself. Whether it was a sand-shaped body or a human form, Imodon himself was still immortal and spiritual creatures, facing these spells specifically targeting the undead, it would also be damaged to a certain extent, which made Imodon, who had not suffered for thousands of years, roared repeatedly.

Unfortunately, just like Zheng Zha at the beginning, he couldn't even touch the corner of Zhan Lan's clothes. Although his flight speed was far higher than Zhan Lan or even Zheng Zha at the beginning, it was difficult to get up to attack the sandstorm. Those with fast speed and low power would be blocked by various force field spells. Zhan Lan, who was slow and powerful, would directly use any gate to escape. If Imodon wanted to cast spells, the same result would be the same. Although the low-level spells were quickly, they were of no use to the invalid barrier of secondary spells. The signs of advanced spells were obvious, and they would also be teleported by Zhan Lan to escape.

Imodon is not a high-level mage, and he can't even be called a half-baked mana. His magic power was not obtained by himself. If he had not mastered the Death Bible and the Resurrection Book as a priest, he wouldn't even have a spell at all, let alone instant spells, dimensional anchors, teleportation spells, and other skills and spells that require superb skills. At this time, facing Zhan Lan was a dilemma, and he didn't attack, and he felt that the purpose was not achieved.

Judging from the information collected by Imoton, he despised the people who once used the Resurrection Sutra to bury themselves. Imoton was once a brave warrior. He advocated frontal combat more and his attack on Zhan Lan was more for the purpose of being awesome, and he gained bargaining chips for the subsequent negotiations. Of course, if the opponent was too weak, it was not impossible to kill and seize two scriptures directly.

However, after fighting with Zhan Lan, Imoton's contempt was gone. As far as he knew, it was not a person who buried him at the beginning, but an unknown number of yellow people who claimed to be from the Far East. It seems that he could no longer control the woman in front of him, which shows the strength of these people.

Just as Imoton was undecided and was considering whether to find a way down, Zheng Zha arrived. He also knew that Zhan Lan was holding the Resurrection scripture and was born to be invincible in the face of Imoton, so he was not in a hurry to rush and flew over leisurely.

If it weren't for the stalemate of the battle, Zhan Lan was still "kite" Imoton without any danger, Zheng Zha wouldn't even be ready to take action. Of course, he still took action. If Zhan Lan was a kite flow and a long-range flow, Zheng Zha was obviously a typical example of being a straight forward.

Zheng Zha, who was originally a few hundred meters away from Imoton, spread his wings and immediately teleported to Imoton through any gate.

Just a few seconds ago, he had transformed into a half-dragon human form and opened the first level of the gene lock.

Zheng Zha raised his right hand, and the ring filled with a lot of magic emitted a soft and bright light. Imoton instinctively felt a sense of fear, as if this thing was his nemesis.

Zhan Lan told Zheng Zha before that Imodon is an undead creature in human form, and in sand form, it can be regarded as a spirit-uncle. Of course, he has to use the most suitable trick to deal with Imodon.

"pound!"

The first punch continued, followed by Imoton's tragic roar.

Zheng Zha's eyes had become confused, and the wings behind him kept swelling, chasing Imodon's sandstorm body in the air and continuously beat him. His right fist was constantly stopping, and he kept punching the "sandbag" in the air.
Chapter completed!