The evolution of life is constantly advancing, and since ancient times, the ancestors of ceratosaurs have lived in deserts. In the fight against other powerful creatures, it continues to evolve.

Eventually, they evolved two formidable weapons ———— giant tail hammers growing into their tails, allowing them to fight small, agile and ferocious predators such as the Yellow Dragons. In the face of such extremely powerful predators as the dragon and the golden lion, but there are predators who only act alone, the huge sharp horns on the heads of the ancestors are an absolute weapon against this kind of enemy.

But this is not enough.

From time to time, powerful creatures such as the Wind Soaring Dragon and the Abyss Devouring Dragon will appear in the depths of the Sand Sea, which can manipulate devastating weather disasters. The survival territory of the ancestors is constantly compressed.

Eventually, the long process of evolution began again, and in the shadow of death, the ancestors learned how to burrow into the ground in the desert and move as fast as if they were on the ground. With the support of this skill, the ancestors were able to burrow into the ground, evade unrivaled enemies, and launch surprise attacks on enemies from underground.

Eventually, the ancestors were able to adapt almost completely to the desert ecology, and over the years, many branches evolved again.

Of course, that's just for later. The Dragontail team is now confronted by an enraged ceratosaurus that has burrowed into the ground, and it is unknown where it will emerge and pierce it with its immense horns.

It feels very uncomfortable to put fate in the hands of monsters, and the second mastiff tries to throw a sonic boom jade, hoping to blow the horned dragon out of the ground... But his hopes were dashed, and the sonic boom jade had nothing but a few ripples on the ground.

Except for Honkai, who fell to the ground and lost consciousness, the remaining three all recalled common sense about dealing with monsters like Ceratosaurus that could move in the sand. But they all rely on the ability to listen to the ground to deal with their enemies.

This means that they must be motionless and their feet must not make any noise on the ground. The three hunters remain silent together under the pressure of survival. Even the mastiff, which usually flickers and moves in battle and dances like a monkey, remains absolutely stationary.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, the trio standing still looked rather comical.

Not far away, Honkai opened his eyes with difficulty, and he pressed his hands on the ground and struggled to get up. His ears were still ringing after being hit hard, and he could barely hear anything. Instinctively, he picked up his hammer and looked around, feeling better at last, and the roar in his ears was much lessened.

"Don't move!"

Honkai sensed a barely noticeable sound.

"Honkai Don't Move!!" The second mastiff shouted again.

It's very clear, but the collapse is like going into an ice cave. He put his feet on the ground, keeping the absolute stillness of the horizon, then twisted his waist drum and looked around. Sure enough, it was the concerns of his teammates that caught his eye. And the ceratosaurus that was supposed to be fighting them disappeared without a trace.

Honkai smiled wryly and pinned the hammer to his ass, the last action he could do.

Suddenly, the sand beneath Honkai's feet moved up and down as if it were boiling, and then it turned into a fountain, and countless pieces of sand that had been dusted in the ground since ancient times were pounded to the ground, and now the sand particles fell beneath the endless surface.

Honkai closed his eyes and silently waited for the judgment of fate.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the sand that had been boiling under Honkai's feet exploded instantly, and the sand and dust in the sky almost covered the entire sky.

The wheezing sound of the ceratosaurus was faintly audible.

"Honkai!" The eyes of the second mastiff were full of rage, and countless ghost people's qi blades were wrapped around his body, completing the ghost transformation in an instant!

The Honkai pulse in his hand stabbed forward, cutting through the layers of sand and stabbing at the horned dragon.

Dorant took out a terrain arrow from the quiver behind his waist, and under his calm appearance, it was impossible to judge his thoughts, but the behavior of taking out the stewardship arrow terrain arrow could be seen that he was ready to fight hard!

The bow and arrow in his hand are aimed at the sky, there is no need to aim, no need to judge, relying only on the hunter's intuition as precise as a beast!

"Bang!" The bowstring was pulled to the bottom, and the terrain arrow made a sound in a sudden burst, and then slashed across the sky, drawing a parabola, and then striking the back of the ceratop, which was entangled in the second mastiff.

"Boom!"

The arrows with the powerful explosives triggered the stabilization device at the same time as they touched the ceratosaurus, and the violent explosion tore the hard back armor of the ceratosaurus, and not only that, the pain of losing its partner was the ghost of the second mastiff for a long time, and the thunderous blow tore the wrist armor and abdomen of the horned dragon, and a large stream of blood spilled on the ground and the body of the second mastiff.

It was absolutely impossible for the ceratosaurus to accept death in this way, and it took two big strides back, and the huge single horn on its head was stuck into the ground. Countless sands were thrown out like cannonballs, and the second mastiff saw the ceratop's counterattack, and his sanity returned slightly, and a sideways movement made the ceratop's counterattack miss, and Dorant in the distance ignored the flying sand and took out another terrain arrow.

The ceratosaurus stepped on the ground with both feet, like a heavy armored vehicle, and collided with the mastiff, and the second mastiff sneered, exerting the incomparable dexterity of the two knives, and a turn was to make the ceratosaurus crash into the air at the same time, adding a new scar to the ceratosaur's foot.

Another terrain arrow exploded on the back of the Ceratosaurus, and the Ceratosaurus screamed loudly, but it was still full of energy.

"Honkai is alive!" Leaving the battlefield, Xiaohua suddenly returned to the battle against the horned dragon.

The ghost aura lingering on the second mastiff's hand suddenly dissipated, and it was obvious that the second mastiff was shocked by the news, but after a moment of confusion, the Honkai pulse in the second mastiff's hand pointed to the sky.

The second ghost.

But this time the ghost is no longer the first priority of crusading against the ceratosaurus, but the expulsion. If one keeps fighting against the Horned Dragon, it will not only waste time, but may also cause Honkai to suffer unnecessary damage—————— although the second mastiff is very surprised by Honkai's survival, he will definitely not think that Honkai is unscathed!

Just as the second ghost mastiff and the ceratosaurus were entangled to death, Dorant turned and left, not to run away, but to take out the large killing weapon specially designed to deal with the ceratosaurus———— a large barrel of explosive bombs.

The vat bomb was heavy, but Dorant gritted his teeth and persisted, lifting the vat close enough to the ceratop, and then rolling forward with the barrel's round barrel.

The ceratosaurus, who had never seen the power of a human vat bomb, poured all the murderous energy into the little ant in front of him, and in its eyes, the rolling vat was the same as the stone it usually saw.

Soon, the ceratosaurus will pay the price.

Xiaohua's crossbow was loaded, aimed at the rolling barrel and exploded, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In the next second, the inconspicuous explosive bomb in the eyes of the horned dragon exploded, and the full load of high explosives exploded instantly, blowing out countless black smoke.

It was not until a long time after the huge explosion of the vat bomb that the black smoke had not yet cleared before the ceratop's painful and breathless cry could be heard from the center of the explosion.

After a few moments, the smoke cleared and the ceratosaurus vanished, leaving behind the abnormally shaped sand on the ground due to the ceratops being scraped.

By the instinct of the old hunter, the ceratosaurus had fled.

Although they repelled the ceratosaurus, they did not feel the slightest sense of excitement.

Boundless exhaustion continued to come like a tidal wave, and the second mastiff endured the tiredness and threw a red smoke bomb.

Crimson smoke rose into the sky, and the meowth search and rescue team in the distance lowered the binoculars in their hands.