At the moment when Roshi and his party were in crisis in the mausoleum, the Lokia Desert outside the mausoleum ushered in one of the most terrifying celestial phenomena in the desert, a sandstorm.

The wind in the sky carried countless yellow sand and danced fiercely, and the open area fueled the arrogance of the wind, and one after another huge tornadoes hundreds of meters high formed on the sand dunes.

In the face of this tornado, which contains the boundless power of nature, human beings are as small as a fragile ant, and even excellent desert warriors dare not walk in the desert in such weather.

Before the sandstorm started, most of the soldiers stationed in the oasis who had a premonition had already taken refuge in the tents hidden behind the cascading trees, and the few who stayed to stand guard also covered themselves tightly with their headscarves.

At the entrance to the oasis, several soldiers who had been left to stand guard were standing in the wind with difficulty in the wind.

"Damn!" An older-looking warrior who already had a slight crow's feet in the corner of his eye spat to the side: "This weather still lets us come out to guard the door, Argus smashes it, Allah will punish him!"

Argus is the ruler here.

"Captain, forget it, the national teacher came to inspect today, the commander's arrangement is good, we have to pretend anyway. A soldier reassured

"Bullshit!" The captain snorted back: "If you really want to behave, then why can't he come by himself, he didn't see the virtue of the group of female slaves just now, so he hated to be on the scene and stripped himself naked and rushed in!"

"Isn't this also our share?" another soldier interjected ambiguously: "When the national teacher is gone, hehe... I heard that these female slaves are all from the National Teacher's Mansion!"

Standing guard in the desert is a rather boring thing, and all day long is facing only this sky full of yellow sand, at this time talking about this topic, a group of lonely men suddenly came to their senses.

"It's not good to do this kind of thing in the Divine Tomb, in case we disturb Queen Ala, the god Bora will punish us..."At this moment, a young warrior who had not been here for a long time frowned and interjected

Bora is the god of the Lokia people, and legend has it that the entire Lokian civilization was created by this god.

In the legend of Lokia, thousands of years ago, he trekked through this desert land, raised his hand, and summoned dark clouds, after the pouring rain, a look at the land, the desert grew a lush forest, so that the people of Lokia bid farewell to hunger and thirst, and since then Bora has become the god of the Lokia people.

In gratitude for what Bora had done for the Lokians, the most beautiful woman in Lokia at that time was sent to Bora to become his wife.

After her death, Pola buried her in an oasis that became the place where Lokia first made his pilgrimage.

It was only as time passed, the civilization of Lokia gradually split, and the people's reverence for this oasis gradually faded, until later, it became the imperial tomb of the Black Moon Clan, which is the oasis where they are currently stationed, and was chosen as the cemetery by Silil.

"Divine Tomb?" one of the warriors sneered disdainfully, "That's just a legend, not to mention that Bora abandoned us early on, what qualifications does he have to punish us?"

It is said that after the death of his wife, Bora left Lokia because he was too sad, and the division of Lokia began at that time.

"But it's still..."

"Hey, look, what is that? Oh my God! That's... That... What the hell is it?" At that moment, a cramped scream suddenly rang out, and a warrior pointed in shock in the direction of the distant desert

There, there was a huge tornado with a diameter of more than 100 meters, towering into the sky, as if connecting heaven and earth.

As it swept by, it swallowed up a nearby sand dune in an instant, and the yellow sand in the sky was swept up into the sky by the fierce wind, staining the entire tornado yellow.

In front of such a terrifying tornado, there seemed to be nothing in the world that could stop him.

But in this tornado, something appeared that should not have happened at all.

It was a train with a unique shape.

Retro style, an oval carriage, the special thing is that the structure of the carriage is built by a whole piece of the ribs of the chest cavity of some kind of giant beast, and the carriage is pulled by a white bone war horse with no flesh and blood, only white bones!

The brutal tornado, which seemed to have the power to destroy the world, did not seem to have any effect on the carriage and horse, and it pierced through the tornado straight and rushed towards the oasis.

...............

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, Roshi's whole body slammed into the wall, and the huge impact smashed the entire wall into a big hole, making his body embedded in it.

Before he could get down from the wall, a cold wind crept in, and a figure with long hair fluttering in the wind quietly appeared in front of Roshi's eyes, a pale arm like a sharp arrow, and opened its five fingers straight at his neck.

"Woldi!"

At the moment of crisis, Luo Xi shouted, centered on his body, and the wind elements around him suddenly shrank inside, and then violently opened out, like a bomb that exploded, wrapped in a powerful air flow and erupted around.

With the growth of strength, Luo Xi has also strengthened this self-defense spell several times, and at this time, the energy intensity is no less than 1000 degrees under the full release, and the instantaneous impact force caused by it can easily knock several weights away, even a military tank can push it.

But the weak-looking woman in front of her did not move in the face of this powerful energy, and the outstretched weak-looking boneless arm was only slightly stopped by castration, and then advanced again, and penetrated the cyan air vortex little by little, and slowly grabbed Luo Xi's neck.

"Die for me!" At the critical moment, an angry roar sounded, and a white flame burning in the distance burst out in all directions, and Margaret appeared from it, and a huge flame giant behind her shot a spear at her, and bombarded the woman hard, piercing her body at the same time, dragging her outward, and stapled to the distant wall, and the spear immediately ignited a blazing flame to cover her.

"Is it alright?, Roshi!" Margaret hurried over.

"Ahem!ahem!" Roshi coughed twice and came down from the wall, which was not a light blow just now.

"It's fine. After a moment of pranayama, Roshi's breathing stabilized.

At this time, the cave was already in shambles, and a pot-shaped lantern was placed at the entrance of the cave, and a long string of white flames erupted from the mouth of the pot, filling the entire cave and forming a wall of fire.

Through this wall of fire, you can vaguely see the hideous faces floating around outside.

"You've got all those Dead Soul Fires, are you alright?" Roshi asked, tilting his head to Margaret

The unknown thing just now suddenly raised his hand and unleashed a fire of dead souls, winding Margaret around her.

"I don't care about the fire of the dead soul yet. Margaret was still arrogant, but Rosie noticed that her breathing was a little cramped, and it was clear that dealing with the fire of the dead soul was not as easy as she had described.

"Poof... Poof..."

At this moment, a clear sound came, and the flames on the woman on the wall were instantly extinguished, and then step by step out of the spear.

Roshi and Margaret frowned and became vigilant again.

Her empty eyes looked at this side, her throat rolled, and a hoarse voice suddenly rang out.

"Why... Why did this to me..."