Chapter 971： Demon dragon

The originally pleasant oasis was suddenly covered by yellow sand, and countless sandstorms poured into the oasis and swallowed it completely.

The horses, cattle and sheep running frantically in the distance suddenly changed sex, becoming extremely silent, lying on the grass shivering.

This yellow sand swept over, as if there was something, something that made them extremely afraid, otherwise they wouldn't be shivering with fear.

Old Taro was desperate at the moment, and sat down on the ground, tears in tears.

"You can't go, you can't go now, you have to be taken away by the desert god."

The old taro obviously had a sense of complaint. If Su Yan hadn't let him go, he would have run away early.

Almost all the people present were looking at the sky, and the yellow sand in the sky made everyone's eyes unable to open, and they had to cover them with their hands.

"My lord, this sandstorm is too strong, it's no way to go on like this."

Yuwen Xiongba had long used his spiritual power to resist, and a lot of yellow sand poured into his nose, ears and eyes.

"It's not a solution, you have to stay, where can you go now."

The whole place is full of yellow sand, and the oasis is even more raging outside. Compared with this, it is much safer inside, at least with trees to resist.

The agave has been looking at the densest yellow sand in the sky. It is different from other sandstorms, as if a magnet is holding the sand together.

"Mr. Su, look at that sandstorm."

Tequila pointed to the sky, with cold eyes.

Su Yan naturally knew that he had seen a pair of ghostly eyes from this sandstorm just now, but they were only momentary.

"This is not a natural force. Something deliberately caused this sandstorm."

Everyone trembled when they heard this, such a big sandstorm was not naturally produced, and it had to be caused by a monster.

The two drivers were also full of horror at the moment, and one of them trembled and said, "Is it really a desert god."

"nonsense!"

Tequila reprimanded on the spot, how is the desert **** possible, who would believe that kind of superstition.

"But miss, it's not that thing, what is this?"

"I'm afraid someone is causing trouble."

Tequila looked at the old taro, lifted him up, and said in a commanding tone: "Say, are you doing all this?"

The old taro had been trembling with fright a long time ago, and even if he was lifted by the agave, he was trembling constantly.

"That is the **** of the desert, it is coming to take away its own horses, don't go against it."

"Shit, desert god."

Su Yan waved his hand. He could see the real fear in Old Taro's eyes. It could not be faked, and he could feel that Old Taro had no spiritual power, but was just an ordinary person.

Seeing Su Yan stopping, Tequila stopped talking and stood aside.

Now they are waiting for Su Yan's order, everything is instructed by him.

Su Yan looked at the yellow sand in the sky, with a hint of majesty in his eyes, and said to everyone: "A small amount of yellow sand can scare you. What if I go to the sand sea?"

Su Yan's words circulated in everyone's ears, Yuwen Xiongba and Tequila blushed, but Little Lori was expressionless, because she never said a word from beginning to end.

"Whatever he is, dare to block my way and kill him!"

Su Yan's voice was cold and bitter, as if covering a layer of frost, causing everyone's heart to tremble.

But Tequila looked at Su Yan stupidly. Su Yan's aura of these words attracted her and made her want to stop.

Su Yan then looked at the old taro and said in a flat tone: "Don't worry, no matter what it is, I will help you protect cattle, sheep and horses."

The old taro shook his head and said, "Eh, no, no, no, cows, sheep and horses are all contributed to it, we do it voluntarily."

Su Yan frowned. It seemed that the old man was corroded by superstition, and he didn't believe his words at all.

Even if Su Yan had the ability to prevent the yellow sand from sweeping away cattle, sheep and horses, Old Taro was unwilling, because he had already allowed such a result in his heart and thought it was necessary.

"My lord, why bother with him? It's better to let the yellow sand dissipate so that we can enter the sand sea."

Yuwen Xiongba said something serious. With Su Yan's ability, he naturally thought that the yellow sand could be blocked, and the important thing was to go to the sand sea to find the treasure.

Su Yan also nodded, looking at the weird sandstorm, there were light fluctuations in his eyes.

But the old taro stood up at this moment, waving his hands and saying: "Please, don't cause trouble anymore, I really beg you."

The old taro almost knelt down and kowtow, very stubborn.

Su Yan watched him turn cold: "You are the village head, and you are so obsessed with it. It is your responsibility for the people in the village to not eat meat."

"Yeah, it's all my fault, but we are all dead if we offend the desert god."

"Why is this?"

"Although the desert **** eats cattle, sheep and horses, it can protect our peace. The village has not experienced any major disasters for so many years."

Su Yan shook his head, knowing that he could no longer speak to Old Taro, so it would be more appropriate to call him Lao Mutou.

"You are waiting here, I'll go see what the group is."

As soon as Su Yan said, the yellow sand in the entire world became more raging, making people unable to see the distant scene, completely covered by yellow sand.

Not only that, the strange sandstorm rushed towards the cattle, sheep and horses, very fast, but just a few flashes came to the side of the cattle, sheep and horses.

Su Yan's eyes became cold, and he soared up into the sky, using the technique of dragon leaping for a thousand miles, and rushed towards the dust storm.

However, in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen cattle, sheep and horses had disappeared, completely disappeared, and Su Yan hadn't seen them in the air.

This made his face become colder and colder. Obviously, this is not a simple sandstorm. The weird sandstorm must be wrapped in something. Cows, sheep and horses are there.

The spiritual power of Su Yan's palm throbbed, directly turning into a ball of flames, blasting toward the dust storm.

A violent spiritual power came into contact with that strange sandstorm, and the yellow sand became more raging, as if entering a **** cave.

The weird sandstorm came out with a roar, like a cry from hell!

The old Taro's eyes widened with fright, he knelt on the ground and trembles, muttering in his mouth: "The desert **** is angry. You must die here now."

But at this moment, a pair of eyes appeared in the weird sandstorm, which were bigger than a lantern, and even more claws that looked like dragon claws stretched out towards Su Yan.

"That is?!"

Yuwen Xiongba's expression changed, and he involuntarily stepped back a few steps, apparently intimidated by the thrusting things.

"Demon dragon, that is the monster dragon, the desert **** turned out to be the monster dragon!"

The eyes of the old taro were bloodshot, and it was obvious that the tremor in his heart was beyond words at this moment, and this fear hit his soul directly.