In the boundless desert of death, the wind howled, and the yellow sand rolled, just like the end of the world, but beside Ors, because of the appearance of the yellow sand giant, a strange blank space appeared, it seemed that the flying yellow sand also knew that there would be a fierce battle here, and if it was too close, it would inevitably be swept into it, or become a part of the giant, or be swept into it by the black mist, so as to lose the ability to fly freely, so they all avoided it, and the sand dunes on the ground on the side suddenly stopped, just like a golden hill. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

For this reason, the giant palm of the yellow sand giant waved sideways, and it was strange that it did not roll up a trace of yellow sand, and it didn't even bring up the sound of the wind, and it seemed that it was much less powerful.

The black mist with the yellow sand around it did not avoid, it had already killed several such giants, thinking that it was rich enough, as long as this giant palm entered his air mass, it would be eroded by him a layer, although it would not make itself stronger because of this, but at least it would definitely not hurt it, and so on a few times, the giant would lose its arm, and if it dragged on a little longer, it would naturally collapse and dissipate, and return into the familiar yellow sand, and this process would definitely consume the magic power of the summoner.

It knew that the enemy in front of it seemed to be able to absorb energy from this boundless yellow sand, and it would not lose anything because of it, but it was the same, in the end, it was fighting who would take longer, and it was very confident in this, because the power of the strange enemy's magic was a little weaker than when it first encountered it, and if it continued like this, the victory would naturally belong to it.

As long as the creature in front of it is consumed, it will use this desert as a base and advance into the bright world that the Dark Clan has longed for for a long time, where it is said that there are a large number of flesh and blood creatures, and that will become the greatest source of strength for the Dark Clan!

Ors was indeed a little tired.

For energy beings, fatigue seems to be impossible for them to happen at all, but after nearly 10,000 years of survival in the Ancestral God Continent, Ors has found their own transformation, they are not just simple energy beings, they seem to have undergone some kind of imperceptible changes, they have learned to be happy, angry, sad, and happy.

Having emotions means that they are no longer pure energy, and this is a welcome evolution, which means that it is possible for them to go further and be one step closer to the gods.

However, the negative effect of this change is that they also have certain shortcomings of human beings, such as fatigue.

Compared to humans, this fatigue can almost be completely ignored, but after a few days and nights of fighting, this weakness is slowly revealed.

In the Desert of Death, the earth-based energy is almost endless, and Ors can absorb as much as he consumes, but this fatigue is something he can't eliminate, and after he discovers this, he knows that he must end the battle as soon as possible, otherwise he will be ruined on this weakness sooner or later.

The Yellow Sand Giant was no different from the one he had summoned before, and in less than a quarter of an hour it would have been a normal way of fighting, and the big creature would have collapsed and dissipated as if it had never appeared, but Ors didn't think so.

The moment the yellow sand giant appeared, his figure flickered, and he had disappeared in place, and the next moment he appeared in the body of the yellow sand giant.

He was originally an earth elf envoy, and he was very familiar with the earth element, this yellow sand giant was completely different from ordinary earth giants from the outside, but the internal structure had changed greatly, at least after he fused, he could completely control this giant through his spiritual power.

This is what Ors has been trying, and he calls this one into one, and since he has merged, the giant has taken on life.

The giant palm that was swung did not directly fan the black mist, and with a slight drop of the huge arm, it swept under the black mist, taking away a puff of yellow sand, but carefully did not touch the black mist.

"Brush! Brush ......"

A strange rustling sound sounded, like a group of spring silkworms were gnawing on mulberry leaves, and the yellow sand tumbling under the black mist was gently taken away when this giant palm swept by, leaving only a strange sound.

It is strange to say that as soon as the yellow sand got out of the black fog, it returned to its free fall state, but the next moment, it was absorbed by the giant palm again and turned into a part of the yellow sand giant, and the giant palm had a few more protrusions, and then disappeared.

A hint of joy appeared on Ors's face, and with a thought, the giant palm drew a strange arc in the air, and swept back again, sweeping towards the sandball.

The black mist rolled more and more intensely, and it keenly noticed the anomaly, this time it did not absorb any energy from the giant palm, but was cut off a large piece, even if it was nothing compared to its huge energy body, but this change still made it vigilant.

Accumulating silicon steps leads to thousands of miles, accumulating small streams into rivers, and no matter how small the loss accumulates, it will lead to extremely serious consequences, it has been doing this before, how can I think that this will be its turn!

There was a piercing chirp in the black mist, as if it was saying something, but Ols didn't care at all, and in the second palm, he cut off a larger piece, as long as it continued like this, it would definitely not be him who lost!

After several days of fighting day and night, he had discovered some characteristics of this black fog.

It was a real mass of energy, just like when they first appeared.

The energy body that can survive here can only be the earth energy body, and the big guy in front of him doesn't know how many of his own kind have been devoured to evolve like this, and it can obviously be regarded as a high-grade product.

As long as it is an energy body, it must absorb energy, and Orse knows this very well, and he can't help but blame himself for why he didn't think of it earlier.

As long as you can stop it from absorbing energy, and then keep weakening his energy, it may take a long time, but it will eventually destroy it.

As an earth elf envoy, Ors is naturally more proficient in the control of earth energy than most people, and the space that suddenly appears around him is the absolute space created by him with his talent, and all the earth energy in this space has been absorbed by him in an instant!

In this space, he can no longer replenish earth-based energy, and neither can the Dark Clan!

It's an extreme style of play that doesn't make much sense in ordinary combat, but now it's a perfect tactic!

In the space, the yellow sand giant stood like a mountain, and the speed of the two palms waving faster and faster, slowly forming a large cloud of phantom, completely enveloping the black mist.

"I'll see where else you can run?"