After knowing what had happened, an old man in Western Regions City who looked simple looked at the gray sky in the distance and muttered, "The sky is about to change in the desert." As soon as the words fell, I saw that it was raining in the desert, and the clouds in the sky were muffled and thunderous, and in the desert, because it was on the plateau, the air pressure was low, and several tornado storms of different sizes were immediately formed under the extremely low clouds, constantly rotating and rolling up a large number of sand layers, and from time to time there were bursts of rustling sounds, accompanied by thunder and lightning, like an angry dragon, slowly driving the yellow clouds to the Western Regions City. Among them, there are several tornado storms that are enough to tear apart the body and soul of any existence below the sixth order, even if the seventh order dome is only able to resist it, this is the power of nature, no matter how strong the human evolution is, it cannot escape the situation of death and destruction. After a while, the tornado storm had become the climate, and it hit the shield of the Western Regions City, and the energy shield of the Western Regions City flickered for a while.

The yellow thunder dragon was blocked outside the city, and the yellow thunder dragon seemed to be even more angry because of its own way, constantly hitting the shield of the Western Regions City. The people of the city all put down what they were holding, and when they looked at the tornadoes that kept crashing, they knew that they could not escape, and they all stood in place and prayed for the blessing of the gods. The old man couldn't help but shake his head when he saw this in the highest stone house, and he felt a little in his heart, "Human beings are facing a huge crisis, and now they have forgotten to escape, and they are still praying for the protection of the gods, it is too stupid, for thousands of years, they have protected these people hundreds of times, and each time they have made the tornado disappear and become a myth in the Western Regions City, but how long can this myth last?" The old man shook his head and sighed: "It is really necessary to let these people feel that there is a crisis, they will be vigilant, and the gods cannot exist." Before the words fell, the people of Western Regions City saw that the walls of Western Regions City were destroyed by several tornadoes, until a yellow dragon sucked it

Walking a large number of items, clothes, tiles, and a few plants in the town, and themselves were all rolled into the sky, and then the people in the Western Regions City woke up to the fact that those things that were swept away were their own clothes, houses and families. The West Owl is a farmer in this city, and he is holding a street lamp at this time, so that there is no tornado swept away, but for the approaching tornado, the people of the West Owl at the moment have only one word in their hearts "escape", but unfortunately the ruthless tornado is destroying the buildings in the city step by step, how can the scope of such a wide range escape, I am afraid that once I let go, it will also be the mouth of the dragon. At this time, most people began to regret that they should not believe in gods like that, ridiculous gods, laughing at their own naivety, but it was too late, they had already lost the best time to escape. 'Daddy, Daddy...' Hearing a familiar voice, the West Owl looked back at the tornado, his eyes looking straight at his familiarity

Xi's face, who used to be so close to each other, isn't it the six-year-old child that he raised, seeing that he no longer has any strength at this moment, let himself hold this precarious street lamp, do you still want to survive, that woman has also left, leaving behind the child, herself, and I still have my child at that time, but this is even my only heart support... An old man in white said eagerly when he saw everything in the city. And the six old men beside him also frowned, and even two were about to save the people in the city, while an old man in black closed his eyes as if he was also enduring great suffering in his heart and sighed: "This is the ancestor's thoughts, you can feel it well, if we shrink under the protection of the ancestor like this, our end will be like the people below, either swallowed up by the two races or wiped out by nature..."

When the old man heard this, he realized something in his heart, and quietly watched the tornado below kill his compatriots, as if he was also deeply involved in it. Nishikihara was working in the field when he was an ordinary person, and he encountered an earthquake, and when he saw the bustling city, he was ready to show his skills and work hard, and that accident, after he woke up in a coma, there were only 100-meter-high giant buildings collapsing, the earth cracked, and there was the smell of decay of corpses everywhere... , Falling directly into the tornado at a speed like a meteor, suppressing a raging Yellow Dragon storm with powerful energy, he shouted inwardly: "Don't,

I don't want the disaster to happen again, I want them to live, my name, I don't want that earthquake to happen again, Nishikihara shouted in the tornado, and unlocked the energy seal stored directly for the next time, as a ninth-order emperor Great Perfection, he was dozens of years younger after unlocking the seal, and he was a middle-aged and mighty man, and at this moment, he was not worried about promotion, and no matter what the ancestor thought, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, now he just wants to protect his son, protect his home, and protect everything. Several elders on the stage were also surprised, but they didn't expect that Ximuyuan had reached the Great Perfection of the Ninth Order Emperor, worthy of being the head of the elder group, and what was even more surprising was that at this moment, as a spirit person, he actually wasted so many years of high-level energy for these ordinary people. "Hey, let's go, Xilongzi, no matter what the ancestor thinks, all the people in the city are dead, and we don't have the meaning of living, right?"

He also broke the seal on his body and rushed into a yellow storm, "Hey. Two sighs followed, and two more rays of light rushed into the other storms. The remaining two elders just looked at this scene coldly, as if they were not from their clan. And all this on the balcony of the highest part of the city, an old man saw this, but did not care about their actions, just quietly looked at the four people in the storm. The simple old man sighed: "The power of nature is not as unpredictable as the human heart. "The power of nature is always stronger than that of man, and it used to be an immutable law. But when there is a stranger in the world, the world becomes variable, and human beings have the power to surpass nature. I saw that the old man Jianpu's eyes flashed, and he slowly raised his left index finger to point at the place of the storm, and a ray of light was sent out in the air and divided into seven parts and rushed directly into the storm, and in an instant, the seven yellow dragon storms roared in unison,

The Seven Yellow Dragon Storms completely disappeared under the city walls. And the people in the city, some are stunned, some are cheering, some are crying in grief, and some are hugging and crying after the disaster, to congratulate their families that they are still alive...