Chapter 970： Desert god

Above those thousands of miles, the blue sky and white clouds that had been shining by the scorching sun had disappeared.

Not only that, these tens of thousands of horses are galloping, really are ten thousand horses galloping.

The momentum of the horses formed by the clouds in the sky is much more magnificent than the thousand horses on the ground. It is simply too magnificent.

Countless horses raced to rush, as if the heavenly horses had been released, there was no end to it, and the whole sky was full of these horses running.

"I didn't expect to see such a magnificent landscape in this desert land, I have to take it!"

Yuwen Xiongba quickly took out the camera, clicking non-stop, clicking in various postures.

But Su Yan didn't regard the galloping horses as a peculiar sight, because the abnormal behavior of the old taro made him suspicious.

At this time, the old taro beat the camels desperately, just thinking that they could run, but although the camels did not run around like horses, they seemed to be frightened by something and did not dare to move.

Su Yan walked over, grabbed the shirt of the old taro, and asked with a hint of majesty: "What's the matter?"

"The sky has changed, this place can't be held, or something big will happen!"

Old Taro was full of horror, still beating the camel desperately.

Yuwen Xiongba said nonchalantly at this moment: "Old village chief, don't worry about others, this is a natural phenomenon."

There was a trace of anger on the old taro's face, and his eyes stared at Yu Wenxiong domineeringly: "Natural phenomena, I don't understand natural phenomena, I only know that this will bring disaster.

"Cut, superstition."

Yu Wen Xiongba was full of disdain, and stopped talking nonsense with the old taro, and continued to take pictures of himself.

Su Yan remembered what the old taro had just said, and couldn't help but look at him and ask: "You just said that horses must respect the heavens and the gods in the desert, what's the matter?"

"Oh, stop messing around and leave as soon as you want to survive."

The old taro was obviously not thinking about it, and he was anxious at the moment because the camel had not moved.

Su Yan grabbed the old taro, got off the ground, and said with a anger: "You'd better tell me clearly, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to go."

Old Taro said bitterly, "Why do you ask so much, knowing too much is not good."

"Say!"

"You are not the first group to come here. Many people came before, and some could fly into the earth, but as a result, they were all taken away by the gods in the desert, leaving nothing behind."

"make it clear!"

Su Yan felt that something was not right, obviously Old Taro knew something.

"It's already clear."

"Could it be that you killed those people?!"

"How is it possible, it's impossible, they fly into the sky, how can I kill them by crawling on the ground."

"Then what's the matter with the gods in the desert!"

The old taro looked at Su Yan and sighed when he saw that he looked majestic and couldn't let go of himself.

At the smoke point, the old taro suddenly stopped.

"That's it, everyone will be buried together."

"If you say, I can help you protect those horses."

The old taro was taken aback, then shook his head, not believing what Su Yan said.

"Can you fight hard, do you fight hard?!"

"of course!"

There was a beating of spiritual power in Su Yan's hand, one shot at a time, and a big hole appeared in the whole underground, almost like a lake, but it was fleeting and was covered by sand.

The old taro was frightened and stupid, and his power was comparable to missiles. He was really daunted.

After a while, the old taro recovered his complexion and looked at Su Yan and said, "Well, I will tell you everything."

The old taro looked at the crazy horses not far away, and ran so desperately, not to be taken away by God, and he would be exhausted, the horses were all dead, and their village had no life.

"This is something that our village has been awe-inspiring for thousands of years. Everyone must abide by two rules since childhood. One is to cherish water, and the other is to fear the gods of the sky and the desert."

Su Yan didn't want to know these, the irrelevant things were useless to him.

"Talk about the point."

"The reason why we still eat steamed buns every day is compelling. There is no extra meat for us to eat."

The old taro was crying and his face was mournful. This feeling of helplessness made him feel uncomfortable, and tears fell from his muddy eyes, which flowed on his wrinkled face.

"Looking at there are thousands of horses, in fact, God will take away more than 20 horses every year, and the desert **** wants to take away more than 100."

Yuwen Xiongba slightly changed his color and said, "The natural disaster is so serious?!"

"This is not a natural disaster, this is a tribute God wants it."

"Does the sky change have something to do with the gods?"

"It would be great if it had something to do with the gods, so I wouldn't be so scared, as it swept away a few horses at most."

Su Yan's face became colder and colder, and said in a low voice, "Is it a desert god?"

"Yes, every time the sky comes, the wind blows away a few heads, but every time the desert **** comes, the sky is stirred and dark."

The old taro looked at the sky and continued, "You see, the sky is galloping with thousands of horses. It will be a piece of yellow sand before long, and the **** of the desert will come out."

"Don't worry, the old village chief, if it dares to come out, I will be the first to destroy it!"

Yuwen Xiongba also felt helpless from the words of the old taro. People are sometimes very powerful, but they are so weak in the face of natural disasters that it is impossible to stop half a point.

"Stop talking big words, many people in front of them said that, but they were all taken away by the desert gods."

The old taro naturally didn't believe in Yuwen Xiongba's words, his heart was already dead, he just needed to fear the desert god, avoid it and die.

"There is no time, you guys go with me too."

The old taro became anxious again, because at this time he saw that the yellow sand had begun to sweep outside, and the entire sky had become yellow sand.

"It's sanding, and the desert **** is coming."

The old taro couldn't calm down at all, and began to beat the camels again, trying to make them run, but the group of camels squatted directly, shivering.

"It's over, this time is over."

Old Taro's face was desperate, with an expression of crying but no tears, this talk of money finally got himself in.

At this time, the sky is no longer a galloping horse, but a violent wind blowing sand, flying away from the sky, and the outside is completely covered by sand. The entire oasis can also feel this horrible fluctuation.

"Everyone brought me up, maybe it's really dangerous."

Su Yan said, his eyes were staring at the yellow sand.

A huge sandstorm rushed toward them in front of him, and it was bound to wipe them out.

Su Yan saw a pair of ghostly eyes from the huge sandstorm, and those eyes were staring at him, and this feeling hit the soul.

The sky full of yellow sand swallowed the entire oasis at once, and in front of the yellow sand, the entire oasis was so weak that it was not worth mentioning.